Chapter 208 - The Islet Mystery 24

"Ryan, help me. We will soon be husband and wife. What holds you back?" Jullie murmured while pulling down Ryan's head. She then reached out to claim his lips, but Ryan avoided it.

"How many times I told you to stop taking it?" Ryan glowered, looking down at Jullien's trembling, nude self.

"I'll go crazy, Ryan. Just this once," she begged, running her hands over his chest, to his side, then down to his ass.

"Where are your toys? I'll hold them for you."

"It's not working anymore. I want the real one!" Jullien was already crying in frustration, hugging Ryan afterward and grinding her nude self to his lower front.

"Give me your dildo!"

"I don't want it. I want you!" Jullien's voice was already hoarse with lust, and she acted like crazy in running her hands and mouth over Ryan's body. 

Shiela shuddered as she watched them. She had never known a desperate, sex-hungry woman as she saw her now. She then saw Jullien pulling Ryan's pants down, kneeling in the next moment, grabbing his manhood like it was her life support. Ryan pushed her away, pulling up his pants upward, and then she saw him opening up a drawer and pulling out a what-must-have-looked-like a vibrator. Jullien followed him and hugged her from behind, licking on his ear lobes.

When Ryan turned abruptly, Jullien almost fell to the side, but Ryan was quick to hold her. He then pushed her towards the bed, and Jullien fell on her back. She hurriedly sat up and pulled down Ryan's pants again, using her full strength. Without any delay, she trapped his hips with her arms and captured his shaft with her mouth. 

"Stop it, Jullien. The more you'll get frustrated with me. I told you I am suffering from ED!"

"The hell I care. I want to nibble on a real, piece of meat," Jullien grumbled when Ryan pushed her away again.

Jullien tried to grab his thing again, but Ryan stuffed the dildo in her mouth, and she calmed down a bit. Ryan strode back to the drawer and pulled another sex toy and turned it on. He then pushed Jullien back on the bed, separated her legs apart, and plunged the shaft into her cunt.

Ryan moved away from the bed and took a deep sigh. He watched Jullien trembling and moaning in pleasure as she kneaded her breasts. He then turned and walked towards the door, and Shiela ran back to the bed, pulling up the cover to hide her face. She panted heavily, too overwhelmed by what she saw.

ED. The words Ryan said, rang in her head. He said he had an ED? The acronym stands for Erectile Dysfunction, right? Just a day ago, Ryan's manhood was as hard as a rock inside her, and as far as she could remember, his thrusting lasted long. It was surely not how someone with an ED performs.

A few minutes after,  she heard footsteps, then a slumping sound on the couch, not far from her. Ryan had returned, and she could hear his labored breathing as if he had just a strenuous fight over the bed.

"Where are you now? I won't sleep until you arrive. I hate to be troubled again."

Shiela wondered who he was talking to, and her heart dropped at the thought that Ryan had so many activities that she did not know. He kept too many secrets, and she felt she could never be a part of his world. 

She relaxed when she heard him opening up the bathroom, and in a few seconds, she heard running water from the shower. He took a bath. Was he afraid that Jullien's scent would stick on his skin? Was he conscious that she might notice it? For sure, if she weren't around, lying on his bed, Ryan would surely devour Jullien. Even with her desperate moves, she looked sexy. Her breasts were taut and full. Her curves were lovely, and her physique was that of a famous model born for a runway. Too bad that she acted like a mad dog, too hungry for sexual pleasure like she didn't have it for years.

She was still on her reverie when Ryan returned. He sat by her bedside as she was pushed to the side when the bed bounced. She forgot that she was pretending and she opened her eyes without thinking. Ryan saw her, and he reached out to her forehead and brushed her hair again with his fingers.

"I'm sorry to wake you up," he apologized, and his look softened up. He was frowning when she first look at him.

"You're awake," she pretended she did not know.

"Yes, I just took a shower."

"You feel hot?"

"I feel dirty."

"Because you slept beside me?"

"Of course, not. You may not take a bath for days, and I would still love to be by your side."

"Then why do you feel dirty?"

"Sleep again, baby," Ryan placed a hand on her mouth to let her stop asking. Then he lay by her side and cuddled her.

Having him beside her in a warm embrace and feeling his warm breath on top of her head, made her feel secure. She wished to stay like this forever, but somehow, they lived in two different worlds. She started to feel confused. If she chose to reveal what she heard during his conversation with his dad, she would be hurting him. She could not afford it, but she knew she should be doing what's good for many.

Before she knew it, both of them fell into a deep sleep. She woke up later by the blinding light of the sun. Their bed was beside the glass wall, and during early mornings, the sun would shine directly at their room. Seeing her move, Ryan kissed the top of her head. She kissed him back, overwhelmed by his sweetness, though an inner voice was telling her not to give her all.

Prompted by her action, his kisses went deeper, and it ended him burrowing inside her. And dear skies, his mind-blowing swiftness that in the next minute would become maddening slow and hard, was never an ED!