I feel awful.

My whole world spins around me, and my head is throbbing unbearably. Trying to lift my body takes a lot of effort, and every single bone in my body feels like they've been replaced with something extremely heavy. I rub my temples, desperately trying to assuage my killer headache.

"It's about time you woke up." Rian says, and he slightly startles me.

Rian stands in the doorway while Bruno is attracted to his leg. Rian's sweatpants hang perfectly from his hips, and his chest is bare, and he has a smirk that he's struggling to suppress.

"Did I drink last night?" I ask, and he nods.

I look to my left, and on the bedside table is some breakfast with some Advil and orange juice.

"You were all celebrating the fact that you had just graduated, and the fact that Xiu has been accepted into NYU." Rian informs me, and I nod.

"What did I drink?" I ask groggily.

"A shit load of vodka. We left early so that you wouldn't get as drunk as you did before." Rian says, and I smile.

I beckon to Rian, and he walks over to me and I give him a small kiss on the cheek before giving him a hug.

"Thank you for looking out for me. I really appreciate it."

"You're welcome. I'm always trying to make sure that you're safe. Still, you got pretty hammered last night."

"I can tell. My head is killing me." I whine, and I reach over and grab the plate from the bedside table.

I quickly scarf down the breakfast, and I swallow the Advil. Rian sits down on the bed with me, and Bruno sits in my lap.

"I'm sorry if I was obnoxious, which I probably was." I say, and Rian snickers.

"Well..." Rian starts, but I hit his upper arm which causes him to laugh.

"No, I don't need to hear about my drunken antics. It'll just make me feel worse." I say, and Rian makes puppy dog eyes at me.

"Aww, I'm sorry babe." He says, giving me a kiss on the temple.

Rian lays so that his back is against the headboard, and he gently grabs my waist and places my body in his lap. We lounge together while I give Bruno soft strokes along his fat rolls of skin, and I try to control myself as Rian plants kisses along the nape of my neck.

"I'm proud of you, Alex. I just wanted to remind you just in case you forgot." Rian says softly, and his breath tickles my earlobe.

"You are?" I ask, and he chuckles.

"Why wouldn't I be?" He asks, and I smile.

"I don't know why. I kind of ruined the celebration by getting black out drunk and acting like I was on some sort of narcotic."

"No, I understand wanting to celebrate. You didn't really ruin it at all, Alex. I was just worried about you getting drunk." He says.

I turn my body so that I'm laying on my stomach, and Rian's body is still against the headboard. He smiles at me while caressing my upper arms, and my fingers trace his abdomen. I prop my chin in the palm of my hand, staring admiringly up into his eyes.

"Now that you've finally graduated and you don't have to worry about school; I finally have you all to myself."

"Good. We have all of the time to just talk and relax and—" I say, deliberately stopping my sentence to give him my yearning gaze.

"And what?" He asks, doing that signature eyebrow quirk.

"Other things." I reply in a coquettish tone, and I give him a small grin.

"We have so much time to do those other things, don't we?" Rian asks, and I giggle.

"Of course we do. In fact, that's what I've been craving this morning. Maybe you should come and get rid of this headache for me, and I'll give you something in return." I say seductively, and my hands rub up and down his chest.

Rian grabs my hands, and holds them above my head as he hovers over me. My breath hitches temporarily before the confidence builds up inside of me like usual, this time a lot more powerful than others. As my hands are on his chest, I push him down and straddle his lap while holding his hands down so he cannot move. Rian raises his eyebrows in surprise, and I smirk while beginning to grind myself tortuously slow against him.

"I guess you're not feeling so bad now, are you?" He asks through a moan, and I shake my head.

"Nope, not at all. I'll only feel better after a brief visit with you, Dr. Rian Peterson." I say, and he smiles up at me.

I still have both of his hands held down, and I let go of them, and he places them on my waist. Every time I lean in for a kiss, I pull away teasingly, watching him every time my lips inch away.

"Such a tease." Rian smirks, and as he tries to kiss me, I shove him back down onto the bed.

As I continue to grind against him, he's trying so hard to suppress his moaning that I almost giggle.

