RYAN.Dave folded his arms across his broad chest confidently. Maybe that's why my sister is falling for him. She always tries to deny her attraction towards Dave but I know she wants to end up on the same bed with him one Saturday morning. "I like Claire. I like her vibes,...""But?" I inputed for him."But she's not exactly my type. She's hot and beautiful,but I prefer....""Red haired girls with green eyes?" I finished for him, my voice and facial appearance as hard as steel. "Uhm. I wasn't trying to describe your sister?""You don't sound sure" I pointed out. I've always been suspicious of their relationship since the time I met him in her bedroom, sitting on her bed. Cassie had looked surprised and nervous but quickly covered that up with a wide smile and told me Dave was in her bedroom to drop off something. I didn't question anyone, I'd simply nodded and waited for him to leave her room."Your sister was a brunette,a natural brunette before she dyed her hair to red" He's go
RYAN. In the car, Claire had stretched foward a familiar small bag which I guessed contained the black T-shirt she wore on the rainy day. "Don't worry about it. You can keep it" I said casually. "I made sure it's dry cleaned" she mentioned. "Good for you" I replied. She rolled her eyes. "Rich kids like you don't value things like this anyways""Last I checked I'm not a kid. I should be the one calling you a kid instead"I have to keep my tongue in check, this is not the time to piss her off,but then it's still hard not to give replies to her sharp words. "What do you mean 'rich kids like me' anyways?" I asked slowly. "Never mind"I frowned at her curt response. I kept my eyes on the windshield without uttering a word. The car was as silent as a graveyard. Deep down I was nervous on how to start the conversation. This is Claire we're talking about here,not an ordinary girl I want for satisfaction of my sexual desires or something. This is the fierce Claire that could cut off my
CLAIRE.When Ryan had asked me to be his date like I don't have a choice than to accept him, I got really enraged. I mean come on,he's the one who needs my help here,not the other way round. I'd calmed down a bit when he stopped me from leaving. I've not even completely taken in his request to make me his date when he brought up his need to make me his girlfriend. I was shocked. I wish he would tell me it was a joke,but if there's one thing I'm sure I know about Ryan,it's the fact that he doesn't joke around, especially not with sensitive things like this. He mentioned the benefits that came with becoming his girlfriend which includes being responsible for my Uncle's meds fee whenever his sickness comes up again, and then I agreed. We talked about the rules and regulations. "Are we gonna have sex?" I asked bluntly. "We don't need to have sex if you don't want to, but touching, kissing,PDA are all involved" He answered with his usual casual tone,then he added with a more serious
RYAN. I rapped at the door afront me like a gentleman,but deep down I was getting impatient at the lack of response. I heard voices within and muffled sounds of footsteps. She better get this door open now. As if my thoughts were heard,the door opened. I was expecting a surprised looking Claire,but I got nothing like that. Instead,I saw an attractive teenage boy with a pleasant smile. He gave me a once over and a look of disapprobation crossed his face. He was definitely expecting someone else,so was I. "I need to see Claire" I said firmly. He furrowed his brows "Why?"I looked fixedly at him."You know what? Never mind" He said and turned his head backwards. "Claire, someone's here, said he needs to see you!" He shouted at the top of his lungs. I almost rolled my eyes. Is that necessary?He turned his head towards me, staring at me in a studying manner while I pocketed my hands to wait for Claire. His eyes dropped to the action and then went up to meet my eyes. He narrowed his e
CLAIRE.The date was taking place in a very beautiful and expensive restaurant. I love the quiet environment,the decorations,the services of the waiters and waitresses,the menu,I love everything about this place,it's ten times better than where I work or worked now since I already got fired.Yeah, my boss ended up firing me when I took an excuse off work today. That woman is crazy,but Ryan is crazier. I wonder why he prefers to eat at other restaurants less expensive than this one. He's been grumbling about how this place doesn't have the homey aura he wanted. I wonder what exactly isn't homey about this place?The restaurant I worked in is also an expensive restaurant,at least to middle class people like me, not to someone like Ryan,but this restaurant is far more expensive.The food served is also delicious that I wished I had more. Everything here is perfect. "I like you,Claire right?" Ryan's sister said. A naughty red haired with sharp remarks just like her brother,but her rem
RYAN. "Fuck,fuck,fuck" I cursed under my breath as I watched Claire walk away angrily. "Claire...." I called quietly, but she was already out of earshot but not out of the restaurant yet. I ran my fingers through my hair, regretting the words I said to her. The only solution to my problems is walking away right now. I fucked this up. I always fuck things up and I've done it again. "Well?..." I heard Cassie's high pitched voice."Well what?!" I snapped at her "Hey easy...." Roy's voice was soft and calming "A normal guy would go after her" Cassie chuckled "Did you forget Ryan is an abnormal guy?"Is that how even my close family members view me? My expression showed nonchalance to her hurtful words,but I knew within me that those words affected me. "I'm not abnormal" I blurted out, strongly disagreeing with her.I was conscious of the gawks I got as the words came out. "Geez, people,stop gaping at me" I rolled my eyes to feign indifference "I'm really normal. Why is that so ha
CLAIRE.I was dumbfounded at Ryan's action. His hands roaming my body, his voice going seductively whispery in my ear and then as if that wasn't enough, perceiving the heavenly scent of his cologne were all too much for me to handle at once. I felt an unexplainable spark from his touches."Will you go to the party?" I heard him asking,his hands roaming my back soothingly.Why are bad people experts at good things. I swallowed. "Is that uhm...is....is that uhh..." I stammered, getting affected by his touch as I can't remember the last time I got touched that way.Help me please, what was I about to say again?"Act affectionate for once" He ordered. "What...what the hell do you want me to do?" I almost wanted snap at him but his hands on my body was really affecting my mode of speech and would not allow me to."I don't know okay? Just do something!"That rough whisper again.I pouted my lips,unsure of what to do at the moment. I looked at him and placed both of my hands on his broad
RYAN. I studied Claire's reaction as she scanned Wally's environment and I could see she was impressed. Her eyes had shone brightly like she was in a wonderland. She smiled adorably at me. "I love this place. It's so beautiful"It's been a while she gave me a smile as nice as that, I honestly miss that. Wally's party is just like old times, the settings is exactly like the high school one. The guy doesn't wanna grow up. "Wow, I love this party already" Claire commented beside me. I glanced at her face, she was grinning from ear to ear. Her pretty face was glowing and her white pearly teeth added to her beauty. I looked around me, I caught some guys staring lustfully at her while she's oblivious to their stares. I wrapped my hands around her bare shoulder possessively, surprising Claire and myself too. My hands got the unfamiliar light tingles I feel from making physical contact with her. It happened the last time I touched her too. Claire gave me a sharp questioning look, stif
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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