In Love With My Step Uncle

The passion had stopped about four hours ago, but Samantha's eyes were wide open, looking at someone intensely.

Ryder Hayes

The age gap between Ryder and herself was massive. He was thirty-two and was off limits while she was just twenty, still young and in her prime. Ryder had graduated with first class in Harvard University; He's a part-time lecturer and a billionaire to top it all up while she had only her high school certificate to show.

One sure thing was that...She felt intimidated by his presence as a whole.

Was it even right to look at him for too long?

What would everyone else say when the news spreads that she's his sex mate?

Sex mate!!, Samantha's head banged at the name.

If only she hadn't met Ryder, maybe she would have been better off living with her stepfather, Billy.

Speaking of Billy, She had no idea in the world what was happening to her brother Ethan. Was he doing well? Billy wasn't someone to take care of people that was why he sent her away in the first place.

Oh! Poor Ethan, she cried in her heart. When she was fifteen, her mum told her that she was getting remarried; although she didn't like the idea, Ethan made everything smooth cause he joined the family less than a year later. Her mum was pregnant before the marriage.

As Ryder slept his hands were around her possessively.

Each time he turned he would pull her closer to his groin till there was no more space between them or till Samantha complained.

"This isn't what I want, "She whispered.

His breathing was steady and slow, it wasn't like some hours ago when he reached his climax.

Her phone buzzed from under the pillow where she had tucked it before they started. She quickly took the phone snoozing the alarm.

That's it, it was time for her to sneak to her room without attracting anyone.

She sighed before using her hands to search for her clothes but found none. She tried pulling away from Ryder's grip, but he was holding on to her just too tight.

"Ryder!!"She called, trying not to make too much noise, but he didn't answer.

"Hey I have to get back to my room, Ryder." shaking him violently.

"What do you want?"He asked in a cold voice that made Samantha doubt if he was even sleeping in the first place.

"I have to go to my room. It's almost time," She said gently not daring to look back at him.

His hands still wrapped around her waist, his hands firm and his face cold.

"Time for what?"

"The maids have extra cleaning to do today," She answered, trying not to move under him.

Ryder stayed still for a minute, contemplating if he should let her go or cuddle more, but Samantha wasn't giving him much of a choice, which provoked him.

One minute, Samantha was on the bed wrapped in his arms like she would break if he let her go, while in the next minute, she was at the far edge of the bed where he had angrily kicked her.

"Oh, "Samantha half yelled, trying to stop her tears while she was in serious pain.

"Go on, we don't want anyone seeing you when you leave."He told her coldly before turning his back on her.

Where she had fallen was, luckily, where he had dumped her clothes the night before,e, so she just hastily pulled them over her body with shaky hands.

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