14 The Devil Wicked Ways

{P.O.V. Jennifer Ross-Ryans}

The kiss was calm and slow; then, it became more rough and passionate. When his lips left mine, it left us both a little breathless. Kissing down my neck to the top of my breast. Unzipping the back of my corset, he removes it from my body, making me bare. He continues to kiss down between my breast. Then he puts his mouth around one of my nipples and sucks and nips at it. While his fingers pinched my other after a couple of minutes, he switched.

After a couple more minutes, he continues to kiss down my body. Taking his sweet time like he wanted to have every inch of me. Till he reaches the top of my black laced underwear, placing kisses on my hips as he slides them slowly off my body. Once they were off, he looks up at me with a devilish smile, which made the adrenaline spike up even higher—my womanhood clenching with wanting him. Taking me by surprise, he picks me up with my legs wrapped around him. He lays me down on the bed, staying in between my legs.

"Feeling okay?" He asks. Nodding my head, yes, he just gave me a look.

"Yes." Answering his look of demand. Rolling my eyes at him taking me by surprise, he spanks me.

"Ow!"

"Don't roll your eyes at me, baby doll." He says with daring. I don't understand why, but my inside is clenching even tighter together after he did that. Maybe it was the dare in his voice? Or maybe it was the way he spanked me? Maybe both? Either way, my body responded very well to it.

Kneeling on the bed between my legs and taking off his shirt, tossing it to the floor, he continues his touch. Peeling back my stocking and tossing it to the floor. Placing a kiss on my ankle and continuing up till he reaches the inside of my thigh. He bites it a moan come out of my mouth. Then he would suck, then bite in a different spot and suck again. While doing this continuous routine, he was making his way up to my womanhood. That felt like it was beating so hard I could bust. Then his wicked lips left my thigh and touched my womanhood. Sucking on my little nub, a moan leaves my lips as my inside clench together.

Leaving my little nub, making me wanting his lips again. He does the same thing to the other thigh and back to my little nub, only this time, he stayed between my legs a little longer. After devouring me with his wicked mouth, he strips his pants off and puts a condom on his large erected manhood.

Kneeling once again between my legs, only this time, his manhood was at the entrance of my womanhood. Kissing me roughly, his tongue invades my mouth, his hands grabbing my hips. Without realizing it, the kiss was only a distraction for his manhood to enter my womanhood. Pulling my hips towards him, he pushes his erect manhood inside me. Pulling my lips away from his letting out a painful good moan. At the same time, digging my nails into the back of his neck, both breathing a little heavy.

Starting a little slow and easy, let me know the feeling. He starts to pick up the heat and pumps into me hard. The sensation was painful and wonderful, tense feeling that I had to grab hands full of the sheets. The feeling got so strong that my nails dug into his back, which only made him go harder. With time my moans got louder, and our breathing got heavier. My womanhood was at the top of the peek of letting go. His hands holding mine, he pins my arms down beside my head. A few more good pumps and I let go of that clenching feeling while doing so, a scream past my lips. He must have reached his peak as well, for he pressed himself deep as he could inside me. Both trying to catch out breaths, he places a kiss on my cheek and lays next to me on the bed.

"You alright, Baby Doll?" Kendricks asks.

"Yea... I'm fine." Still feeling a little breathless. He sits up, takes off the condom we used, opens the cabinet door on the nightstand, and throws it away, and looks at the clock.

"We should get some sleep; we have a long day ahead of us." Shaking my head agreeing with him, I didn't want even to move. Even though the sex was fantastic, my insides feel like they have been ripped out. "Let me guess you don't want to move, do you?"

Shaking my head no, he just rolled his eyes at me. Picking me up bridal style, he places my head on the pillows and lays down behind me. Pulling the covers over us and pulling me tightly against him. His warm body felt good on mine; it made the ache between my legs stop. From just an old habit, I had to say goodnight.

