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After saying goodbye to her, Ryden and I went back to staring and talking about the art. When the people began to thin, we said goodbye to Enzo.
“Enzo looks like fun,” I said with a smile, entering into the car, and Ryden nodded, his eyes softer, kinder. He truly loved Enzo.
“He’s amazing.”
The curious part of me wanted to ask how he roped Enzo into helping him with the bodies, but of course, that wasn’t the kind of thing one talked about during the date, was it?!
He parked the car in my driveway and was about to get out when his phone pinged. He stared at his phone with a grunt, looking frustrated.
“Is everything alright, Ryden?”
He sighed. “It was about another case. I asked Reah to check out something for me.”
“Reah?”
“She’s a friend. She does things… I don’t want a medical examiner who works with cops to know.”
Chuckling, I nodded. “Go on.”
“She has some news. I don’t want to go.” He sighed, rubbing his face. “But I have to.”
“It’s okay,” I said, leaning closer, pressing a kiss to his waiting lips. “We have time for this. A lot of time, Mr. Sinclair. I’ll use my vibrator again for tonight.”
He shuddered with a groan. “Fuck, Red, I want to bury my cock inside you. Now.”
“Don’t tell me about the things you’re not going to do tonight, Ryden. That’s… selfish, to get me all aroused and not give me that.” I traced his stubble with a frown.
He gave me an impertinent smile and winked. “Sorry. But I’ll make it up to you. I’ll even use your little remote app. And dinner, tomorrow?”
“I’ll send you a message when I’m ready for you to use the app. Bye, Ryden.”
His eyes were smoldering as he ran his fingers through my hair before he let me go. I walked to my door with a sigh—I was planning to have him in my bed tonight, but of course, I understood.
I yelped when Ryden grabbed me by my hips and whirled me to face him, pressing me against the door before his lips came crashing down on me.
“I don’t want to go. It can wait,” he whispered when he pulled away, giving me time to breathe while he kept kissing the side of my mouth, the skin under my ear. “I want to do things to you, Yara West, things you haven’t even dreamed of,” he whispered in my ear, his voice a soft rasp.
“Are you sure about that? I’ve already imagined every dirty thing you could do to me,” I breathed out. He pulled my door and guided me inside my house, still holding me to his chest. When we were finally inside, he pulled out his phone and typed something before he put it back inside.
“I can’t… I can’t leave. I want you so fucking bad, Yara. K.Y. Wolff can wait.”
I stilled, my breath freezing. “What? What do you mean? Who is K.Y. Wolff?” I hoped my voice didn’t give me away.
“Later. I just want to feel you now,” he breathed out, running his fingers down the side of my hips, groaning as he did. “That first moment I saw you in this suit, I wanted you out of it.”
I wanted to ask more about it, but I couldn’t. He was getting closer than I thought, and it made me nervous and sad. I wanted him for myself a few more weeks before all of this came crashing down on me.
Be careful, Yara.
Moaning, he quickly unbuttoned the jacket and pulled it off my body, and I was once again focused on him. “I can’t get you out of my head. I can’t eat, I can’t sleep. You’re in my fucking mind every second of every day, and it’s killing me.”
“You’re saying all the right things, Ryden. It will get you exactly where you want to be,” I whispered as I tugged him by his shirt collar and pressed my lips to his.
“Buried inside your pussy? Deep inside?”
“Yes.”
He groaned, pulling me closer, fighting with me for pleasure, giving me a hint of pain as his fingers dug into my ass, pulling me flush against his erection.
