Ryan didn’t even give me time to recover. He grabbed the phone right out of my hand, muted the coll, and kept thrusting, slow but deliberate, his eyes locked on mine.
“Ryan get off me,” I whispered harshly “She’s still on the call! You’re insane!”
“You’ve got a few minutes left with me,” he said calmly, breathlessly. “Either you cooperate, or I’ll turn the camera back on. Let her see how well I take care of you. Should I answer her question too? Want me to tell her exactly what kind of protection i use?”
My jaw dropped and I stared at him, panicked. “You dare not. Mone’s still mad at us.”
He smirked. “Try me.”
Then he pushed all the way in and I lost the ability to think. My eyes rolled back and I clung to his body, completely torn between shoving him off and pulling him closer.
“Should I go harder?” he whispered,
“No,” I begged, even though I didn’t mean it. I didn’t want him to stop.
He went harder anyway.
And the moan that broke out of me was completely helpless.
We could still hear Mom faintly through the speaker. “Anna? Angel, are you there?”
Ryan kept thrusting. Steady, deep, as if he had all the time in the world.
“Anna?” her voice came again. “Are you still there? Sweetheart?”
I tried to answer. I really did. But all that came out were moans and broken gasps. “Ryan… stop… I’m serious… please…”
But I didn’t want him to stop. I was shaking now, my body completely overwhelmed. “I’m cumming-fuck-go faster-Ryan, go harder…”
Mom’s voice kept coming, calling my name, getting more desperate.
And Ryan? He cut the video call without even blinking.
Then he grabbed my legs, pulled them up higher, and drove into me harder, deeper, faster, completely making me his.
I shattered.
I screamed.
I clutched him so tightly I could barely breathe.
And then he groaned against my neck and pulled out with a loud, wet pop, spilling all over me, hot and messy, as if he wanted to claim every inch of my skin.
I was shaking. Still moaning. Still lost in the aftershocks when we heard it.
The bell rang.
Eleven o’clock.
And then came the knock on the door.ANNA’S POV
“Fuck,” Ryan cursed under his breath, grabbing a clean towel and quickly wiping himself off while I just lay there, breathless, still wrapped up in everything that had just happened. He looked at me, his chest still rising and falling hard, and before I could say a word, he leaned over, kissed me again, slow and rough as if he wasn’t ready to go, and whispered against my lips, “I love you… and don’t even think about staying away from me. Because the more you try, the more I’m going to come for you.”
I stared at him, heart still pounding, completely speechless, and then the knock came again, louder this time, more urgent. His body tensed, and he pulled on his clothes quickly, buttoning his shirt with one hand while grabbing his shoes with the other, not even bothering to sit before shoving his feet into them. He grabbed his phone and his wallet, gave me one last look, and said
“You can go ahead and call Mom back now… ut don’t lie to me again about staying away. It’s not happening.”
Then he opened the door.
The dorm coordinator was standing right there, looking up at him with a narrowed, suspicious expression while peeking inside and seeing me still on the bed, wrapped up in my blanket like someone who had just been wrecked and couldn’t e otherwise. Her eyes flicked between us, judgment all over her face. t even pretend
“You’re the only male left in this dorm room,” she said sharply, her voice laced with disapproval. “It’s time for you to leave now.”
Ryan didn’t argue. He just nodded once and said, “Sure,” as if he didn’t care what she thought. She turned and started walking down the hallway, and he followed her out without glancing back again.
The second the door shut, I let out a long, shaky breath and dropped my head back on the pillow.
I stayed there for a minute, trying to gather myself, trying to stop my heart from racing the way it still was. And then I sat up and got out of bed slowly, my legs a little sore, my body still tingling from earlier. I grabbed my towel and walked into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and stepped under the water, letting it run down my skin while I closed my eyes and bit my lip because even though everything was chaotic, I couldn’t stop smiling. The things he said, the way he touched me, the way he didn’t pull away even when I asked him to, it all kept replaying in my head like it was carved there.
I was still smiling, my heart doing this stupid fluttering thing, when it hit me.
“Shit,” I cussed out loud. Ryan cut Mom off. On a video call. While she was asking me about protection!
The smile dropped from my face and I rushed through the rest of my bath, dried myself off quickly, slipped into my clothes, and snatched my phone off the bed. The second I unlocked it, my stomach flipped. Six missed calls. All from Mom.
I felt my body go cold.
I didn’t even wait. I hit the call button, praying she hadn’t already tried to trace my location or something dramatic.
She answered almost immediately.
“Anna?” Mom’s voice was sharp, worried. “What happened? Why did you mute the call? Why did you cut me off like that? I’ve been calling you back to back!”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” I said quickly, my voice trembling. “The network’s been acting crazy. I didn’t mute anything on purpose
I swear. The screen just froze and then the call ended. I was trying to call you back too.”
She was silent for a second, then sighed. “Oh. Okay. Maybe your dorm doesn’t have good connection.”
I nodded even though she couldn’t see me. “Yeah, probably.”
“I asked you a question earlier,” she said, her tone softer now but still cautious. “But you didn’t answer. It’s fine though. That chapter is closed now, and it’s better that way.”
“Yeah,” I whispered, heart still beating hard.
Just take care of yourself, okay?” she said, her voice warming up again. “That’s all I care about “
Before I could even respond, I heard Dad’s voice in the background
‘Anna,” he said suddenly, as if he’d been waiting for a chance to lk. “Stay safe, my angel.”
Then Mom cut the call.
And I let out a long, relieved breath, finally able to exhale all the tension that had been crawling down my spine.ANNA’S POV
“Anna! You got a tattoo!”
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