Saintwood: Homecoming ✔️(Wattpad version)

Sophomores

We got settled in with minimum problems, except for trying to dodge pranks by everyone. At one point, I thought it would turn into a war. We got Ryan a new frame at some point, and I continued with my training, which I take the guys down at one point. Cole was still quicker, so his takedown took longer.

I was even working at the bakery and had been saving all my money. I had something planned, which I would buy with it, a new car. I didn't tell anyone.

Today we had to pick up our new schedules and books. We even met the new Dean, who was an older woman with the silver hair named Rose Martin. She came highly recommended and approved to oversee the college and students. As for Dean Stanford, I heard he is busy flipping burgers.

After getting all my materials for the class, I went home and dropped them off in my room. We changed the training schedule for a few days a week so that I could have a break. Since no one was home, I settled in with a good book.

I must have been grossly into my book because I didn't hear anyone come in until I saw footsteps under the door. I got up quietly and hid behind the door. Everyone was out getting their stuff, and I knew I locked the door.

The person opened the door, and I grabbed them, doing a flip maneuver that Ryan taught me. I held their arm in a particular position to keep them immobile with my foot on their chest. I looked down, and my eyes widened. "Ryan?"

"Good to know you're putting your training to use. You can let go of me now," Ryan said.

"Oh, sorry," I said as I helped him up off the floor.

"Whatever Cole and Dean are doing to train you is working. That hurt like a bitch," he said, rubbing the back of his neck.

I left and returned with an ice pack. Ryan was sitting on my bed. I sat down next to him, gently putting it on the back of his neck. He took it from me and held it securely in place.

"What are you doing home so early? You about gave me a heart attack," I commented.

"I got done early and figured since everyone would be out for a while that it would give us some alone time," he mentioned.

"Oh?" I asked, arching an eyebrow.

"Yes, really," he tossed the ice pack aside, then kissed me, laying me down on the bed. He pulled away, gave me a look, then got up and locked the door. He came over and crawled on top of me. "Privacy," he reminded me.

I smiled, and he started kissing me. Within minutes, our clothes were on the floor. His kisses were so soft and full of passion as his hands gently caressed my skin. He held me close as he made love to me.

Our fingers interlocked with each other as he slowly moved inside of me. My legs moved up to where they bent at the knees, and I felt his hand travel to my thigh, cupping it as he placed kisses on my neck. I moved my head to the side to give him more access.

He looked at me, and he leaned in, giving me soft kisses on the lips. His movements picked up, and I matched his rhythm. I felt my muscles tightened as he quickly put his hands on my hips, pulling me onto his lap. As he looked into my eyes, I felt my body shudder, and my breathing deepened. As I tried to look down, he held me still as he looked in my eyes, then a groan slipped from our mouths as we exploded together. I had gripped his back, making him groan again.

As our breathing started slowing, I looked into his eyes, and he breathed, "I love you."

"I love you, too," I responded, then he gave me a deep kiss, laying me back down on the bed.

He cuddled up behind me, wrapping his arms around me, and we fell asleep.

I woke up and looked, noticing I only had twenty minutes to get ready for my first class. Ryan was lightly snoring next to me, and I shook him to wake him.