Twisted Games(Ryeji ver)

YEJI[CHAPTER 16]

WAS IT POSSIBLE TO DIE OF HUMILIATION?
Forty-eight hours ago, I would've said no, but as I ate
breakfast across the table from Ryujin, I found myself firmly
in the yes camp. I would either explode from how red my face
was or melt into a puddle of mortification, whichever came
first.

"More bacon?" she pushed the plate in my direction.
I shook my head, unable to meet her eye.
I woke up that morning with a pounding headache,
throbbing heat between my legs, and a horrifically clear
memory of the things I'd done-and said-last night.
Fuck me the way you just promised.

Four, have an orgasm I didn't give myself. It's been a while.
I choked on my toast and broke into a coughing fit.
Ryujin's eyebrows rose.

"You okay?" She'd been cool and
calm all morning, like nothing had happened, and I wasn't
sure whether I was relieved or offended.

"Yes," I gasped. I grabbed my water and downed half of it
until the coughs subsided.

"You should eat more carbs," she said mildly. "Might help
with the hangover."

"How do you know I have a hangover?"

"You had five shots last night, all containing different
liquors. It's a safe guess."
Her acknowledgment that any part of last night happened
only intensified my embarrassment. I wished I could wipe all
the events post-Borgia from both our minds.

Since I couldn't, I was tempted to play it off and pretend I
didn't remember what happened, but I did remember, and if
I didn't address it, it would haunt me forever.

"Listen. About last night..." I forced myself to look at
Ryujin. "I was drunk and not thinking clearly, and I said some
things I shouldn't have said. I'm sorry if it made you
uncomfortable." Something akin to disappointment flickered across Ryujin's face before it disappeared.

"So did I," she said. "Call it even."
I don't want to kiss or make love to you. I want to fuck you. I
want to punish you for mouthing off and letting another man put
his hands on you. I want to yank up that tiny fucking dress of
yours and pound into you so hard you won't be able to walk for
days.

A bead of sweat popped out on my brow. I shifted on my
stool, trying to ease the throbbing in my clit, but it only
made things worse.

I shouldn't have said the things I'd said, but that didn't
mean I hadn't meant them. When Ryujin had me bent over the
dresser with her cock pressed against me...
I gulped down the rest of my water to ease the heat
flaming across my skin.

"In that case, the best path forward is to pretend last
night didn't happen and never speak of it again."
I really needed more water. And air conditioning. And
possibly an ice bath.

"Fine by me." Ryujin leaned against the counter and rested
one hand on the countertop while sipping coffee from the
mug in his other hand. It was a casual, everyday movement
that had no business being as hot as it was. "Except for one
thing." Oh, God.

"And that would be...?"

"Your bucket list." Those gunmetal eyes drilled into me.
"You really want to do all those things before going back to
Eldorra?"
Not what I'd expected her to say.
I breathed a sigh of relief before I remembered bucket list
number four and blushed all over again.

"Yes, but most of it probably isn't possible."
It was more a fantasy list than a bucket list. I knew that
when I came up with the items, but a girl could hope.

"What if I told you they were?" Ryujin placed her mug in
the sink before turning to face me again.

"I'd say you were bullshitting me."
Her mouth curled up into a small grin, and tingles raced
across my skin. Ryujin didn't smile often, but when she did, it
was devastating.

"Always nice to hear you curse, princess."
Fuck me the way you just promised.

The memory must've crossed my mind at the same time
it did her, because her smile faded and her eyes heated while I
sank a little lower in my chair.

"No, I'm not bullshitting you," she said, her voice rougher
than it had been a second ago. "I can make your bucket list
happen if you want me to."
I wasn't brave enough in the light of day to ask her if that
included number four.

"Why would you do that?"

"It's my good deed for the year."
Typical non-answer from Ryujin, but intrigue edged out
my annoyance.

"Okay, I'll bite," I said. "What do you have in mind?"

"No what, where." Ryujin smiled again at my surprise.
"We're going to Costa Rica."