Chapter 85: Chapter 85

"Ryan."

"Hmmm?"

"I love you."

Slyvester rose a little. He reached for Ryan’s neck and pulled her closer. In an instant, Ryan was lying above him while Slyvester was kissing her lips.

Ryan did not instantly move on top of Slyvester. She froze! Slyvester, on the underneath side, continued to move his lips. Open closed. Up and down. He's urging her to open her mouth with his slow movements. Until Ryan gave up willingly

Ryan opened her lips and gave Slyvester a chance to deepen the kiss. He pushed his tongue inside the seam on her lips, tasting every corner of her. Ryan placed her hand on Slyvester’s chest to support her weight. But Slyvester cunningly removed her hand and put it to the side. That's why the distance between their bodies narrowed.

Her hair fell on his cheeks. Slyvester tilted his face, and their tongues met.

"Hmmm," Ryan let out a moan.

Slyvester grinned at what he heard. It's as if she’s tempting him to continue doing what he's doing. So, from her shoulder, his hand went on her back. He caressed Ryan’s back.

Losing her breath, Ryan took her lips away from him momentarily. Then she tucked her hair behind her ear.

"Hmmm?" Slyvester groaned. Using one hand, he pulled Ryan back to his hungry lips. "Hmmmm," he moaned as he kissed her again.

It's hot. As time passed, Ryan’s body turned hotter with Slyvester’s caresses and kisses. Her lower abdomen throbbed, and she was so confused. 'Why can't I stop? Why do I seem to want something other than a kiss?' she worried silently.

"Ryan," he called her while kissing.

"Hmmm?" she answered, feeling dizzy and wobbly.

"I..."

"Mmm?"

The bed creaked. Ryan’s eyes widened when Slyvester suddenly rolled her onto the bed. Now Slyvester is on top. Both were panting.

The two looked at each other while breathing heavily. Somehow, Ryan could see the fire in his eyes. And she knew what could happen if it continued.

Slyvester was doing his best to stop himself. But it takes much work to think currently. In his eyes, there's only her as the world fell away.

"R- Ryan," he called in a husky tone as if he was begging.

"Y-Yes?" answered the girl nervously.

"Promise. Just a kiss."

"Huh?" she gulped.

"I will only taste you a little. Hmm?"

'What kind of ‘taste’ is he talking about?' Ryan argued in her mind. But she was hypnotized by Slyvester’s seductive eyes and the warmth of his body. So, although she didn't understand what he meant by asking her if she would allow him to taste her, Ryan nodded.

At her consent, Slyvester leaned down and kissed her neck.

"Ahh," she gasped in surprise. Tickled, surrounded, savoured... she didn't know the right word to explain her feelings.

'This is the taste he's talking about?!' she yelled in her mind.

Slyvester continued kissing her neck. Her toes curled in the sensation as he licked her flesh. And in an unexpected event, Ryan let out a daring moan, "Hnnnngggg ahhh..."

She quickly covered her mouth. She was surprised by the attractive sound that came out of her lips! But it's not just her. Slyvester was also shocked. The result? He lost his senses even more.

" Ryan," Slyvester called her name in a sexy way. His kisses went to her collarbone, sucking her gently.

Ryan bit her lower lip hard. She clenched her hand on the bedsheet while suppressing another growl about to break out. But when Slyvester put his hand inside her t-shirt, she couldn't stop himself.

"S- Slyvester..." she moaned.

They must stop.

Slyvester doesn't want anything to happen to them until they get married. What will Ryan’s parents say if things go south? Ryan also thinks the same way. She believes that having sex is only for married couples.

But it's hard to stop. Much more when Slyvester’s lips returned to her, parted mouth. They kissed hungrily, unlike before. Slyvester’s hand continued to enter until it reached Ryan’s underwear.

'Click.'

The doorknob clicked.

The two opened their eyes. In unison, they looked at the door that was slowly opening. Their lips parted. But Slyvester’s hand was still inside Ryan’s t-shirt. Things were so fast that they had no time to move away from each other until someone came in.

"You..." Vincent called, gaping at them.

This is wild! How did Vincent get in when the door was locked!

"H-How did you get in?!" Slyvester shouted, then hurriedly got up. Ryan also sat up, mouth open. Her face reddened, and she felt so ashamed!

Vincent swayed the house master keys in his hand.

"You used a key?!" Slyvester asked in disbelief. "Don't you know what you did was against the rule?! You opened Ryan’s room without her consent! That's a crime!"

