Page 161 of The Right Move


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Hands sliding under his button-down shirt, I untuck it from his pants, meeting his warm flesh with my palms. I’ll never tire of touching this man. He’s big and smooth, and I plan to memorize the way his stomach quivers when my nails skate over his abdomen.

His lips trail kisses over my throat and collarbone while he quickly unzips the back of my bridesmaid dress. Thanks to the built-in strapless bra, I’m bare when it pools at my hips.

Ryan exhales a gravelly hum in appreciation, looking down at my bare chest and peaked nipples. He runs a thumb over one.

“These fucking tits, Ind.” He pinches me, drawing out a low moan from my throat. “And these goddamn nipples. So pretty between my fingers.”

“Even prettier on your tongue.”

He chuckles a silent laugh. “Needy tonight, Blue?” Pulling a single white flower from my hair, he toys with it, spinning it in between his fingers before brushing the petals over my chest. “Because there’s nothing in this world I’d love more than hearing you beg, and trust me, baby, I won’t stop until I hear it.”

There’s a different energy to Ryan tonight, and I’m quickly realizing that the night we had sex was simply a warm-up. As if he was dusting off the cobwebs after years of celibacy. The realization is equal parts thrilling as it is terrifying.

The silkiness of the petals lightly brush over my nipple, the delicate sensation almost too much on my heated skin.

I shudder, but don’t speak.

He moves to the other. “I’ll give you everything you want, but you’re going to have to use that talented mouth of yours and ask for it. I liked how polite you were the other night, so make sure you use your manners to say ‘please’ while you do.”

Taking a centering breath, I sling my arms over his shoulders as he continues to toy with the flower over my stiff flesh. “Will you have your way with me, Ryan? Will you to do all the things you’ve always wanted to do to me?”

A single brow lifts.

“Please,” I add.

“That’s an awful lot of things, Blue.”

“Then I guess it’s a good thing we live together and have all the time in the world, but Shay, if you don’t replace that flower with your mouth, there will be no ‘pleases’ tonight, just a string of colorful curse words directed straight at you.”

He huffs a laugh before swooping me up, my legs around his hips. “It’s cute you think you’ll be able to speak while I’m pounding into you.”

Taking me across the room, my back slams against the wall as his mouth slams onto mine. Frantic kisses, clashing teeth. I love controlling Ryan, but unhinged Ryan makes me weak.

There’s nothing calculated about the way he kisses and grinds his body into mine. It’s messy and I fucking love it.

Finally, he takes my breast in his mouth, wet heat surrounding me. He gnashes with his teeth, pulling at my skin and biting me. My body will be decorated with colorful marks tomorrow, which is more than fine by me. Purple is my favorite color after all.

“If I touch your pussy right now, is it going to be wet for me?”

I quickly nod. “Touch me and find out.”

“Was that in the form of a question?”

“Jesus,” I breathe out. “What is this? Jeopardy?”

Ryan laughs. “I need you to hear yourself ask for it, Ind.”

I give up the fight because more than anything, I need him to touch me. “Will you touch me and find out just how wet I am for you?”

Using his hips to pin me to the wall, he pulls my dress up, the chiffon fabric bunching around my waist. He adjusts, looking down at the space between us, pushing the material out of the way. To no surprise my nude-colored thong is soaked.

“Mmm,” he hums in satisfaction. “Good girl. You’re drenched.”

My head falls back to the wall behind me as I watch him run the back of his finger up my slit. He uses that same finger to push my thong to the side, baring my throbbing center. He circles my clit before gathering my arousal and slipping it into his mouth.

“Dear God,” I exhale, watching him taste me.

“Who are you praying to?”

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