Ryan’s POV

Despite having the means to travel whenever he liked. There was nothing that Ryan liked more than staying home, especially now that he had someone very wonderful to spend his time with. But unfortunately for him, part of what he did as a businessman, often involved him travelling at the drop of a hat.

That was currently the case.

Some of his investments were running into problems overseas, and Ryan knew that it was better to resolve things before they got too out of hand. Which meant that he would be travelling for a few days, meeting up with several heads of state, making threats where appropriate, and smoothing ruffled feathers where needed. He just knew that it was going to be tedious work, but it needed to be done.

He had already informed Vivian that he would be going. She had not hidden her disappointment on the matter. But she also had not made him feel guilty about it, he was already feeling that enough on his own. Instead, all that she had done was make Ryan promise to come back as soon as possible.

That conversation should have been the last one that they had together while in the same city for quite some time.

It would have been best for Ryan to be at his penthouse, preparing to travel. But as though driven by some invisible force, he found himself going over to Vivian’s apartment and knocking. Vivian, dressed in nothing but a giant shirt and fluffy socks opened the door, and stared at him in surprise. Despite her unflattering outfit, Ryan felt his dick begin to swell.

"May I come in?" He asked, already undressing her with his eyes.

***

’This’, Ryan thought deliriously as he drove into Vivian at a steady pace. ’This is what I need, what I crave’. Each time he thrust into her, her wet pussy swallowed him whole. Those silken walls gripping him so tight, Ryan wondered if a part of her wanted to cut off his dick and keep it in her forever and ever.

Instead of such a thought repulsing him, it made Ryan clench his teeth and drive into her harder, faster. Leaving Vivian a lust-filled mess as she moaned around every thrust, her pupils blown wide with pleasure.

Leaning in to capture her open mouth in his, Ryan swallowed down her warm breath. Feeling as though he were taking a bit of her soul into him. A piece of her that would always be with him. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

It was a ridiculous thought, but it ignited something in him that had him going at her even harder than before. His fingers skimming over her hot sweaty body. His lips left hers, his mouth latching on to whatever bit of skin was available. His teeth grazing her sensitive flesh, and his tongue licking at her in apology whenever she whimpered.

He was so consumed by the pursuit of that pleasure that Ryan almost felt as though he had lost his mind a bit. But he did not even care if her pussy was driving him to insanity.

He needed to feel her, ...to touch her.

Every strand of hair, every square inch of skin.

All of it.

He needed some part of him to have touched it.

Whatever he touched, he could commit to memory. Keep it close and pull it out and use it in the long journey ahead.

"I am going to miss you," Ryan found himself saying as he continued to work himself in and out of Vivian.

Instead of saying something equally sappy like maybe that she would miss him too, Vivian instead looked up at him, a challenge in her eyes.

"Then show me how much," She commanded, her walls clamping down on his dick in a vice grip.

After that, Ryan had no choice but to shut his mouth and focus on the job at hand. Again and again, he speared himself into Vivian’s core, feeling her nether lips stretch to take him in and loving the way that her entire body quivered each time he slid over her sweet spot. They reached their high together, with Vivian’s blunt nails digging into his back, their lips sealed together. Both of them too out of it to even care that they had tears streaming down their faces.

When Ryan finally collapsed on top of her, his dick slipping out of her pussy. He was too drained to even move. Eyes closed as he got himself under control, he made big plans of getting up in an hour or so to go home so that he could finish getting ready. But he sank into a deep sleep without even realizing it.

***

After a night spent in Vivian’s arms Ryan walked into his building feeling as though nothing could bring his mood down.

So of course that was exactly when something brought his mood down and that something happened to be none other than Gwendolyn Stuart the fourth.

"Ryan darling, thank goodness you are here. The security would not let me up to your place. Can you believe it?" Dismissing the security with a wave of his hand. Ryan moved closer to Gwendolyn.

"Get out," He told her flatly and she reeled back like he had just hit her with something.

"But I came to see you,"

"I do not care. Leave," When it looked like she was about to make a scene, Ryan leaned forward so that only she could hear him.

"The only reason I have not done anything to you yet is out of respect for your father. Continue on like this and you will be putting your family’s businesses at risk. Not only that, if you are not out of my sight in the next ten seconds, I will have security toss you out,"

"Ryan..." Gwendolyn did not seem to believe him at all, so Ryan started counting.

"One..."

"Ryan you cannot do this to me,"

"Two..."

"Ryan please, why are you,"

" Three..."

" Ryan Terrell. How dare you treat me this way!" Her look of shock and confusion had now given way to rage. But he did not care, he just carried on counting.

When he got to five, Ryan signaled for the security and they began walking over. At seven, Gwendolyn huffed and gave him a venomous glare. She left Ryan where he stood before the security reached them.

Watching her walk away Ryan exhaled.

As time went on, he was seriously questioning the sanity of his younger self. What had he been thinking dating such a woman?