Vivian's POV
Something about having sex with Ryan Terrell made Vivian want to forget all about her responsibilities in life, and just enjoy herself. But that was the path to destruction. So as the two of them, now in Ryan's ridiculously big bed, got ready for yet another round.
Vivian decided to let him know her limits beforehand. Breaking their kiss she looked him in the eye, moving back when he tried to reclaim her lips.
"What?" He asked, the question voiced in a grumpy tone. Biting back a smile, Vivian told him her terms, "This will be our last time tonight. Then I have to go. I have work tomorrow morning,"
Ryan nodded easily enough, but he did not seem to be listening. He was too busy running his hands over her body.
"Ryan," His hands instantly stalled and he gave her a pleading look.
