Vivian’s POV

After spending a ridiculous amount of time crying in Amy’s arms before heading home.

Vivian was exhausted.

All that she wanted to do was get inside, shower and go straight to bed. She would think about things necessary for her survival, like eating after she woke up. But as she walked up to her door, Vivian realized that a shower and some rest were not in the cards for her just yet.

Sitting by her door with his head between his knees was none other than Ryan Terrell.

She wanted to turn back around and leave before he saw her, worried that she would not be good company. But her traitorous mouth betrayed her.

"Are you alright?" Vivian asked and his head snapped up. He gave her a bright smile.

"Perfectly fine now that you are here," He told her.

Liar( something was clearly wrong).

Vivian wanted to say that to him, but she kept quiet. Watching instead as Ryan got to his feet and stood beside her while she opened the door for the both of them, the man quietly following her inside.

***

Being bent over the arm of her couch, her pants around her ankles while Ryan had his way with her, had not been in Vivian’s plans for the day at all.

But when she had asked Ryan if he wanted to talk about whatever was bothering him, he’d shaken his head. And had told her that he just wanted to do something that would quiet his mind for a bit.

Something that would make him feel.

It was a plea that Vivian had already answered once before, so she had no trouble doing it again. Just like the last time she could feel his desperation in the way he moved. It was there when he pushed two fingers into her, scissoring her open. He was still desperate when he pulled those same fingers out roughly, dropping to his knees, spreading her cheeks and just going to town on her. Sucking at her clit, and using his tongue to lick at the juices that flowed out of her. He was still desperate when he mounted her. The head of his dick pushing in before the rest of him followed. Ryan not stopping until he was buried all the way to the hilt, barely giving her a chance to adjust to the feel of him before he was moving.

It hurt so good that Vivian could not help but move with his thrusts. Wanting him to never leave her walls while at the same time being addicted to the feel of him sliding in and out of her. When he pushed her down and literally began bouncing on her, she lost the ability to speak completely. Not even able to say his name as his dick glided over her sweet spot.

When he pulled her up, their body still joined thanks to his dick. Vivian did not fight him.

She went willingly as he rearranged her on the soft carpet, letting loose a desperate cry when he slid out.

Ryan, eyes still fixed on her, pulled her pants off all the way and settled in between her legs. Reaching up, he grabbed her blouse and pulled, buttons flying everywhere as he revealed the body beneath.

His eyes dragged over her, there was no disgust nor revulsion as he palmed her boobs through her bra, instead there was only lust...hunger.

He was still looking at her like that, when he popped the head of his dick back into her. Taking it slow, opening her up more tenderly than he had the first time.

When he was all the way in, Vivian used her pussy to hug his dick, loving the way he gave a full body shudder at that.

"Vivian," He rasped.

And she gave him a smile that was all teeth, "Move," She commanded, and Ryan Terrell, the billionaire, a man who’d probably never taken orders from anyone in his life, obeyed her without a second thought. It was power like Vivian had never felt before. She could not stop looking at him, as he thrust into her, and he too did not tear his eyes away from her. His body gleaming with sweat from the effort of what he was doing.

Ryan ran his hands over her, and when he lowered his head to capture her lips in a kiss, Vivian met him halfway.

When his pace became erratic, signaling that he was about to come, she dug her fingers into his back. Sucking his tongue in the same way that her wet pussy was doing to his dick, and that was all that it took for Ryan to fall apart. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

His dick split her so good that Vivian came too. This time when he tried to roll off of her, she locked her legs around him.

"Stay," She begged him, and he did, not pulling out even as he began to soften, going half-hard still filling Vivian in a way that made her feel complete.

’Here is a man who likes my body just as it is. Every blemish every stretch mark, all of the softness. He sees that and gets aroused instead of repulsed’,

Vivian told herself, as she continued to massage Ryan’s dick with her core. A shocked gasp escaping her when she felt him begin to harden again. The man’s hips already moving, as his dick filled with blood again. Ryan had said that he wanted to feel, and she would be making sure that he truly felt her.

***

Morning found Vivian deliciously sore in all of the best places.

She would have loved nothing more than to stay in bed, cuddled up in Ryan’s arms, but she had responsibilities, and so being careful not to wake him, she snuck out of bed and went to get ready for the day. Instead of rushing out the door once she was done, she took the time to make pancakes. Leaving them out for Ryan to find when he woke up.

At the door she hesitated before turning back. It was the work of a few seconds to tear a page and write a simple note. That done, Vivian finally made her way to work.