Chapter 210: Help
Vivian’s POV
"This is really not necessary. You need not have gone to all of this trouble. There was no need for this," Despite Langston Terrell’s protests Vivian could see that he was very happy with her gift. So ignoring his words, she placed yet another container of leftovers on top of the one that the driver was holding for him.
Looking the driver directly in the eyes, she added one more container, " And this one is for you," She told the man, smiling softly when his eyes widened.
"Thank you so much," He breathed.
"Think nothing of it," Vivian told the man, not quite sure why he was looking at her like she was a rare creature that he had never seen before. Turning back to Langston Terrell, she was just about to voice a verbal goodbye when she found herself being hugged by Ryan’s grandfather. For a few seconds she was so stunned she could not even move. But then she managed to get herself under control and she hugged the old man back. When she let go, Vivian was embarrassed to realize that she had been crying. Wiping the tears away before they could be noticed, she leaned into Ryan as he placed an arm around her waist.
"Both of you had better come see me soon. If you make me wait, I will come here and drag you by your ears," The old man told them, his voice stern, but the look in his eyes was soft. Not even trying to argue, they nodded in unison and Langston Terrell finally left, his driver following silently behind him.
Given that Mark and Amy had been the first to leave, both of them carrying their own containers. Now it was just her and Ryan, the two of them standing by the door for a few seconds, as they processed all that had gone on.
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"Well, that was fun," Ryan said, and Vivian nodded. His hands still around her waist Ryan began to move, making her match his steps, and Vivian did so willingly, thinking that they were headed to the kitchen. But when she realized that he was steering her towards the bedroom, she immediately stopped walking.
"What is it?" Ryan asked, looking down at her with a raised brow. Lifting her arm, Vivian pointed in the direction of the kitchen.
"We have not washed the dishes yet. We can’t go get ready for bed without doing them,"
Ryan blinked like he was having trouble understanding her words, then he smiled at her.
"Oh, those, there is no need for you to worry yourself over them. I will just have someone come in in the morning to handle it all. We’ve worked hard today, and we should definitely celebrate our success, don’t you think?" Not even trying to hide his hunger from her. Ryan’s gaze settled on her cleavage briefly before he looked back into her eyes.
"I am man enough to admit that between the two of us, you did most of the heavy lifting. So how about you just let me take care of you for the rest of the night?" Ryan’s voice dropped a few octaves at that, and Vivian felt need building in her core. It was so tempting to take him up on his offer, but she shook her head.
"We did the cooking so it is only right that the clean up should also be handled by us. I will not be able to sleep otherwise,"
"Vivian," Ryan whined, but she ignored him. When she tried to move towards the kitchen, he would not let her go. Rolling her eyes, Vivian realized that she was going to have to play dirty.
"If you come and help me wash the dishes, I will let you wash me afterwards, and I will even let you use your tongue to clean certain parts of me," His eyes darkening Ryan pulled her into a scathing kiss that left Vivian disoriented for a few seconds after it ended.
"Remember your words Vivian Rose, and keep your promise. After the dishes are done, I am definitely going to demand what is owed to me," Without another word, Ryan began marching them towards the kitchen. Once there, she pointed to the sink and Ryan led them towards it. When they got there, he let her go and rolled up his sleeves, then he stopped.
"Wait, why are we not using the dishwasher?" Vivian could not help but giggle at that.
"Oh Ryan, you are so silly. Forget about the dishwasher, we will not be needing that," The man looked absolutely scandalized.
"Then what are we going to do?" Moving forward, Vivian grabbed a plate and began emptying the food that had been left behind.
"Easy, we are going to use the sink and our bare hands. I have always found that it helps me unwind to do the dishes the old fashioned way," Ryan did not seem convinced. So Vivian decided to tempt him. Moving past him, she made sure that her behind brushed against his groin, biting back a smile when she felt his dick twitch.
"It is not difficult. Just copy everything that I am doing and we will be done in no time at all," Still not seeming to really believe her. Ryan copied her as she cleared the plates out. Then when Vivian took them to the sink and began washing them with hot, soapy water before rinsing them he did the same.
At first it was all business, but several plates in, the game plan changed. Ryan moved to come and stand directly behind her. Then he began rubbing his half-hard cock against her backside.
"Ryan," She said warningly, But all that he did was laugh softly, which was fair given the fact that when he tried to move away, she involuntarily made a sound of protest.
"What? I am only standing here so that I can get a better view," He punctuated the statement by rubbing himself more firmly against her. Biting back a moan, and willing her body not to betray her by moving with the contact, Vivian focused on the dishes. No matter what dirty trick he tried to use, she would make sure that they did not go anywhere without cleaning up the kitchen. Once they were done, she would make sure to punish him for trying to tempt her.