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A Partner For The Rich Playboy 55...One night stand...
CLAIRE.I watched as Ryan's admirer wouldn't stop grinning and pressing her thick body on Ryan, and I don't think my boyfriend was willing to drop her off to the ground. I bet he's enjoying the feel of her curvy body on his sculptured one. I looked away, trying hard not to act immature about the current situation of my fake boyfriend caring less with the way a girl's sexy thighs are wrapped around his waist. If he wasn't pleased, and he really does care about how I was going to feel, he would have dropped her by now. I don't think a hug supposed last this long? And this isn't even a proper hug to begin with. "Lana..." He called with a gruff in his tone. "Ryan, I missed you so damn much!" Her squeaky voice sounded in my ears. Ryan sighed exasperatedly. "Lana..."She interrupted him again "You didn't tell me you are in Chicago, you know I can always come around when you need me" she winked. Okay, that's it. I'm leaving. I know I shouldn't feel this way, but I can't help it. I just c
A Partner For The Rich Playboy 56...Crazier...
RYAN. I wanted to go after Claire, but Catherine held my arm, smiling inmocently at me. I puffed out my exasperatedly. "Catherine, what is it?"She giggled loudly. God, what's so funny? There's nothing hilarious here right now. Claire walking off in anger is definitely not something to laugh about. "You see my friends over there?" Catherine motioned her head towards a group of girls standing few feet away from us with big grins on their faces. "They dared me to kiss you because they didn't believe I really had sex with someone as hot as you are" "Oh well, congratulations, Catherine, your dumb game just put me in a deep shit" She creased her perfectly carved brows in confusion "What do you mean?"I rubbed my palm over my face "You see, the last time someone shoved her tongue down my throat...." I outstretched my arms backwards towards the direction Claire has walked off to "She took the couch, and before she could sleep on the same bed with me that night, you wouldn't believe I wa
A Partner For The Rich Playboy 57...Kiss me...
CLAIRE. I opened my eyelids slowly and reluctantly. I sat up sluggishly, scanning the room, expecting to see Ryan standing in front of the mirror, trying to button up his shirt hurriedly, and cussing out someone's mother on the phone, but there was nothing like that. The room is so peaceful. I rubbed a palm over my face, sighing deeply as I did. I feel like my bones are weak today. I rolled on the bed and sighted a note on the bedside table, picking it up, I read;'The gym'. I huffed. Even in a note, Ryan still sounds very arrogant, he couldn't even write a simple 'good morning' before anything else. The laziness I felt minutes ago disappeared as I decided to go meet him at the gym. My body and mind is so eager to see his handsome face.For the past few days, it happened that he's the first person I see when I wake up and the last before I sleep, It's a bit weird today isn't the same. The thought of gyming with him today gives an exciting feeling, it's like the way you feel when
A Partner For The Rich Playboy 58...I like Ryan...
CLAIRE. My head is on an unrecognizable cloud, my mind is blown away, my skin is getting too hot, all these are caused by a kiss from Ryan. He's obviously an expert in this, while me? I'm trying to keep up with his professionalism. I withdrew from the kiss, inhaling and exhaling softly over his face. His eyeballs are swirling with an emotion he shows to me whenever we are alone in the bedroom, but this is just.... intense. "Wanna learn more?" He asked against my lips, carrying me up from my thighs against his sculptured body, my legs automatically wrapping around his waist. His large hand covered a whole cheek, to my ear, with his fingers in between strands of my hair. I nodded in response to his question as I can't find my voice for now. He backed me against the wall, pressing his perfect abs on my stomach, and still holding my waist. When he kissed me again, I felt his tongue sliding in this time, and his hand trailing from my thighs to my hips. I can't seem to keep up with Ryan
A Partner For The Rich Playboy 59... After the kiss...
