Chapter forty-seven(The imaginary intimacy)

I ran inside my room, closing the door behind me. I released a hard breath with my hands placed on my chest, my heart kept heaving up and down. What just happened in there? Why was Ryan sniffing and hugging me from behind? I asked myself with confusion in my tone.

He even went to the extent of telling me to wait for him, I am afraid. Not like I don't want him, my whole body craves his touch. The sudden retreating of his hand makes my body feel cold. I yearned to be beside him which is still strange to me. He is the only thing that I got to think about every damn time. The image of him engraved on my head is too impossible to erase. I want his hand all over me, his warm breath tickling me, and his luscious plump lips on my body. Smooching and leaving hot sensitive kisses from my neck down to my breasts, nipping and sucking them.

I want him quietly spanking and pinching my ass, then slowly moving his blessed hand upwards, stopping at my breast, and taking my hard nipple into his savory