"Someone's getting a little eager, huh? Well, somebody's going to have to wait a little longer." I tease.

"Come on, Alex." Rian says, practically begging for me to kiss him.

In my arrogant triumph, I give him a smirk. Rian's breathing is husky, and he licks his lips multiple times to try and control his moaning. I decide to finally kiss him, and we moan into each other's mouths simultaneously.

His hands grab my butt, giving me a gentle spank. My body hurts overheats as the enjoyable stinging sensation from the spank spreads to my face.

My mouth softly kisses his neck and collarbone, and when he moans again his Adam's apple vibrates against my lips. I suck gently on his neck, and Rian runs one of his hands through my hair as I do this. I begin to slowly kiss down his chest, and my hair drags all the way down which causes him to give off a brief chuckle mixed with a moan. I take his sweatpants off slowly while looking him directly in the eyes, and Rian smirks irresistibly.

My lips apply the smallest amount of pressure to his burgeoning erection, and I faintly hear him whisper an expletive as I continue to tease and watch in amusement. Our eye contact remains unflinching as my tongue drags up and down his rigid flesh. My hand strokes the base of his length in sync with my head movements, and I begin to moan while he's still in my mouth.

"That feels so good, Alex. Don't stop what you're doing." He begs, and I look up at him with feigned innocence.

I bat my eyelashes at him as I continue to simultaneously please him with my mouth and my hand, and he begins to squirm out of pleasure. The sound of his deep sighs cause me to smirk temporarily before continuing, and his body tightens and wriggles as my tongue swirls around.

He gets closer and closer to an orgasmic explosion as I worship every contour and every inch of shaft. His hands run through my hair, and his moaning grows louder and louder. I don't stop until he's shaking, and sweat has formed on his face.

"Come here, baby." He says, out of breath.

I smirk as he beckons to me, and I remove my shirt and toss it to the floor before doing the same to my underwear. Rian grabs my hips and flips me over, doing what I did to him.

"I want you to keep your hands there, Alex. Don't move." He instructs, and I nod.

Rian sucks on my neck, already making my body melt as he touches me. His lips travel down to my breasts, and he gently nibbles and sucks on them. My heartbeat accelerates, and I instinctively gasp when I feel his teeth softly bite down and tug.

"Babe," I moan shakily, and he does the same to the other breast.

I lower my hands to run them through his hair as he descends down towards my thighs, but he grabs them and holds them down.

"What did I say, Alexandrianna?" He asks, and his voice wraps around my name like an embrace.

"To keep my hands here." I repeat, and he nods.

His thick lips return to my inner thigh, and my breathing hardens when his finger slowly moves in and out. Rian circles his tongue over my most sensitive spot, causing my thighs to quiver and shake. I desperately hold onto the pillow so that my hands stay above my head, but soon the sensation is taking over my body and it's so strong. As his tongue continues to move slowly, his fingers become buried deep inside of me.

"Rian!" I cry out, and my toes curl as he moves faster.

"Come. Come for me." He demands, and he watches my body tremble.

I grunt, and my back arches as his fingers continue to tantalize me. The familiar pulsing feeling overcomes my body, and the pressure that has built up inside of me overflows, and my moaning becomes loud and erratic.

"Ohhh, yes! Don't stop, please!" I beg, even though one more second of this pleasure could cause my body to shatter.

The feeling creeps up my spine, and every bone and muscle in my body has been replaced with nothing but a tingly feeling. The room becomes overwhelmingly hot, and it's like an explosion just went off in my core.

He grabs my body, lifting me up so that I sit in his lap. The room is spinning around me, and our mouths finally meet again. The taste of myself on his lips forms a smile on my face. I adjust my body so that my legs are wrapped around his waist, and I rock my pelvis back and forth. Rian watches me intently as my hips move in a frenzied manner. His eyes retrace their way to my breasts, and his hands gently caress them as I have control of our movement.