CLAIRE. Ryan and I are going to be making an appearance in an engagement party today, and as always, we are gonna be posing as the most loving couple on earth. If it was weeks ago, I wouldn't have a single problem with that, but now that I'm growing feelings for him, acting all lovey dovey with him would only intensify my likeness for him. I wish I can go back to when we used to fight everyday, things were less complicated then, all we did was argue and throw insults at each other immaturely. Though we still have our childish arguments, but it doesn't change the fact that I have feelings for him. Damn. We agreed not to develop feelings for each other. Anytime I remember the deal we made, there's a headache that comes from nowhere to remind me of how much problem I put myself into. "You look beautiful" He compliments from behind me, halting my train of thoughts. He should stop doing that, he should stop giving me compliments, for fucks sake, it melts my heart. I lifted my head to
A Partner For The Rich Playboy 60... Engagement Party...
RYAN. The engagement party is taking place at the backyard of the house which has been decorated to bring on the engagement vibes. Claire's eyes lit up at the designs of the party, admiring them. The moment we stepped in, I noticed some guys ogling at her lustfully that it irritated me so much. I had to restrain the strong urge to stab my fingers into their eyes so they can stop staring, but there's a particular asshole I really wish to dip a fork into his fucking flirty eyes. George fucking Blake. The guy is a dick, and he really torques me off big time. Claire had sighted him when we were talking with the engaged couple. She smiled at him from where she stood beside me causing me to tense. If the adorable smile had been for someone else like Dave, I might get a little bit pissed, but I wouldn't get too mad. A smile from my girlfriend to an asshole like George is a hell no for me. His stride towards us was a confident one, with a lopsided smile on his face. He congratulated the
A Partner For The Rich Playboy 61...George...
CLAIRE. George has been nothing but nice to me and he helped to serve as the distraction I needed. Ryan thinks the world revolves around him--newsflash, it doesn't. He has been enjoying the company of his female friends which really upsets me, I'm gonna lie. I noticed George likes to smile at people a lot, throwing his nice smile here and there,so like come on! Who wouldn't like him? Tell me, who wouldn't?'Ryan'. Yes, only someone like Ryan wouldn't like George. He has not said a single good thing about the guy since we arrived, he doesn't even want me talking to the dude. He can talk to girls in every functions we attend, while I can't talk to a guy? He is in for a surprise. "You mentioned how you like these decorations" George said, gesturing to the flower designs I never stopped admiring. I smiled, bringing myself back to his discussion "Yes, a lot""Well, you can check out the ones at the front yard with me, if you want" he says with a small smile. "Oh, I'd like that"Georg
A Partner For The Rich Playboy 62...I can see your whole back...
RYAN. "Ryan, please help me with my zip?" She asked for assistance with the zip at the back of her dress, staring at me with uncertainty through the mirror.I hesitated, before stepping behind her, very close to her smooth, naked back, trying all my possible best not to run my eyes all over her exposed, but I'm failing in that task"I can..." I swallowed "I can see your whole back, Claire" I breathed, holding the small butterfly zipper in between my fingers and trying not to take a peek down at her sexy curve shooting out from the stylish dress. She inhaled "That's the first sentence you've said to me in days"I halt, blinking slowly at her. I have been avoiding her for days just to keep my feelings for her locked away. I care for her more than I should, and that feeling is getting me messed up in the head. I think about her too much and go around getting all unnecessarily concerned about her. I want to create space so my feelings for her could die down quick, but I'm not sure if th
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A Partner For The Rich Playboy 77... Blessed...
