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“Please fuck me, Ryan. Please,” I beg, and the devilish grin on his face nearly brings me to my knees.
He shoves two fingers inside me, bringing me to the edge of ecstasy. “With pleasure, but not here.”
His mouth is back on me, and I cry out as the orgasm shatters through me.
He looks positively thrilled with himself as he continues to slowly lap at me as I come back to reality.
His hand reaches out and picks up my panties. My breathing stills once again when he slides them into his back pocket with a sinful glimmer in his eyes. He pulls my dress down, covering me, but I still feel so exposed as the breeze hits my innermost thighs.
“We can leave separately, but I want you in your room waiting for me when we get back. We are nowhere near done, Juliet.”
He presses a soft kiss to my lips before leaving me alone in the room, and it takes me several moments to steady myself.
There’s an aching and neediness that flutters around my belly as I walk toward the exit, and I don’t stop. My body is moving on autopilot, and Ryan Knox is the final destination.
Chapter Forty-Two
Juliet
The ride from the club to the hotel was excruciating, and as I made my way through the lobby and up the elevator, I found myself bouncing on my heels.
The room is quiet, too quiet. I pull my hair up and then let it down again as I pace nervously across the room. The restless energy prickles my skin and makes it impossible to stay still.
My body throbs with need.
When I hear Ryan sliding the key into the door, my body becomes one big p and the breath rushes out of my lungs.
He wastes no time when he enters the room, instantly closing the space between us. I back up until my calves hit the bed frame and he follows me, blocking me in.
His kiss is hard and demanding, and the shockwaves it sends through my body make me tremble. Ryan slants his head to the side and slides his tongue in, moving against my own. My arms wrap around his neck, and he leans down, pulling my body up, holding my weight in his strong arms. I wrap one of my legs around his hips, frantically trying to pull him closer.
The bulge in his pants presses against me, and a muffled cry escapes my lips. A moan of pleasure and need. The need to be closer, to feel his skin. To have his mouth all over me, his tongue flicking over that sensitive place he knows so well.
“Fuck,” he groans into my throat. “Ask me again. Tell me what you want.”
“I need you,” I pant. “Please.”
“You’re sure? You’ve been drinking and—”
“Ryan,” I breathe, narrowing my eyes at the God among men standing before me. “Shut the hell up and fuck me.”
A ghost of a smile flickers across his lips, but before I can process it, his mouth is on mine again.
My hands find the hem of the thin black shirt he’s wearing. I get it halfway up before he impatiently pulls it the rest of the way off. My fingers explore his chest, enjoying how it expands and contracts alongside his racing heart. I savor every inch of his warm, smooth skin. His broad shoulders and biceps.
Ryan Knox is stunning.
Feverish passion takes over, and I press my mouth to his skin, licking and sucking while he touches me everywhere.
His rough hands slide underneath my dress and up the outside of my thighs to my ass. His fingers dig in, and I moan again.
I continue my assault on his upper body with my mouth and slide my hand to the hard, thick bulge between his legs.
I rise to my tiptoes and pepper kisses up his neck, breathing in his scent every chance I get.
My fingers fumble with the button and zipper on his pants.
When his length is freed, I stroke it, feeling his excitement beading on the tip.
