She didn’t answer, not with words, but with the way she kissed me back, with the way her body moved under mine, desperate and frantic, as if she needed me just as bad. I slid my hand into her dress again,cupping her breast, kneading it, rubbing my thumb over her nipple while she moaned into my mouth. And then I pulled it out, leaned down, and sucked her through the fabric, groaning when she whimpered and clawed at my back.
She tried one last time to whisper that we needed to stop, but the second my mouth closed around her throat and I sucked hard, her words turned into a loud, breathless moan. That was when I knew I had her. That was when I knew she wasn’t going anywhere.
I raised her gown higher, shoved her panties to the side, and buried my face between her legs as if I’d been dying for a taste of her, and maybe I had. Maybe I was just that far gone. Her thighs shook against my head, and her hand grabbed my hair, holding me in place while she tried to muffle her moans.
“F-fuck-fuck-Ryan-yes, right there-oh my god-this is so fucking risky-” she gasped, trying to talk but failing as I licked deeper, harder, fucking her with my tongue until she broke apart all over my mouth
Her release splashed against my face, and I didn’t stop, didn’t pull back until I licked her clean, until I felt her go limp under me. Then I stood up, yanked my pants down, positioned myself between her legs, and slammed into her in one brutal, hungry thrust.
She screamed, but held on to me tighter as I whispered, “Sorry, baby,” against her neck.
“No-don’t stop-go deeper-faster-we have to be quick before someone comes in,” she panted, and I did exactly what she asked. I started thrusting, hard, deep, fast, losing myself in the way she moaned, in the way her nails scraped down my back, in the way her eyes looked up at me as if she wanted to cry and kiss me at the same time.
I bent down, kissed her again, slipped my hand into her dress to massage her breast again, then pulled it out, sucked on it while she arched into me, her voice getting louder, her legs wrapping tighter. “You’re so fucking sweet,” I groaned, my hips slamming into her over and over while she held onto my waist, urging me to go faster, harder, deeper until the doorknob twisted.
My body froze mid-thrust.
Anna’s eyes widened.
“Shit!”
RYAN’S POV
“Ryan! Anna! It’s Doctor Kellan, are you both in there?”
Her eyes widened as her arms tightened around me, her body still trembling underneath mine. My heart was jumping into my throat, pounding hard as the doorknob jiggled again, louder this time, like he was trying to come in.
Thank fuck I locked it.
Another knock followed, firmer and faster.
“Ryan! Anna! Open up!” That was dad’s voice.
I was still inside her, still rock hard, buried so deep that it felt as if it was impossible to move without falling apart. I slipped out of her quickly, groaning at the loss of warmth, my cock still painfully hard and dripping, wet and slick from being inside her just seconds ago.
“What do I do?” I whispered, panicked, breathless, staring at her.
Anna looked completely ruined and completely beautiful at the same time, her face flushed, lips swollen from all the kissing, her hair a complete mess, one breast still out of her dress, her chest rising and falling as if she hadn’t come back down to earth yet. She tried to sit up, tried to fix herself, one hand shaking as she pulled her breast back into the gown, and the other brushing her hair from her face, but she looked stunned, spent, and terrified.
I tried to think of the most irritating, disgusting, horrifying thing just to calm my body down, just to force my cock to go soft, but it only got worse, harder, aching like crazy because I didn’t even get the chance to cum.
More knocks came. Louder. Sharper. Followed by a familiar, horrified voice.
“Anna! Ryan! Oh goddess, please tell me this isn’t what I’m thinking!”
That was mom.
Anna’s eyes snapped to mine again, wide and terrified. She grabbed the blanket and tried to dab at her lips and fix her hair as fast as she could, whispering, “Oh my God… oh my God… what do we do now?”
I didn’t answer. I was fumbling with my briefs, trying to shove myself in even though I was still fucking hard and it hurt like hell. I got my trousers on but the erection was still bulging painfully and the wet spot was growing because I hadn’t cum, and it was fucking obvious.
I waved my hand in the air like that was going to magically erase the thick scent of sex still clinging toeverything. The room reeked of what we did, of what I did to her, and I knew mom and dad would know it in a second. There was no hiding it. They were wolves. They could smell everything.
Anna looked pale now. Completely white. She sat up straighter, trying to fake composure, but her lips were still puffy and red and her dress was all wrinkled and her thighs were still slightly open as if she hadn’t figured out how to close them yet.
I swallowed hard and stepped toward the door.
“Don’t open it,” she whispered in a panic, but it was too late.
I unlocked it and opened the door slowly, hoping maybe they wouldn’t notice.
Wrong.
Mom, dad, and Doctor Kellan were all standing there.
Three pairs of eyes. Three very different reactions.
Mom gasped like she’d just seen a ghost and reached for the wall, clutching her forehead as if she was about to faint.
Dad grabbed her quickly, steadying her before she collapsed, his eyes shifting between me and Anna, not saying a word.
Doctor Kellan though… couldn’t hold it together.
He glanced down, caught sight of the obvious bulge I was trying to cover with both hands, and burst into quiet laughter, trying to hold it in but clearly failing as his face twisted as if he was about to choke on it.
He cleared his throat and turned to dad.
“I’ll just… I’ll take my leave now,” Doctor Kellan said, smiling way too much, his voice shaking with amusement. “I’ll return when… when things are more settled.”
He didn’t even wait for a response before backing out of the room, his shoulders trembling as he disappeared down the hall, still laughing.
When he was gone, dad’s eyes came back to me, then to Anna, then to the space between us as if he was picturing everything.
And then… he laughed.
Loud.
So loud that mom nearly jumped.
“Killian!” Mom shouted, rounding on him with fire in her eyes. “You should be scolding them, not laughing! What the hell is wrong with you?!”Dad tried. He really did. He pressed his lips together, tried to hold it in, but the laughter kept coming and he had to turn away just to breathe.
Then he looked at me, still laughing, and said, “Finish up, Ryan, before you burst.”
Mom gasped again, completely horrified.
And then he gently pulled her out of the room, shaking his head, still chuckling, leaving Anna and me completely stunned.RYAN’S POV
“Huh?” Anna gasped, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes still wide and disbelieving as if she couldn’t believe what just happened, but I couldn’t even reply, couldn’t think, because my cock was still throbbing in pain, aching from the way I stopped midway, still hard, still heavy, still leaking, still needing the release my body had been begging for.
“Fuck-“I muttered under my breath as I fumbled with my belt, unbuckling it in seconds, desperate, frantic, knowing I wouldn’t last long if I didn’t do something fast. I pulled down my pants just enough and grabbed my cock, which was so hard it hurt, red and pulsing, wet at the tip, angry from being denied what it had been buried in seconds ago.
Anna didn’t even hesitate.
She dropped to her knees right in front of me as if it was instinct, as if she needed to finish what we started just as badly as I did, her hand wrapping around my shaft while making me grunt out loud because it felt so fucking good, so much better than I expected, especially after holding back for so long.
“Anna-fuck-“I moaned, my hand flying to the back of her head while she looked up at me once, those big eyes staring straight into mine as if she knew exactly what she was doing to me, then she leaned forward and took me in, her warm, wet mouth wrapping around the head of my cock before sinking down inch by inch until I felt the back of her throat.
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