Ryle Alvarez (COMPLETED)

Chapter Four

Ryle gritted his teeth as he drove to the nearest bar. He is planning to get drunk so he could pass out as soon as possible. The monster inside his pants is already fucking horny, but Chanel isn't available.

He ordered a bottle of whiskey. Sosolohin niya iyong hanggang sa sukuan siya ng katawan niya. Shots after shots, the bottle was almost empty, but his alcohol tolerance is too high. It just made him tipsy.

A shadow went over him at napatingala siya sa babaeng nasa harapan niya. Chanel had her arms crossed with her eyebrows raised as she looked at Ryle. Napabuntonghininga ito at inagaw ang shot glass sa lalaki.

"Sabi ko na nga ba dito kita mahahanap," the woman said.

"I thought you're with your sister?"

"Well, I was, pero hindi ka naman na ma-contact. I tried calling you, and I even went to your house . Tama nga ang hinala kong nandito ka lang?"

Inakay niya si Ryle patayo, pero nahila lang siya pabalik sa kandungan nito. Ryle ran his nose on her neck, sending shivers down her spine. Chanel slightly pushed her, afraid that someone might see.

"Ryle, huwag dito," she whispered.

Ryle let out a low growl. Mabilis itong tumayo kaya nahulog si Chanel. When Ryle walked out, she knew she had to follow. Ryle was already waiting for her in his car. Kaagad na sumakay si Chanel dahil alam niyang mainipin ang lalaki.

After hopping in, Ryle immediately drove away. Hindi na sila nakarating sa bahay ng lalaki dahil sa isang malapit na hotel na sila nag-check in. Nakahapit na si Ryle sa bewang ni Chanel nang maglalakad ang mga ito.

Ryle swiped the card and as soon as the door opened, he pushed Chanel in and pinned her on the wall. Nauntog pa si Chanel pero mas ininda niya ang marahas na pagkagat ni Ryle sa leeg niya.

"Ryle, not too rough," ungol niya.

"Shut the fuck up, Chanel. You're the reason why I'm this fucking horny right now."

Naramdaman ni Chanel ang kamay ni Ryle sa zipper niya, ibinababa ito. Ang isang kamay niya ay nakapulupot sa leeg nito. He left red marks all over Chanel's skin as she writhed in pleasure. Then, Ryle put a distance between them.

"Strip," he commanded. "Take your clothes off for me, woman."

His deep husky voice clouded Chanel's senses. She found herself taking her dress off. She knew how Ryle wanted her in bed. Naked, but with her heels on. It's some kind of fetish Ryle has.

She went on the bed and laid down. Ryle doesn't like it when someone waits for his commands. Ryle pushed two fingers in her making her gasp. She grabbed a fistful of his hair as she held back her moans.

Ryle spat and used it as a lubricant before entering her. In an instant, she felt full. Her back arched as Ryle starts to pound her. He expertly moved in and out of her— as if he knew her whole body.

It's something Chanel considered to be intimate. Nakapikit siya at nakakapit sa balikat ni Ryle habang umuulos ang lalaki sa ibabaw niya. Ryle knew how to satisfy her. He reached for her clit and rubbed it in circles making her convulse in pure ecstasy. One she came, Ryle's movements became aggressive.

He pulled a pillow and put it under her hips as he held her knees on both elbows. He started pounding into her harder. She came a few more times before Ryle reached his peak.

He collapsed on top of her, his face between her neck and shoulder. Sensitive ang pang-amoy ni Chanel at amoy na amoy pa rin niya ang alak sa hininga nito. Chanel caressed his hair.

After a few minutes, Ryle got up. Mayroon siyang cigarette case na palagi niyang dala-dala. Kumuha siya ng isa at sinindihan ito. Chanel stayed on the bed while Ryle smoked. She watched as his back tensed and he puffed smoke. Secretly, she smiled.