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Chapter 27

After nearing towards campus. Ryan told me to go in and he would join me in ten minutes. I walked in campus, which was crowded a little. I entered our dorm it was completely empty. I saw a suitcase on the sofa.

I checked Katie's room, she was sleeping soundly, I pulled the blanket on her and turned off the light. I put all my clothes back where they belonged. Ryan didn't had much stuff, it took me only two minutes to organize his stuff.

Ten minutes had passed ages ago. Okay, maybe not ages but he was late. After ten more minutes he entered his room, his forehead was bleeding near his right eye.

He was trying to hold the blood with a tissue paper. His white shirt was messed up. "wh-what happened? Are you alright?" I asked him panicking. "Don't panic, I just slipped in the snow. I'm okay." He said trying to be cool about it.

"will you shut up? It's not okay. Wait here, I'll get first aid." I told him sternly and made him sit on the bed comfortably.

I went to Piper's room and took the first aid box from her cupboard and headed upstairs. Ryan had took off his jacket. "take your shirt off." I told him and he did as I said. I have to admit he looked like a badass with blood dripping from his forehead down on his shirtless chest.

But I stopped myself form getting distracted and focused on his injury. It seemed like it was hurting him, and that made my heart sad.

I sat in front of him on my knees. I took an alcohol stripe and gently cleaned his wound. It must have hurt him really bad because he grabbed my waist tightly. I looked at his face and his eyes were shut.

I sat down a little more, our faces were centimetres apart but I was focused. I cleaned it more and his grip kept tightening. I put a little antibacterial cream. "wound is not so deep." I told him, putting a bandage.

I looked at his face and he was staring at me. He leaned in and kissed me. "thanks." He told me. His expressions tender. I put the first aid box back and took wet wipes from my room.

Ryan was sitting in the same position, I sat in front of him. I started cleaning the dried blood from his chest but he flinched. "why is this wipe so cold?" He whined like a cute baby.

I laughed a little. "Because its wet." I told him and keep cleaning. After I was finished with everything, I sat beside him. He pulled me in his lap. I hid my face in his neck.

"that's a comfortable position." He told me while holding me close against him. I started rubbing my nose on his neck and he was turned on now. His hand was tracing my arm. I kissed him on the neck, right on his scar.

He moaned.

I looked at his face and kissed him. He returned the kiss. His tongue slipping in my mouth, I moaned. His hand in my shirt and on my ass. We both kissed each other as if we were addicted.

I was for sure addicted.

My hands digging in his back and both of us completely aroused. The hand which was on my ass pulled me closer to him and I felt the sensation between my thighs. I moaned and he kissed me roughly. I definitely loved when he kissed me roughly, making me all dazed.

He swung me around so I was underneath him. He grabbed my hands, pinned them to the bed and kissed me again. I didn't want him to stop.

Ever.

When he loosened his grip on my hands, I grabbed his hair gently and pulled him closer. His hand went on my neck and moved downwards. My tongue wss playing with his' roughly. His hands touched my breasts slightly and I moaned.

He grabbed my breasts and massaged them for a moment, knowing the pleasure it gave me. "Ryan." I moaned at the feel of his hands. He pinned my hands back to bed.