Ok I stuff up... last two chapter are called fifty-five. The chapters are good the last one should have been called 54. Hope you enjoyed the last two chapters. Writing like this isn't easy. You have to make it believable, and all the body parts have to line up... no pun intended. I do think I'm over my writer's block. Feedback welcome Love Billie
Ryan pulled out of Tally with a groan, his body slick with sweat and their release. Without giving her a moment to catch her breath, he swiftly lifted her from the bed. Her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist as he carried her toward the bathroom. The cool air hit her skin, making her shiver, but Ryan’s warmth was like a warm blanket at her front, her breast pressed against his chest.Ryan set her down gently on the tiled floor of the shower. Tally felt as limp as a noodle and would have fallen to the tile floor had he not kept one arm around her waist. He reached inside the shower and turned on the diverter. The sound of water running filling the small space. He adjusted the temperature until it was just right, then stepped under the spray, taking her with him.Tally moaned as the warm water cascaded over her, washing away the remnants of their intense encounter. She could feel the tension in her muscles begin to melt away, replaced by a deep sense of relaxation. At least she
Tally awoke before Ryan as the early morning light filtered through the curtains. She turned her head to gaze at him, his peaceful face in deep slumber, and felt a warmth spreading through her chest.Last night, they had begun bridging the gap between them. This new aspect of their married life had taken her by surprise.Everything that had happened felt so right. At least now she knew what he had been keeping hidden from her before the accident. Without his memory, he had shown her everything.She lay there for a moment, delicately tracing the lines on his face with her finger. If she were to lift the hair that had fallen over his face, she would find the only physical reminder of their accident. She wasn’t sure if she should be happy that he had lost his memory.Her thoughts drifted to the intensity of their encounter, the way he had taken control, and how she had willingly responded. It was a side of Ryan she had never witnessed before. She couldn’t help but wonder if this was alway
Ryan’s office door slammed shut behind him as he stormed in, his eyes blazing with fury. After his workout with Marty down in the office gym. He had just received an email from Holly containing a video.He had started to play it until a few seconds in he had realized it had been an altercation between Ashely and Tally. Ryan had paused the video. So no one else could hear. He found an empty room. Then let the video play. Tally had got Ashley to admit years of lies, and her latest scheme, and the contents were damning.The evidence was clear: Ashley had been manipulating him, feeding him false information about Tally, and orchestrating a campaign to drive them apart. Ryan’s hands clenched into fists as he replayed the conversations in his mind, realizing now how easily he had been swayed by her lies.The thing that had hurt him the most was the lie about the baby. When that part of the conversation between the two women had played, it had almost knocked him to the ground? The baby he had
Tally walked into the dimly lit house. She was so mentally tired from everything that had happened during the day’s events. The soft glow of candles flickered throughout the living room, casting a warm, inviting light. She hoped Ryan hadn’t cooked dinner because if he had; she was really late. Looking at her phone, she saw it was 9:17pm.“Ryan?” she called out softly, her voice barely above a whisper.There was no immediate response, but as she stepped further into the room, she moved through the house and noticed the bedroom door was slightly ajar. Her pulse quickened, a feeling of anticipation stirring within her. She approached the door cautiously, her hand rested against the wood for a moment before she pushed it open.Her eyes scanned the room, finally landing on Ryan, who stood in the bathroom doorway. He was wearing only his boxers and an expression that was unreadable, but there was a fire in his eyes that sent a shiver down her spine. She had been looking forward to coming hom
The next day, Tally returned home from work after Ryan because she had stopped at the grocery store to pick some things up for dinner. Ryan was already there, his expression serious. He was standing by the window, looking out at the skyline. She could sense that something was on his mind, and her heart skipped a beat as she wondered what he was thinking about. With so many things unresolved between them. Tally knew she had read too much into every expression from him lately.“Hey,” she said softly, stepping into the room. “You look like you’ve got a lot on your mind.”Ryan turned to face her, his eyes dark with emotion. “I do,” he admitted. “I invited Noah over. I need to tell him the truth about everything.”Tally felt a pang of sympathy for both men. Noah deserved to know the truth, but she knew it would be devastating for him. “Are you sure this is the right time?” she asked, her voice gentle as she placed her shopping bags in the kitchen.Ryan nodded. “Yes. It has to be done. I can
