Chapter 50

Anna’s POV

I blinked at him, lips parted, still trying to keep up with what just happened. “Seriously?” I muttered, looking down at where our bodies were still connected. His cock still hard. Still inside me.

I sighed and reached for my phone, squinting at the screen. 3:07 a.m.

“Ughhh,” I groaned quietly, trying to shift, trying to get up, but his arm around me was like a fucking clamp, and he wasn’t letting go.

“Ryan,” I whispered, poking his cheek. Nothing.

I sighed again and let my head fall back on the pillow. “Fine. Fine. I’ll just lie here sticky and full of your cum, you possessive asshole.”

But I smiled.

And then slowly, very slowly, sleep started to drag me under again, and I let it, my last thoughts swimming in a mix of exhaustion, soreness, warmth, and complete cluelessness.

I had no single idea what the hell life was planning to throw at me in the morning.

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Ryan’s POV

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