Sinful Submission

20 ~ Abundance Of Hickeys

Alessia

My head pulsated in pain as I regained consciousness. A hand was wrapped securely around my waist and a leg was thrown over me.

Suddenly, there was a pounding in my head. What made everything worse was the soreness in my lady part.

“s**t. What the hell have I done?” I mumbled slowly.

I took some minutes to piece together everything that happened last night. My eyes widened immediately and I recollected my memory. I turned to look at the sleeping figure lying next to me.

Ryder's eyes were shut and his mouth was slightly ajar.

I left the bed slowly moving his leg and hand off me with minimal contact with his uncovered yet energetic friend. As I passed by the mirror, I caught sight of the abundance of hickeys on my neck.

“You are so f****d, Alessia.”

I never expected that I would be so attracted and get such good s*x pleasures from a new adult. One who sees Ryder would not expect he was a guy of eighteen years. He is stronger and charming compared to other guys of his age.

Normally, if he was bad in bed, I would have ordered my men to kill him but he made me have my first orgasm on the first day we had s*x.

What a man! Not a guy.

I decided to take a shower. After brushing, I entered the bathtub and soaked myself into the warm water. That's needed after what transpired yesterday.

Never in my life have I had hourly long s*x. I can't even imagine where the powers come from when it comes to Ryder.

“I just hope he never stops f*****g me,” I muttered with a smile on my face.

“What gives you the idea that I'm going to have s*x with you again?” Ryder's voice echoed from behind.

Speak of being caught red-handed.

I turned around before I ran my fingers around the rim of my cup. I batted my eyelashes instinctively at him.

A smirk appeared on Ryder's lip as he chuckled.

Shortly, he ran his right thumb on his lips before leaning closer to me. He roughly tugged his hands behind my neck and yanked me closer to his lips. A soft gasp left my mouth.

It was then I remembered he had not brushed his teeth but when he spoke, he had a fresh breath, at least suitable for someone who had not brushed his teeth.

“Of course, you will have s*x with me again.” I finally answered his question as I gazed into his eyes.

“Why? The way you memorized every curve of my body while you thought I was sleeping this morning?” He asked rather too lowly but I heard him.

I squeezed my legs together after he bared his teeth at me.

“Then, you know. My love, you are chosen.” I answered acerbically.

“Then, can I continue to show you how chosen I am?” He asked while his eyes trailed my body.

I felt really hot under his glare, I couldn't ignore the excitement my body felt. I was extremely attracted to him — something of sort is new to my body system — but I won't let that bring me down, he is still my slave.

My mood switched quickly because I wasn't in the mood to have a bath anymore, I wanted something completely different and flawless.

It was like we were both thinking about the same thing. Soon enough, half way with our lips claiming each other's. My hand trapped his chin as my legs kicked back at the tub. I successfully found my way down to his manhood.

It was soft but I planned to make it hard. I started stroking his d**k slowly before my phone rang. I told him we should ignore the call but the ringing did not stop.

It was then I remembered I had a meeting with Mr. Slade.

I pushed Ryder violently till his buttocks hit the floor hard. “Sorry… I mean, get out!”

Ryder, confused by my action, grabbed a towel and left the bathroom. I had forgotten my dad died barely seventy-two hours ago. What an unfilial daughter I am!

I rounded up the bath, dried my body and left the bathroom in a hurry. Immediately I stepped out, I found Ryder seated on the bed staring at the toilet door or probably me.

I shrugged and headed for the closet.

Dressing up, I applied a shade of dark lipstick. The color suited my skin amazingly. I ran my fingers through my soft hair.