CLAIRE. I feel my heart softening towards Ryan. I took a sharp breath. "Ryan, you are messing my head up" "I want you back, Claire. I want you for real this time..."I want him in my life too, but... "The contract" I mentioned. "Fuck the contract, it's gonna get terminated" He pushed back his full hair. "I just want you in my life. I wasn't able to sleep well, or eat well. I couldn't even think straight, I felt like I've lost you forever" He whispered. It was obvious he is not the normal Ryan I know, some things are not right about him. I observed him again, and I noticed he lost weight, his dark eyes told me he wasn't getting enough rest and the sincerity in his eyes is so clear and bright, I don't think that can be faked. I gazed at him speechlessly, suppressing the urge to fall into his arms. "What can I do to make you accept me?" He asked slowly. I sighed. "I can go on my kneels right now, right here if you want" He said, rushing his words and sounding eager. I couldn't h
A Partner For The Rich Playboy 76...He hurt you, Claire...
CLAIRE. I cried on Terry's shoulder, and he was nice enough not to ask me questions. When I got home earlier today, he noticed something was off about me and walked after me to my bedroom. As soon as he entered, I unintentionally broke down in front of him. "I feel so down, Terry. It hurts so much" I poured out with croaked voice. "I know, I know" he whispered, smoothening my hair with his palm "I'm gonna kill him"I raised my head from his shoulder to look at him squarely "Please, don't do that, don't hurt him""But, he hurt you" he reminded me softly. "I still love him" I sobbed. He sighed, raking his fingers through his hair. "And please don't tell Charles about any of this" I pleaded, holding his arm."Including the fake relationship?" He asked with a frown. "Yes, please"He reluctantly nodded in agreement "Okay""Thank you"I placed my head on his shoulder to continue my weeping. I can't believe I'm crying over a guy I never had a real relationship with. I'm just so stupi
A Partner For The Rich Playboy 75...I love you, Claire...
CLAIRE. "He proposed to you after the date?" Terry questioned, eyeing the ring from where he sat in the living room. It took me five seconds to answer him as the memory of the day Ryan gave me the ring flashed to my head, I smiled "Yeah, he did"He tilted his head "And you said yes to a fake marriage?" "Lower the volume of your voice, my uncle might hear you" I warned him sternly. "Sorry" he whispered "You said yes to a fake marriage?" He repeated in a whisper. "I did"He closed and reopened his eyes quickly. "Wait, rewind, rewind, rewind" He said dramatically, gesticulating with his hands. "So, you guys were in a fake relationship, yeah?""Yeah" I confirmed. He folded his arms across his chest "Are you telling me the touchy touchy and those seductive looks in the club was all for a show?""I..I think I already had feelings for him at that time" I answered, almost stuttering."The way you look at him..." He narrowed his eyes at me "Explains everything"I twisted the edge of my s
A Partner For The Rich Playboy 74... You're gonna ruin me, baby...
RYAN. "Good morning" Claire's cheerful voice made me turn my head towards the entrance door. The moment my eyes met with hers, all words flew into thin air. Oh, great! I thought my feelings will start to dwindle after the sex we had, instead, the exact opposite is happening. Her morning look can easily pass as my weakness anytime, and then to top it, her beautiful smile. "Hey, I uhmm..." She walked closer to the table "Brought you this" she dropped the plate of sliced apple she was holding on the table. "Thank you" I said slowly, typing with half concentration. "You are welcome" she said in a singsong. I licked my lips, trying not to get distracted by her beautiful face and voice. "So I got your note..." She began.I slowed my fingers on the keyboard, expecting her next words. "You could have just talked to me in person instead of sending a note"I did that because I was avoiding her, avoiding all troubles that came with this romantic feelings, but she's right. Talking to he
A Partner For The Rich Playboy 73...Love can make you a kind person...
CLAIRE. I caressed Ryan's hard-on, watching as he lost all control. I got my own joy from watching his reaction and getting to feel the hardness and hugeness of his dick. "Claire" he breathed "Are you trying to kill me?" His voice was getting unclear and raspy. "We are really doing this...."I gazed at him, and he gazed back with lust filled eyes, then I climbed on his laps to straddle him. "Yeah, we are"I kissed him slowly and teasingly, twisting my body on his thighs. I felt his erection go harder as we progressed with our desirous kiss, it added a whole new fire to how I feel. "Claire, you're gonna be the death of me" he whispered raspingly, and sped up the french kiss afterwards. He pulled my nightie down to my waist, exposing my breasts, and his shirt was off his body too, revealing his attractive naked chest and his little tattoos. He kissed me all over my skin, while I wrapped my hand around the back of his head, whispering his name, then he flipped me over the bed, touch
A Partner For The Rich Playboy 72.... Marriage Proposal...
