Chapter 47

Ryan’s POV

“Huh?” Anna gasped, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes still wide and disbelieving as if she couldn’t believe what just happened, but I couldn’t even reply, couldn’t think, because my cock was still throbbing in pain, aching from the way I stopped midway, still hard, still heavy, still leaking, still needing the release my body had been begging for.

“Fuck—” I muttered under my breath as I fumbled with my belt, unbuckling it in seconds, desperate, frantic, knowing I wouldn’t last long if I didn’t do something fast. I pulled down my pants just enough and grabbed my cock, which was so hard it hurt, red and pulsing, wet at the tip, angry from being denied what it had been buried in seconds ago.

Anna didn’t even hesitate.

She dropped to her knees right in front of me as if it was instinct, as if she needed to finish what we started just as badly as I did, her hand wrapping around my shaft while making me grunt out loud because it felt so