Rian begins to kiss and suck on my neck again, and his hands trace my spine. I feel myself ready to collapse as my breathing becomes labored and hoarse. I kiss his neck as well, occasionally biting it to try and suppress a moan. Rian unwraps my legs from around his lap, and he spreads them open before climbing on top of me. He holds both of my wrists above my head, and I wrap my legs around his waist as he thrusts his swollen shaft deeply into me.

We moan together as this moment seems to only increase our desire, and as he is embedding himself deeper than before. Each thrust, each look, each moan, each laugh, each kiss is more passionate than the last. I arch my body in unspeakable ecstasy, and my hips buck beneath him. The lower half of my body becomes extremely sensitive, but I don't want Rian to stop. I want him to go harder.

"Harder, please." I whimper, and an animalistic groan is torn from his chest as he fills me entirely.

The sound of our moans and our skin slapping together is the only thing that I hear, and he smiles down at me before kissing me again. I moan into his mouth as I jerk violently, but our lips stay glued together. Multiple obscenities slip through my lips, along with ragged gasps. The final release has Rian shaking just like I am, and his body twitches as he spills himself onto the bedsheets.

He collapses next to me, and we're both unable to speak to each other, so he just looks into my eyes.

Rian caresses my body with his gaze, and I do the same to him. We smile before kissing each other one final time before we utter the only three words that can come to mind.

