DARK ROMANCE (Mature stories collection)

SIX P. M

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Jessie's POV:

I stood in front of the door of Ryan's residence. I was fidgeting continuously on whether to ring the bell or just walk back to my home, get under the blankets and watch TV.

I wore a long black coat that hid what I wore beneath along with black long boots. I debated on my decision that I took out of lust for a guy.

Will I come off as desperate?

I raised my hand towards the bell but before I could ring it, Ryan opened the door leaving my hand awkwardly dangling in the air.

He leaned on the door frame, his biceps bulging out from his vest worn frame and jeans.

A little smirk coated the corner of his lips.

“Desperate, aren't you?” He cocked his head to the side.

I took few steps towards him, my head almost touching his forehead.

“Aren't you too?” I whispered.

His eyes zeroed on my lips and I looked at his eyes. I could see the fighting urge in his eyes to control the desire to grab me and do whatever he had planned, right there.

His arms circled around my waist as he pulled me close, my hands automatically rising up to his chest to balance myself. He leaned forward and whispered near my lips:

“I hate you.”

My hands clutched the vest under my palms and I planted a soft kiss on his lips, stiffening him. I leaned back and whispered:

“Feelings are mutual, Mr. Ryan Sawyer.”

And that broke our restraints.

His lips came upon me hungrily as he pulled me inside and pushed me against the door after locking it.

His eyes raked over my form, hungrily as if controlling himself from going rough with me. I laid my palm over his heart.

“Don't hold back.”

His one hand circled my waist and another hand supported him against the door.

“Do you really want this?”

“You talk too much. No wonder-”

I couldn't complete my words as his lips came down upon me. His lips were soft as he continued devouring my lips. He bit my lip softly and I gasped which gave him the chance to enter my mouth. His hand on the door cupped my chin and the force of our kiss doubled as he completely pinned me against the door. His other hand lowered as it rested upon my thigh and he gripped it hard. He lifted my one leg and parted it sideways and he came closer to me. His lips now
slipped from my mouth to my chin and then slowly slid to my throat. My hand on his shirt tightened as he continued kissing my throat. I moaned as his lips were now on my collarbone, planting feather kisses along it.

His lifts his head and whispers in my ears:

“Your taste makes me more intoxicated than wine” And he places a kiss just below my ear, earning another moan from me.

His lips returned to mine as he now kissed me out of l*st, pure desire, the carnal desire that can bring any strong animal on its knees. My hands ripped his vest as I continued pushing him back
while kissing him. His sculpted chest was under my palms and I shivered at the intimate touch of his male skin. I pushed him back on the sofa and he fell back. His eyes were clouded with l*st and I stood before him, all my clothes still in place but he was half naked. He tried to get up but I leaned forward and put a finger on his lips.