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“Ryder.” I pressed my hands against his chest, separating the magnetic pull of our bodies. “This is the mayor’s ball. Someone might see us.”
He played with the front of my dress. My pussy clenched and a deep ache of desire formed between my legs. He traced lines where my hard nipples made the dress fabric stand out. “You want to go back in there?”
I shook my head.
“I don’t want to go back in there, either. Besides, I can’t hide what you do to me.” He shifted and I felt the hard ridge of his cock against my thigh.
I started to realize that I was getting deep into this with him.
"Let's take this somewhere more private," he whispered in my ear, his voice low and husky.
I nodded, feeling the hedonistic lure of exiting with him. I hid my attraction to him for weeks. We came this far now. We couldn’t simply put it back in a box and close the lid on our desire.
My emotions and libido did a dangerous, sexy dance of will. Ryder might be worth the risk. After years of doing everything the right way, always working my tail off and still coming up short, I was allowed to let loose and let my hair down every once in a while.
Tomorrow I could return to my normal buttoned up professionalism. Ryder wanted me. I wanted him. This was only one night. We could make it one to remember.
Chapter Four
AVA
Iwanted—no, needed—to get out of this party, away from all these people so I could be alone with Ryder. He took my hand and led me out of the building. The cool night did little to soothe my heated skin as we hurried towards his car. He opened the passenger door of the Lexus for me, and I slid onto the leather seat.
I couldn't help but admire his rugged handsomeness as he got into the driver’s seat. His chiseled jawline, sharp eyes and athletic build made my body tingle with an eager lust. He started the car’s ignition. His hands were big on the wheel. I imagined them on my bare skin, kneading my breasts and spreading my legs apart to rub my hard little clit until I couldn’t take it anymore. Desire racked through me. I squeezed my thighs together and already felt a slickness between my legs.
Ryder put his hand on my thigh, his fingers finding the side vent of my dress. I bit back a gasp from the skin-on-skin contact. His masculine energy activated all my sensitive nerve endings. "Where to?"
"Your place?" I suggested, feeling braver than I ever had before.
He put the car into gear without saying a word. The quiet was filled with electricity, buzzing between us like static in the air as he drove. I hardly paid attention to the streetlights as he drove through downtown.
With his free hand, he reached through the slit of my dress, passing my thigh to go to the hot juncture between my legs. I released a tiny breath I didn’t know I was holding as his fingers found the center of my silk panties. He pushed the delicate fabric aside and ran his finger along the lips of my labia, stroking them and parting them to touch my clit.
I leaned my head on the seat rest, biting my lip to keep from making noise, while he stroked the bud. The direct contact was almost too much for me to bear. The proof of my need for him created a warm, slippery path for his finger.
“You are so wet.” His voice changed when we were alone in the car, away from the mayor’s ball. It got low and carried an almost breathless rasp, like he was revealing secrets meant only for me. “How long have you been ready for me, Ava? Tonight, or other times, too?”
His bold question pierced through my sex-laden senses. Was I brave enough to tell him about the past weeks, how I stared at him when he was practicing, watching the sweat drip off his brow and make his shirt cling to his abs? Covering a story was the last thing on my mind when he held me the other day in the gym. “I’m supposed to be covering you, remember?” I barely got the words out as he kept tracing tiny lightning-hot circles on and around my clit. “You go first.”
His soft laugh was laced with a dark, sensual tone. “You already know I want you.”
The dashboard lights gave me a glimpse of the outline of his erection straining against his pants. All of that... was for me. It took too much of my willpower not to reach across and lay my hand on his thick length. One of us had to concentrate on the road. And it was obvious from the way Ryder could handle both the curves of the road and mine, which one of us was the better multitasker.
He kept on massaging me in a slow, sensual rhythm before building up to a firmer, steady movement. I tilted my hips as he slipped his finger inside me. He pushed against the upper vaginal wall.
As the sweet pressure he put on my G-spot took hold of me, I gripped the armrest of the passenger door. “Ryder.” My voice was little more than a moan as I, on reflex, clenched down on his finger. “You’re doing this to me here?”
“Enjoy the feelings in your body.” His voice was calming, near hypnotic. “Don’t fight them.”
My shallow breath left little clouds on the passenger side window. I turned my head and looked to Ryder. While he traced tiny rings of fire around my clit, he gave me a quick glance with his flashing eyes before he turned again to the road.
The way he touched me and the sensation of the car as it zipped along the asphalt was like a vibrator on turbo. Ryder soon slowed the car down as we arrived at his place, a sleek, modern luxury home on the quieter side of town. He pulled into the dark driveway, away from the streetlamps and porch lights of neighbors across the cul de sac.
Once the ignition was cut, he put all his focus on me. He inserted a second finger into me. I stared into his gaze, so intense I wanted to look away but couldn’t. My eyes closed as he came in for the hard, crushing kiss I craved.
My shoulders pressed against the back of the seat while Ryder maintained his relentless pleasuring of my body. I moved my hand over the gear shift to reach across to his side. His tux jacket was open. My fingers grazed along the front of his shirt, feeling the solid wall of his flat stomach. I ventured down until I felt his stony cock push against the zipper of his pants.