Tally stood in front of the mirror, her breath catching as she took in the sight of herself. The gown Holly had helped her pick out clung to her curves like a second skin, its deep emerald fabric shimmering under the soft lighting. The plunging neckline left little to the imagination, and the slit up the side revealed just enough leg to be tantalizing. She felt confident and undeniably sexy. Before becoming Ryan’s wife, if she had to attend an event like this with him, she would have just worn a plain black dress.“You look stunning,” Ryan’s voice came from behind her, sending a shiver down her spine. She turned to see him leaning against the doorframe, his eyes dark with desire. He was dressed in a tailored tuxedo that accentuated his broad shoulders and lean frame. His hair was perfectly styled, and his jaw was clean-shaven. He looked every bit the part of the wealthy businessman he was.“Thank you,” Tally replied, her voice low and sultry. “Holly has great taste.” Tally looked back
Ryan’s eyes widened in shock at Tally’s words. He stared at her. Tally saw his mind working. Thinking god only knows what.“John Benson is your brother?” Ryan said with clipped tones.Tally confirmed his suspicion. “He is my brother,” she repeated, her voice barely above a whisper. The revelation hung heavy in the air between them. His eyes darkened.“Excuse us, Noah,” Ryan said, his tone firm. He placed a hand on Tally’s lower back and guided her away from the busy ballroom, where anyone could hear them. As they stepped out onto the veranda, they could still hear the noise and conversations of the guests within the ballroom, but muffled now.The veranda was dimly lit, with soft lanterns casting a gentle yellow glow over the stone floor. Tally moved away from the doors leading back into the ballroom and put some distance between her and Ryan. She was worried about what he could be thinking right now. She was Barry Benson's daughter. Would he think she was a company spy? The Ryan she ha
Ryan and Tally bid farewell to Noah, who offered a hug and a reassuring smile to Tally as they parted ways. The night air was cool against their skin as they stepped into the waiting limousine. Ryan’s hand found Tally’s, his fingers intertwining with hers as he pulled her close.“You were amazing back there,” Ryan murmured, his breath warm against her ear. “I’m proud of you.”Tally leaned into him, her head resting on his shoulder. “I’m surprised he was there tonight. Barry doesn't do charity events. I’m glad I had you by my side when he confronted me like that.”The limo glided through the city streets; the lights blurring outside the tinted windows. Ryan’s hand moved to her thigh, his touch light but deliberate. He traced small circles with his thumb, sending shivers up her spine. “You know,” he said, his voice low and teasing, “I can’t help but think about what we could be doing right now if we had more time.” Tally knew he was changing the subject. She couldn’t help but think he wa
Tally looked up from the textbook she was reading when Ryan came through the front door.“Hello lover.” Tally knew the time was just after 1pm. She had only just eaten lunch, so it was early for Ryan to be home.Ryan stopped, raised an eyebrow in her direction. “Lover?”“Well, yes, are you hoping to get lucky before my husband gets home? You could be in luck.” Tally grinned at him, looking down at her bare wrist as if she was checking the time. “He doesn’t normally get home for hours.” This reminded her of teasing him at the office after they had had made love in an underground parking lot on the way to work.Ryan smirked, his eyes filled with a mischievous glint. “Well, if luck is on my side, then who am I to resist?” he replied, inching closer to Tally. Their playful banter had always added an exciting element to their relationship.As Tally playfully tapped her chin, pretending to consider the proposition. “Hmm, I’m not sure I should. My husband is so good in bed and well… out of it
Tally nodded, her heart swelling with love for this man who loved her just how she was. Never wanting to change her. He had fallen in love with her twice. She couldn’t imagine her life without him and the baby they were eagerly expecting. “I’m so grateful that everything is OK,” she said.Ryan’s eyes locked with hers, his gaze filled with an intensity that made her breath catch. “I love you, Tally. I can’t imagine a world where we’re not together. We have so much to look forward to, and I promise to protect you and our baby with everything I have,” he vowed, his voice filled with emotion.Tears streamed down Tally’s cheeks as she reached for Ryan’s hand, squeezing it tightly. “I love you too. I really didn’t know what I had until you lost your memory. It was like my world had ended.” She whispered.Ryan climbed onto the bed beside Tally, careful to not jostle her at all. Ryan laid down, pulling her back in his arms as they both settled into a warm embrace. The rhythmic beeping of the h
Tally, Ethan, and Holly left the building at noon to go grab some lunch later that day. Ryan was having a workout with Marty during lunch.When she told him she was leaving, Tally promised to bring something back for him. Tally was finding it hard to work with her husband, often wanting to strip his clothes off at work and beg him to take her. But they had made a deal. The workplace was not the ideal location.“Damn hormones.” Tally said under her breath.“What.” Holly asked.Tally shook her head. “I’ll tell you after we order.”They looked over the menu before placing their orders. Once the server left. Tally said to her friends. “My hormones are all over the place with this pregnancy. Sometimes I want to shout at Ryan and call him an asshole for no reason or a want to rip his clothes off at the office.” Tally felt safe telling her friends how she was feeling. They had never gossiped behind her back.Holly grinned while Ethan laughed, saying. “Oh, honey, I can see the attraction. If h
