Desire

"Please don't hold back!"

Hearing those words, Ryan's hands shivered and his throat dried up. He tried swallowing his saliva, but it did not help him much. His desire to touch her was still barely under control a moment ago, but now, a stronger urge began filling his mind completely, slowly stripping him of rational thoughts.

Hug her back… Hug her...

His own voice kept resounding in his mind like a devil luring him to perform bad deeds. Everything he felt intensified, teasing and seducing him into giving in to his desires. Her soft body was like an aphrodisiac to him.

Her soft fingers touching his back, leaving burning traces that refused to go away…

Her ample chest that pressed against his own, rubbing against him with each hurried breath she took…

Her heart that pounded rapidly, matching his heartbeat as if they were a pair of horses galloping through the endless grasslands…

Her sweet fragrance that entered his lungs with each waft of air he took, causing the burning desire inside him to flare up more. All that was left was to put his arms around her…

How could he escape from the jail she set up for him? How could he resist giving in to his desire?

Ryan could no longer ponder over those questions anymore as his mind had centered on Rose as its center. His arms moved first, slowly closing in towards her bottom. He no longer held back.

Rose had long prepared herself to be hugged by this kind stranger but when his hands covered her butt, gently grasping it, her eyelids trembled and her mouth opened in shock. She clenched her fingers on his shirt as to signal him of her disapproval. Thankfully, he lifted his hands, making her think he stopped.

In reality, his thoughts had long fled him and he was purely acting on instinct. How could he have stopped?

His palms traveled upwards, starting from her butt, as if he was savoring the perfect shape and firmness of her body. Even though Rose wore his hoodie, she could not escape being felt up by him. His warm hands caused her to shiver, and as he glided his thumbs from her belly to her sides, tickling her in the process, she had to bite her lip to stifle a moan.

Ryan was in his own wonderland, marveling at the treasure in front of him, but Rose was panicking internally. She did not expect that a spontaneous hug would lead to such an outcome.

"Ahh! Why is he touching me all over? Just put your arms around me!" Rose cried out to herself, hiding her flushed face by laying her head on his shoulder.

Her nerves were a wreck. She could hear her dad already stopping the car next to them—she had no other choice but to put up with Ryan. No other man had ever touched her this way, her most intimate moment so far being a normal hug.

His big and warm hands crept upwards, seizing her whole upper body as if it was his to caress and explore. She did not know from where did he get the confidence to treat her like this but then she recalled her own last words.

"'Please, don't hold back.' Aaah! Why did I say it like that?!" Rose lamented internally, not expecting he would take her outburst literally. She was not used to such sensations, and she could not fully decide if she liked it or not. "Should I stop him now?"

Ryan's hands were slowly skimming her sides, and his thumbs would soon reach her breasts. Knowing what would happen next was bound to be much more embarrassing, she would rather avoid it entirely.

Her plan was to push Ryan away as soon as her dad climbed down the car, then convince her parents that Ryan is her boyfriend. However, for some reason, her dad was not acting his part properly. She knew that he could already see the couple. She expected him to storm out of the car and break them apart in rage, but several seconds had passed yet he did not make a sound.

Then, she recalled the pictures of multiple men her mother placed in front of her earlier and made her decision.

"Just a bit more… I can't give up now," Rose thought, taking the future in her hands. "I won't let them control my life… Never!"

Ryan could not hear her thoughts and continued the journey around her body, sliding his thumbs on her side-boobs before embracing her, rubbing her back with both hands. His face was buried in her hair and thankfully, he finally calmed down.

They stayed intimate in that position for more than a minute and Rose realized something.

She did not dislike it.

There was no disgust nor discomfort, despite the long hug. She felt warm, cozy and safe, the last one being a surprise for her. Ryan was, after all, a complete stranger.

"Since when am I this shameless?" Rose asked herself, knowing her old self would never allow such a situation. She had forgotten her dad waiting in the car or all the stress caused by her arrange marriage problems. As minutes dragged on, she could finally say she enjoyed this long hug.

Just when she found herself calming down, Ryan moved. He turned them around with his back facing the car and started entwining his left hand into her hair. At the same time, he leaned over and kissed her earlobe, slowly pulling her face away from his neck.

They eventually switched their places with his lips finding their way to the smooth curve of her neck, leaving a trail of featherlight kisses behind. His mouth was so gentle and delicate that only after his second love bite did she awaken from her reverie.

He was kissing her neck!

Before she could react, Ryan kissed her neck for the third time. This time, he was more aggressive. He cupped the other side of her neck to pull her closer, and with his lips still on her skin, he sucked on it. Hard.

"Ahh…"

A soft, uncontrollable moan left her mouth as she dug her nails into his back. She did not even push him away but instead enjoyed it. She immediately blushed, surprised by her own reaction.

During her confusion, Ryan did not relent kissing her neck. Just as she decided to stop him, she suddenly froze upon hearing the sound of a car window being opened.

'Dad!' she exclaimed internally, finally recalling where she was and why she was in such a situation in the first place. All this time, her dad was in the car parked in front of them, waiting for her this whole time.

She no longer hesitated and put her hands to the front, sliding them in between Ryan and her with the intention to push him away to separate them. Ryan seemed oblivious to her action, as he was still holding her tightly, kissing and sucking on her neck despite the obvious danger stemming from her dad.

"Rose," a solemn voice reached them from the car, "are you done?"

Rose panicked and continued to push Ryan away. Unfortunately, it was not as easy as she thought. She only separated them enough to see his face and just as she was about to open her mouth to berate him, their gazes interlocked.

She had never seen such deep and overwhelming desire in anyone's eyes like his at that time.

Ryan's lips were trembling from excitement, and his eyes looked at her as if he wanted to swallow her whole, like a wolf holding his prey by the neck right before ravaging it in delight.

Just as fear began filling her body, Ryan blinked a few times as if he had woken up and the never-ending desire in his eyes disappeared. It got quickly replaced by helplessness and shame.

"I warned you… I can't control it…" Ryan muttered as he set her free, staring at her with guilt. His gaze was kind and gentle once more, and this allowed her to breathe again, but she was left with many questions that bothered her.

"Rose?" Her dad's voice reached them once again, stopping her from questioning him on the spot.

"I'm coming, dad!" she called out across Ryan's shoulder. Then, she poked him on the chest with her finger. "Stay here, don't move anywhere."

This was not over yet. She could not let him go this easily after what he did to her.

Pulling up the red hood to cover her neck, she turned and ran towards the black limousine parked on the side of the road. Her dad was at the backseat, looking sternly at her. Despite being above fifty years old, he had long and lush black hair that even she, as his daughter, found enviable.

Rose expected him to scold her, but he stared at her calmly.

"Is that the boyfriend you talked about?" her dad asked after a moment of silence. He spoke quietly enough only the two of them could hear him.

Rose glanced at Ryan, wondering what she should say but in the end, she nodded, knowing her dad would go mental if she were to respond otherwise. Now, there was no return from the path she had chosen.

Her dad stared at Ryan and did not question her further. Instead, he suggested something else.

"How about you invite him for lunch? I will talk to your mother about this."