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Wren
The wise thing would be to tell him we can’t do this and disappear into my own room, then think about what we came close to doing and swear to myself it won’t happen again. There’s this gleam in his eyes, though, that I can’t deny tonight, and it has me whispering, “I want this,” into the dark room.
Throughout the entire night, I wanted to stand from the dinner table, give my dad and brother a piece of my mind, and leave before they could insult Ryker even more than they already did. I’d had enough of it when I heard Elias talking to Ryker outside the door, and as much as I wanted to hold my emotions in, I couldn’t deny Ryker the truth when he asked me what was going on.
Did I think he’d end up kissing me like his life depended on it? Not at all.
Am I happy he did it? I shouldn’t be, but the way my lips are still tingling from his heated kiss is enough to give me the answer to that question.
Ryker slowly inches closer to me, his eyes trailing over my frame with heat swirling in them, and I shift onto the bed under his gaze. There’s something about the way he looks at me that makes my entire body come alive and my skin prickle under the attention, and I never want to lose that feeling. It’s insane to think about, considering who he’s supposed to be to me.
If anyone found out we were doing this, my career would be toast.
I guess it’s a good thing there’s no one around to catch us.
Ryker brings a hand over my inner thigh and trails his knuckles lightly against the thick flesh. Goosebumps erupt, following the trail of his touch as he drags it under my shirt and over my stomach. I wiggle under it, desperate to feel more, and he smirks under the dim lighting that escapes from the bathroom.
The way the light shines over his face makes him look like an angel coming to life, which I realize is odd to say about a man – it’s just true in this case, and I can’t stop staring at him. I must look like a lovesick idiot to him, but he doesn’t seem to mind as he leans forward and grips the edge of my shirt with his teeth.
My breath gets caught in my throat as he slides over my body, pulling the shirt with him, and I gasp when the air hits my chest. Since I had a t-shirt on today, I decided to forgo a bra because it becomes irritating when working on the ranch, and Ryker’s eyes blaze at the sight of my breasts. “No bra all damn day, Wren?”
A low growl escapes his throat before he leans into them and swirls his tongue around one nipple, then turns his attention onto the other. His touch, mixed with the air rolling over me and his tongue making my toes curl, has my nipples pebbling. He nips lightly at the tender bud, then lifts and continues moving up my frame until his lips are parallel to my own. Before he smashes them against mine, he nudges my arms as a way to tell me to lift them up, and I oblige immediately.
Once my shirt is discarded onto his bare floor, I crack a smile as I look over his frame. “Seems like you’re a little overdressed, wouldn’t you say?”
His teeth shine bright, and he smiles back. He lets out a deep chuckle before pulling away from me. “You gonna do the honors, Teach, show me how it’s really done?”
He doesn’t have to ask me twice. Within what seems like seconds, I’m sliding to the edge of the bed and placing my hands on the front of his jeans, unfastening the button eagerly to free him from the restraint. His length is already thick and hard beneath the fabric, begging to be released, and I drag my tongue along my bottom lip as I tug his pants down.
Ryker’s cock bobs in front of me, taunting me to run my tongue along it, but just as I lean forward to oblige the tiny voice in my head, I’m being pushed playfully back onto the bed. He’s got a knowing grin on his face when he hovers over me, then shakes his head. “Not just yet, baby. I’ve got other plans for our night, and they don’t involve this beautiful mouth wrapped around me.”
Now, I’ve got a thousand images running through my mind of what he could possibly have planned for me, but I guess I’m about to find out. I lift my ass slightly as he tries tugging my jeans down, then watch as patiently as possible while he discards those along with my shirt. Instinctively, I spread my legs to give him room to crawl between them, and I shiver at the way he glances over my bare frame.
There’s desire, want, and need blossoming in his light brown eyes – which get darker the more his desire increases. It’s a far cry from the kind of looks other men would give me and I can’t help but wish they looked at me more like Ryker is – as if I’m a priceless artifact that needs to be cherished.
“Do you know how long I’ve been wanting to taste you?” He rasps into the room, then he grips my ass and pulls me so that it’s hanging over the edge of the bed. My breaths become ragged as I feel his breath skating along my sensitive skin, the sensation forcing me to grip the sheets beneath me. “Since the moment I saw you, this is the image I had in my head,” he growls out.
He doesn’t say anything else, just drags his tongue over my clit slowly – as if savoring every bit of me on his tongue – and groans in response. “Sweet, just like I thought.” I tremble when he flicks his tongue more frantically over my clit, then move one hand to the top of his head and tug the strands.
“God, yes,” I moan, and that seems to only add fuel to the fire – if that’s even possible.
Ryker hums his approval against my skin, then lifts away from me and slowly drags a thick digit along my pussy before teasing my entrance with it. I want to scream for him to get it over with already, my release is just on the edge of a cliff and I'm desperate to jump off, but I also don’t want this moment to come to an end.
He pumps his finger in and out of me slowly, tongue creating a torturing rhythm against my clit that makes me shift against his mouth to ease the ache deep inside of me. My release is so close, but it seems as though he’s eager to keep me hanging on the edge forever. Just when I think he’s torturing me too much, he pulls his finger out of me and lifts away from my pussy.
I whimper and stare at him as he walks over to his nightstand and then opens the drawer aggressively. Please don’t stop, I want to say to him, but I’m worried I did something wrong. Except the sound of foiling ripping echoes through the room, and he turns around with his cock sheathed, the length bobbing as he walks back over to me.
He keeps my ass perched at the edge of the bed and pushes my legs back, opening me up to take him. We hold each other’s stare as he pushes himself into me, and my heart stutters at the flames swirling inside his irises. I’d always avoided staring at people when having sex, but now that I’ve seen the way Ryker looks at me, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to look away from his stare.
He swirls his cock around my clit, teasing me inch by inch, and with one swift shift of his hips, he buries himself deep inside of me. I gasp at the intrusion. I feel so full, and the way he’s stretching me has my walls clenching around him. He groans and drops into me, his lips trembling along the curve of my neck. “You were made just for me. So damn perfect.”
You can’t say things like that.
I shouldn’t like it when he says things like that. We're walking on thin ice, yet I can’t help but wrap my legs around his waist and push him further into me. I'm a glutton for punishment.
He pulls away from me, only to slam back in and bring my release right back to the edge he left it on. My belly dips with pleasure, pussy clenching and unclenching around him, and I know that it won’t be long before I come. I’ve never had it happen this quickly, I’d think it impossible if it were for the way my spine tingles with the oncoming release.
“Faster,” I whisper against his skin, my lips trailing over the hard planes of his chest in front of me.