RYAN. I feel really nervy like I'm about to go for a real marriage proposal tonight. I don't wanna fuck this up. Knowing Claire, one little mistake might make her reject the proposal, fake or not, or she might get into an argument with me and ruin the engagement plans. I breathed out for calmness before going downstairs to meet her, but I when I got there, expecting to see her in her beauty glory, I got disappointed with her absence. I almost rolled my eyes. Girls. I bet she is still taking her time to prettify herself. She is supposed to be the one to wait for me here considering she was the first to start the dress, but look who's waiting now. Soon, I heard the sound of her heels clinking to the tiles as she took slow, majestic steps down the stairs. Oh my God. This girl is beautifully created. Claire is so damn gorgeous.Her black, short gown which stopped above her knees and fitted her body, clinging to the right parts like it was destined for her body, was matching with my u
A Partner For The Rich Playboy 71... I love you...
CLAIRE. After taking a cold shower, I found it very hard to fall asleep. I got out of the room and headed to the kitchen for something to eat, drink , or do, just anything to get Ryan out of my head. I still feel his hands on my body and I want it back there for real. I ended up taking some water before going back to the bedroom. I didn't get completely calmed, but a least the water seems to work to some extent. I wonder if Ryan is has fallen asleep, or he is busy with work on his laptop or probably sorting out some paperwork. The sound of his bedroom door closing told me he is very much wide awake. I got off from the big bed and walked towards the exit of the bedroom, but when I got to the front of the door, I halted. 'What the hell are you doing, Claire?' A sassy voice questioned. Good question. What am I doing?Well, I don't care about what I'm doing, as long as I'm just doing them to remain normal, especially in the head, since all in my brain box is just him. I opened the
A Partner For The Rich Playboy 70...wild imaginations...
RYAN. Claire and I got home safely, and that is enough for me to say a little Thanksgiving prayer under my breath, I mean, it wasn't easy for me with the temptations that kept creeping in while I was handling the wheel.My blood was so hot from desire, and I thought I was the only one that felt it to that degree until Claire took me by surprise by kissing me with the same hotness I feel. The kiss feels really heated, filled with so much passion and unspoken desires. I sat on the couch and with my hands under her thighs, I made her sit on my laps, then palmed both sides of her ass which was shoot out in the short sext dress that clung to her body. She straddled me, kissing me deeply with a hand at the back of my head, massaging my scalp which gave a real soothing feeling. One of my hands crawled under her short dress, making direct contact with her warm, smooth skin while we feast on each other's mouth. My aim is to get my hands up and feel her wetness, because I am so arousrd at
A Partner For The Rich Playboy 69... Nightclub...
CLAIRE. I am trying so hard not to get affected by Ryan but I'm failing that task. It sounds easy, and it should be with any other guy, but trust me, it is not even close to simple when the guy in question is a hot one every girl wants to end up in bed with. During the ride to the nightclub, I caught him taking glimpses at me many times that I ended up losing count. The club, which is the venue for the birthday party is exquisite and full of wealthy people.Glancing at him as I walked side by side with him, I realized he is the same in the business world as he is in this type of wild world, apparently he is popular here too. He doesn't have a smile on his face, and he isn't going for unnecessary chats, just accurate observations gotten with confidence and intelligence. We strode straight to the bar, and ordered our drinks. The birthday celebrant soon noticed us and came over to greet us. The curiousity in his eyes did not go unnoticed by me, but he didn't press us with many quest