Vincent's eyes widened at him. "No. This is not a crime," he said.

Slyvester and Ryan swallowed.

"I saw you go inside earlier. So, this is not a crime. I am preventing you from doing something." He grinned like a Grim Reaper.

Slyvester voluntarily retreated.

"But if you want a true crime to happen, I'll give it to you," Vincent added, chuckling.

"V-Vincent. C-Calm down." Slyvester stood up and stepped backwards towards the edge of the room. "N-Nothing else happened. B-Believe me."

Because of the noise, Chaylen peeked into Ryan’s room. "What's happening?"

Even Kyle came to the place. "Why?" When he saw Slyvester inside, he gasped, "Ahhh! Slyvester? What are you doing in Ryan’s room?!"

Slyvester looked at Ryan. He signalled her to help him explain. So, Ryan spoke up. "W-We were just talking! Right! Just talking."

Kyle and Chaylen narrowed their eyes.

Slyvester and Ryan thought they might be able to escape. Not until Vincent opened his damn lips again.

"Talking?" Vincent chuckled. "Conversing while Slyvester is lying on the bed, and his hand was inside Ryan’s shirt?”

"Oh shit!" Chaylen cursed. "Slyvester… you PERVERT!”

Kyle gritted his teeth. He immediately pulled Ryan away from Slyvester.

"W-Wait! N-No to...!" Ryan protested. But Kyle finally took her outside.

"Stay there," Kyle said to her before closing the door. Then he locked it.

" Kyle!" Ryan shouted, knocking on her room. "Hey! Open it!" Since the three didn't have plans to let her in, Ryan put her ear to the door.

"W-Wait, folks! I didn't do anything! It was just a kiss!" shouted Slyvester.

"Don't worry. We won't kill you. Just a little beating will do," Chaylen reassured.

After a moment of silence, a scream broke the peace. "Ahhhhhhhhh!"

Ryan closed his eyes at her boyfriend's agony.

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Ryan’s POV

I looked at Slyvester with pity as we held hands around the campus.

"D-Does it still hurt?" I asked.

Slyvester briefly removed the cold can from his cheek. "That's right," he chuckled.

I don't know what his body is made of. Because no matter how badly he was beaten, he could still stand and walk.

Anyway, we need to bear with it. Once I moved out, the three men might stop bullying Slyvester.

Everything will be okay.

"Hey, Slyvester! Wazzup!" Someone greeted my boyfriend. Slyvester paused for short seconds and said hello.

"Hey dude~,” he said before pulling me, “This is my girlfriend, Ryan.”

I shyly smiled at the men who were staring at me. "H-Hello?" I awkwardly greeted.

"Ahhh! Is she the girl you talked to before? Wow. Congratulations," they cheered.

‘Slyvester talked about me with his friends?’

I thought he only talked about me to his close friends. But I almost forgot that Slyvester’s social circle is wide. Everywhere we walked, he knew someone. And then he always introduced me as his girlfriend. Subsequently, they have almost the same answer:

"Ahhh, you're that Ryan. You're so cute. Congratulations!"

"Finally! You did it.”

"Wow! Really? Congratulations! You've been courting Ryan for a while, haven't you?"

"That's my man. I know you can win your girl."

"That's her? The one you're talking about? It's great. I wish you all the best."

Perhaps, this is Slyvester’s love language. He’s a man who is willing to shout to the whole world that we are dating.

‘Aww. How sweet. I really, really love this guy.’

"Let's have lunch together later, shall we?" Slyvester begged me while walking together.

We were still holding hands. I noticed the envious stares of other women around. I am so lucky!

"Sure. What time does your morning class end?"

"Ahmm, around 11. You?"

"12. Go eat first."

"Nope. I'll wait for you."

We smiled at each other.

I'm sad I haven't been able to talk to Terban again. But he may need time. Then everything will be okay. Slyvester and I will be happy every day.

Suddenly, Slyvester’s phone rang.

"Oops, just wait." He let go of my hand to take the cell phone from his pocket.

Unexpectedly, my phone rang too. So, I got it. It's a call from my parents. "Hello?"

"Oh, why, Dad?" I heard from Slyvester.

We looked at each other while conversing with our parents.

[Mil, dear, can we talk to you later after school? Your father and I have something important to say.]

It's instinct. My gut said something terrible would happen soon.

"Huh?! I don't want to!" Slyvester shouted from the side.

We looked at each other again with fear on our faces.