The story is a little cringy at the start but it gets better when you are about chapter four.
Sophia Raven is a sassy, but nice girl who happens to have an older brother. She's also friends with his best friend, Ryder Gray. They have deeper feeling...
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While Ryder works on his computer I'm reading a book online since I forgot to bring my book. I'm still on his lap and with one hand on the keyboard and the other around my waist it's quite comfy.
I hear his phone beeping and he stops the alarm on it. "Okay it's time for you to eat lunch." He opens his briefcase and pulls out a lunch box.
"So we have Fettuccine Alfredo, some fruit and water for you. Enjoy." He picks up a fork and hands it to me. He catches my wrist and looks at it closely.
"What happened? Did someone touch you?" Shoot, I totally forgot about the bruise. I try to pull my hand back, but it's no use.
"I asked something. Who?" He looks at me with so much anger, but not for me, it's for the person who hurt me. Now I could lie, but he would immediately figure it out and I wouldn't get out really lucky.
"Um Johnny just grabbed it a little to harsh, but it was an accident."
"Why did he grab you in the first place?"
"He wanted to talk?" It comes out more like a question. "About?" I sigh, knowing I'm not getting anywhere whit this.
"About you. About how whatever that is going on between the two of us I have to end it and that you are not not interested in the slightest bit in me, you're just too kind to say anything."
"Well, when I see your brother again he's dead. He does not tell me or you how to feel for someone and if I have to, I will fucking knock it into his small head." A knock interrupts us and uncle Ricky steps inside.
"Hey dumbass, oh hey Sophia." I give him a little wave. "Whatcha two doing here?"
He looks at our position and smirks. "Friends, huh?" He wiggles his eyebrows.
"Yes." I reply and Ryder pinches my hip.
"Well it definitely didn't look like it when yesterday you run out of a meeting when she called."
I turn to Ryder. "You did what?" I ask him in shock. He shrugs and tries to feed me.
"You needed me so I had to." I push his hand away and glare at him.
"Oh, that looks good." Ricky points to my food.
"You can have some, if you want." Before he could take the box, Ryder does.
"No. You need to eat and we are not giving the fat uncle food, he can make himself." Ricky gasps.
"I am not fat, and just because I'm an uncle it doesn't mean I'm not hot at the age of thirty-two." Ryder doesn't look impressed and sends his uncle out. When he's gone Ry turns back to me.
"Now, my love, we are going to eat this, okay?" I nod and open my mouth. He feeds me the whole time and there's one or two moment where we have to stop, but I finished a whole box of pasta and half of the fruit with a little water.
Ryder gives my temper a kiss. "I'm so damn proud of you." I wipe a tear off and snuggle up to his side.
He gets something else out of his briefcase and when I see it I melt.
"You wear glasses?" He puts on the black reading glasses.
"Um, yeah I can't really read from the screen good. Why? Is it that bad?" He asks already pulling it down.
I stop him. "No, you're adorable." He blushes and puts them back on. He clears his throat and looks at me with his eyes sparkling. I kiss the tip of his nose and he scrunches it up.
"You have work to do." I remind him while sneaking my arms around his neck.
"I know." He gives me a kiss and doesn't plan on stopping. I open my mouth a little for him and his tongue meets mine. He suck on it and puts me on his desk, forgetting about his work.
I wrap my legs around his waist and he starts to gently rock into mine. He lets out groans and I can feel myself becoming wet from it. He moves to my throat and sucks on the skin, while his hand's holding the back of my neck and the other's placed firmly on my waist.
When we are both out of breath I pull away and he whines a little. "No, please." He tries to kiss me again, but I put my hand between us and shake my head.
He drops back into his chair with a huff and pulls me down too. He continues working with a freaking hard on and I read my book.
It comes to a spicy scene so I take the brightness down a bit and bit my nail.
I hear him groan and grabs my waist, burying his face into my back. "Baby, you need attention?" He asks me and I frown.
"No?" I turn so I can see him.
"Can I see your phone?" What?
"Um, why?" I ask him, unsure.
"Because I can practically feel you throbbing on my thigh, and I would like to see what made you so horny." My eyes widen. Boys can feel that?
"I-" A knock interrupts us again. A blond girl walks in.
She's really pretty.
"Mr Gray would you like-" She stops when she sees me sitting on his lap. She sends me a dirty look and I lower my head. I don't like the way she looks at me.
"Mr Gray, what I would like to ask is personal, so if your sister would mind to step out, I'd appreciate that."
Does your brother sits you on his lap girl?
Ryder doesn't even look at her, he has his eyes on my face and a half smile dances on his lip. "Ryder, she's talking to you." I tell him.
"I know."
"Um, sir. Would you mind?" She cuts in. "And boss doesn't have girls in his office so whatever drug you gave him you better get your ass out of here." She says to me.
Well it didn't feel good.
"Out." Ryder cold voice echoes in the room.
"You heard him. Get-" Ry looks at her like he could kill her. "Not her. You. Your fired." Her mouth snaps shut.
"Boss, you can't possibly do that. I'm a very good worker." She defends herself, or tries to.
"No, you're not, and I do whatever I want." He presses a button on his desk and after a few seconds the redhead appears in the door.
"Miss King, make sure she packs her stuff and leaves." Ms King nods and leads the lady away, even though she puts up a fight.
The door slams shut and I flinch a little. "It wasn't necessary, I could've just stepped out while you two talk."
He shakes his head. "No, it was. She was getting on my nerves. She was a bitch, always trying to hit on me and I can't let that keep going, now can I?" He tucks a piece of hair behind my ear.
"She was really pretty." I mumble, covering myself. He lifts my chin up.
"Stop it. If you think plastic surgery is pretty then you're wrong. And you are breathtaking, besides I'm yours so it doesn't matter if she's pretty, which she isn't by the way." He lean his back into the chair, caressing my leg.
"I think it was enough for today, let's go." We leave and he says something to Ms King.
He opens the car door for me and drives us back to my parents's house. We meet in my bedroom and do our night routine then get in bed. He spoons me and nuzzles his head in my neck.