I love you.

~~~

"Okay, what should we do today?" I ask, snuggled up under Rian.

"I did think of just spending a few days with my parents, if that's okay with you." Rian says, and I smile.

"Of course it's okay with me. Besides, who wouldn't want to see your parents?" I ask, and he smiles.

"I don't know who wouldn't." Rian replies with a chuckle.

He starts to lift his body out of the bed, but I raise my eyebrows at him and force him to lay down.

"Where do you think you're going?" I ask, and he looks puzzled.

"I'm going to get ready so that we can head to Sacramento." He says, and I smile.

"Let's just lay down for another thirty minutes." I beg, and he shakes his head.

"Nope, come on. We need to wake up." He says, and I groan into the pillow.

Rian laughs before grabbing my hand and dragging me out of the bed. I follow behind him and wait as he adjusts the water temperature in the bathtub. Once he steps in, I take his hand and ease ourselves into the warm water. Rian cups his hands and dips them in the water, and he lets it spill down between my breasts, and it trickles down in between my legs.

He massages my shoulders while kissing the nape of my neck, and I sigh as his soft fingers move in circular strokes. I turn my body around so that I'm sitting in his lap, and his soap lathered hands move up and down my breasts. I take some of the bubbles and create a beard on Rian, and I giggle at how silly he looks.

"What?" He asks, and I continue laughing.

"You look so cute." I say, and I take some bubbles and put them in his hair.

"So do you," He says back, giving me a kiss on the cheek.

Rian takes some bubbles in his hands, giving me a mini beard and spreading them across my cheeks. We both laugh, and he splashes me before I do the same. Rian leans forward, biting my lip and tugging it gently which makes me moan.

We kiss, and he wraps his arms around me. We laugh at the feeling of the bubbles on our faces.

"Okay, let's go before it gets too late." I say, and he nods.

After our bubble bath and splash fight we both get dressed. We take Bruno with us this time, and he sits in the back of Rian's car. Once we arrive, we're welcomed by Emmanuelle once again and she greets us with her warm hugs and toothy smile.

"Oh, it's so wonderful to see you both." Emmanuelle exclaims, hugging me so tightly that the air starts to leave my lungs.

"Hi Mrs. Peterson." I say, smiling as she embraces me.

Emmanuelle leads us into the kitchen and pours us all some coffee. As we all chat in the living room with her, footsteps approach us, and when I look up I see that familiar smug smirk.

"Rian!" Brendan exclaims. "Nice to see you again, little bro."

"Hey Brendan, how've you been?" Rian asks.

"Like I've always been doing: awesome." He replies, and I roll my eyes.

"What's the problem, Alex?" Brendan asks, furrowing his eyebrows.

"My problem is how you were acting towards me at the party. Just in case if you didn't know, you don't flirt with your brothers girlfriend when you first meet her." I spit, and Emmanuelle gives him a disapproving glare.

"Brendan!" Emmanuelle gasps.

"Hey, hey, hey. Everybody just calm down, there's no need to attack me." Brendan says defensively, and I scoff.

"Well, how about we start with how you deliberately flirt with Alexandrianna right in front of Rian!" Emmanuelle exclaims.

"Let's just go upstairs. Okay?" Rian whispers into my ear, and I nod.

He takes my hand and leads me up the staircase and he looks back and smiles at me.

Rian opens the door for me, and I'm calmed as the shade of blue covers the walls and his bed. The walls are partially bare, and what covers it are some pictures of what looks like him and his friends. There's also a wooden desk in front of a window with drapes over it, and the desk has nothing on it except for a few pencils.

It's almost as if his room had been abandoned for a while due to the things being left on the desk and on the walls. Rian shuts the door, and I notice a couple of hooks on the door that were probably for his hoodies or his backpack.

"Nothing's really special about my room. It's just the room of a normal teenage boy." Rian shrugs.

"Yeah, I was expecting the blue and photos of friends and sports and cars. This isn't far off from how I imagined it." I say.

"You've thought of what my room looks like?" Rian asks with a smile, and I blush.

"Well, yeah. You're my boyfriend, I can't wonder about what you were like as a teenager?" I ask playfully, poking his ribs.

"You can, nothing's wrong with that." He chuckles.

I step towards a picture, and it's Brendan, Rian and Vanessa when they were younger. Next to the picture of them as children looks like a more recent photo of the three of them.

Brendan's blonde hair and blue eyes literally look the same now as in the younger photo, and he's also less muscular and shorter than Rian. He looks so much like Emmanuelle with the blonde hair and blue eyes, but him and his mother are total opposites.

Emmanuelle is one of the most saccharine women I've met in a while; whereas Brendan is an insensitive prick who only seems to care about himself and his ego.

Rian, of course has gotten a lot taller, and his dimples are a lot deeper now that he's an adult. His blue eyes are still inviting and warm as they were before. He's the perfect mix of his parents.

He has his mother's eyes and dimpled cheeks, but he has his father's hair and height. There's a plethora of other things that he possesses from the both of them, though.

Vanessa is almost unrecognizable if you look at the two pictures. In her childhood photo, her hair is brown and it has a cute black bow in it. Her blue eyes also look considerably darker than they are in the recent photo. Her hair has been dyed an auburn color, and her eyes are such an icy blue that they almost look white in bright enough light.

Vanessa looks nothing like her mother or her father. In the younger picture she did, but when I take a look at her when she's near her parents she doesn't even look like she's apart of the family.

Not saying that she isn't beautiful, or anything. The girl is is drop dead gorgeous.

"You like that picture a lot, don't you?" Rian asks, placing his hand on the small of my back.

"It's really cute, yeah. How old were you in this?" I ask curiously.

"Oh, God, I think I was eight years old here. Brendan had just turned eleven, and Vanessa was only three years old." He says, smiling at the picture.

"I thought you hated your childhood photos." I say, arching an eyebrow at him.

"Some of them are just extremely embarrassing and I don't want you to see them. But other than that, I love my pictures. Especially this one." Rian explains, and I nod.

"Why this one in particular?" I ask.

Rian grabs my hand, walking towards his bed. We sit next to each other, and his hand moves to my thigh.

"That picture in particular just hits me for some reason. Like, it feels like yesterday that photo was taken. Yes, that sounds so cliché, but it's true. My siblings and I are extremely close to each other, and I know that if things are ever going bad, we can go to each other. No matter how arrogant and insolent Brendan may be, he's our older brother and he promised that he'd be there for us if we needed him to be." Rian explains, giving me a small smirk.

"Your family's very important to you, huh?" I ask, and he nods without even hesitating.

I wish I could say the same.

"Especially with the situation with my dad, we realized that we need each other now more than ever." Rian continues.

"Yeah," I say flatly, and the feeling of loneliness washes over me.

"Hey, look at me." Rian says, but I stubbornly keep my eyes on my feet.

He's seen me cry before, but for some reason I don't want him to see me cry now.