"Goodnight, Mr. Ryans." Softly telling him.

"Goodnight, Mrs. Ryans." He softly says back. I have always been used to him, saying, Miss Ross. Now that we're married and him calling me his Mrs., I honestly got to say I quite like it. Calm and relaxed closing my eyes and drifting into sleep.

(P.O.V. Lucia Tanners-Montgomery)

It all started when we were children when I was one year old, and he was four. Somehow our parents knew that we would become best friends. And we did; we were inseparable; we were always getting in trouble with each other. As we hit our preteen years, we would share our darkest secrets. That was also the year Zach came into the picture. Kendrick, Zach, and I were always seen together.

Kendrick was the sweetest person I knew, and that very reason was why I fell in love with him. Not a romantic love but the kind of love you have for a friend that like a brother to you. I have always had an interest in liking Zach romantically. Hell, there were even times Kendrick would help me sneak out of my room at night so that I could be with Zach.

But the day came when everything changed. The day he turned sixteen, his father told him of his life plan for Kendrick. From that moment on, Kendrick started to turn everybody out and slowly became like his Father. He even slowly pushed himself away from me. On the day of his high school graduation, he left without saying a word to anyone, Not even me.

As the years went by, I started to fall more deeply in love with Zach. At the time I was sixteen, my parents told me of their life plan for me. To marry Kendrick, a man that was going to be a true office man. By marrying him, I wouldn't have to work but was expected to carry and take care of his children. Along with his reputation by throwing parties and garden dinners. The thing was I dint want to marry Kendrick; I wanted Zach. His family was rich as well, not as the Ryans but good enough for me. For my parents, it wasn't good enough; they wanted Kendrick. After I heard their life plan for me, I understood why Kendrick got up and left.

For three whole years, Kendrick was gone until he unexpectedly came back home. I was so excited that he was home. I even went to his parent's home to see him again. The moment I got to see him again, he was permanently no longer the guy I knew. The part of my heart that held a place for him was crushed. He wouldn't even talk to me, let alone be in the same room as me.

Later on that night, I could hear my parents talking about where Kendrick's father found him. He was in London this whole time living his dream. They were even talking about how Kendrick's Father forced him back here. Kendrick would do anything for his little brother. The moment he heard of his father's plans for his younger brother, he sacrificed his own happiness. Kendrick even agreed to continue his father's original plans for him. And I was expected to do the same to follow the plan my parents set for me. Kendrick and I were following the plan that we both agreed to.

But as time went on, we both fell in love with each other. To the point, he even asked me if I would marry him willing and not because of a plan. I, of course, said yes, and after that, we got an apartment together. But while Kendrick and I were together, I would sneak behind his back and see Zach.

The day I said yes to Kendrick, I told Zach we couldn't see each other anymore. But Zach begged me to be with him and not Kendrick. Zach told me to pick him or Kendrick. I told him I had no choice but to be with Kendrick. I didn't let Zach know that I fell in love with Kendrick. So Zach asked me to let him make love to me one more time, I agreed. By letting time slip through my fingers, Kendrick ended up seeing Zach and me together.

Never in my life have I seen Kendrick so angry. It like something just snapped in him, and he was no longer the Kendrick I got to know. I tried so hard to explain everything to him. But he wouldn't even give me a chance, and we never talked since that day.

Until I heard about how he was to choose a new bride, I went to his office and tried to convince him not to get married. The cold-hearted man he has become, he told me to get lost. He even asked me why I cared about it? The reason is I still love him, and I don't want any other woman to have him. Even though I'm married to Zach, I am just greedy that way.

Didn't mind the whores he had at night but to have a woman. That could replace something Kendrick, and I once had. A chance that she could make what Kendrick and I use to have even better. Just burrow it ways to my heart. For some reason, I can't allow this to happen. I rather have him alone with his whores than have him be happy with some other woman. I will tear them apart to the point Kendrick won't want her and will want a divorce.