“Beautiful,” he whispered, his voice filled with ore. Before he leaned in with his tongue, flicking out to taste her. Tally’s entire body jerked in response, her nails digging into the mattress as she struggled to stay still.Ryan’s tongue explored her folds, mapping out every sensitive spot with meticulous care. He teased her clit with gentle flicks, earning a choked cry from Tally. Her hips writhed beneath him, her breathing growing ragged as he continued his relentless assault.“Ryan,” she panted, her voice strained with desperation. “Please, I need...” Tally felt all her nerve ending zero in on every little movement Ryan made.Ryan lifted his head, a predatory smile curling his lips. “You need what, Tally?” he asked, his voice dripping with wickedness.“I need you,” she admitted, her cheeks flushing with excitement. “I need to feel you, Ryan. Please.” Ryan stripped the teddy from her body quickly.Ryan’s eyes darkened with desire, his cock twitching as he positioned himself at her
Three weeks later Tally and Ryan, with their entourage, burst into the boardroom of Benson Developments, their presence commanding immediate attention. The room fell silent as every eye turned to them. Tally’s face was a blank mask. She was wearing a scarlet red skirt suit, which contrasts with the cold, sterile room. Ryan stood beside her, his tailored suit exuding authority, his jaw set in determination.Barry Benson, the current CEO, looked up from his seat at the head of the table, his face paling at the sight of them. John, who sat to her father’s right side, narrowed his eyes, clearly sensing the impending storm.“Barry,” Ryan begins, his voice cutting through the silence like a knife, “you’re fired.”Barry’s mouth opens and closes, but no sound comes out. His hands grip the edge of the table, knuckles turning white as he struggles to process the words. Beside him, John leaps to his feet, his face twisted in outrage.“You can’t do this!” John shouts, pointing an accusing finger a
During that week, they had invited a select few to come to their home on the weekend. Ryan’s parents, Paul and Brenda, were among those included in the guest list. They were overjoyed to see Tally and showered her with hugs and kisses upon their arrival. They were relieved that Ryan had regained his memories.Brenda also shared with Tally that Ashley’s parents were not handling their daughter’s actions well. It was apparent to everyone that they found it distasteful. As a result, Ashley was no longer welcome in their circle. Holly and Ethan were the next to arrive, closely followed by April.When Tally invited April, she gave her the heads-up that Noah had also been invited. Tally assured April that she would understand if she didn’t want to come because her husband would be there, but she secretly hoped that she would. April had devoted the last five years of her life to take care of her ailing father, leaving little time for herself.Noah was the last to arrive, and Tally wasn’t sure
“I heard enough,” Ryan replied with a smirk. “But Tally, your money isn’t important to me. I love you for who you are, not for your wealth. Give it to charity or save it for our children. I have enough for the both of us.” He eyed her for a moment before adding. “I know you have your reasons for wanting to buy your father’s company. Just promise me that you won’t let it consume you. Revenge can be a dangerous game.” Tally sighed and walked over to her husband, wrapping her arms around him, leaning back to look at his face. “I promise, Ryan. This is not about revenge for me. Well, maybe a little, but mostly it’s about protecting the people who work there, and making sure my father can’t continue to hurt anyone else. Money is just a means to an end. The money has sat there all this time. I only live on my wages paid by you, and now my inheritance is going to do some good.” Ryan nodded, understanding the determination in her eyes. As his arms circled her waist. “One thing I don’t unders
Ryan and Tally sat side by side at the breakfast table. Ryan sipped his coffee, which she was still missing. “You have coffee envy.” He grinned at her. “Oh, shut up.” Tally said in a huffy tone, as she drank her decaf tea. Ryan placed his free hand over her belly. “It’s for a good cause. You are growing our baby.” His phone beeped to let him know he had a message. Taking his hand from her stomach, he picked up his phone. “It’s from Noah. He sent me the link for the media release about Ashley and Blake.” He let her know. As they read the explosive media story that had broken overnight. The article was damning, detailing Ashley’s lies and deceit, and Blake’s infidelity in intricate detail. Ryan’s eyes scanned the text rapidly. Tally, on the other hand, took her time, letting the words sink in, feeling a strange mix of vindication and sorrow for those who would inevitably be hurt by the truth. Ryan handed her the phone so she could read it at her own pace. When he saw the look on her
Ryan took a few more minutes, his mind racing as the memories fully settled in. The realization of Tally’s pregnancy hit him like a brick wall, filling him with a mixture of joy and protective instinct. He finally moved the car back into traffic, gripping the steering wheel tightly as he navigated through the evening rush hour. Ryan relived the car accident that had caused him to lose his memory of his wife. Remembering that she was pregnant helped him understand why he might have erased her from his memory. Of course, this was just his own speculation, since he wasn’t a psychologist. Nonetheless, knowing that she was pregnant and unable to prevent the accident, he blamed himself for the collision. So, his subconscious mind had effectively removed the problem. Ryan thought that perhaps the recent near miss with another car, and his instinct to protect her by putting his arm across her body to save her, had triggered his memories to resurface. Now that he had his memories back, Ryan