I could give her my body and then my heart.
“Then tell me where I should fuck you, Odette."
“Here.” The one word slipped from my lips.
When I’d opened the door to Ryker standing there, I’d lost all thoughts. I had been worried that this was going too fast, unsure of what I wanted and thinking I could try to give this man more of me.
Then I saw him when he opened the door, and all I wanted was his lips on mine, his hands on me, him lying in my bed. Fuck moving too fast because I knew that I wanted this man, and when he first kissed me, I knew he wanted the same. We wanted the date, but fuck, we wanted this more.
And here I was telling him to fuck me against a wall.
“I’m more of a gentleman than that, Odette.” Ryker’s hands squeezed my ass as if a confirmation of what he was saying.
“I don’t need a gentleman, Ryker; save that for the date.” I ground my hips against him, feeling his length hard against me. “I need you.”
I wanted Ryker and nothing else. I hadn’t felt this kind of passion for so long, and this man had lifted me effortlessly. I knew from the first kiss we shared that it would be inevitable. That we would spark this kind of heat between us. I just hadn’t expected it so soon, or that I would want it this soon.
Ryker’s lips slammed against mine again, both of us fighting to get one up on the other. I bit at his lips; he slicked his tongue against mine. I was so lost in the kiss that I hadn’t realized I was humping Ryker, and not only that, but he was grinding into me against the wall, clothes completely on.
I could feel the build-up from the pressure between us.
“Ryker,” his name came out of me breathily. “I think?—”
I moaned as he pressed harder against me with slow, methodical movements.
Ryker’s lips moved from mine to my neck, and then up to my ear, biting on the lobe.
“You think what?” he whispered. The words were almost a secret between us in my house.
“I think I’m going to come.”
He bucked his hips against me again, and my head thudded against the wall as a loud moan escaped me.
“Fuck,” The word lingered between us. “Yes.”
His hips moved fast against me until my legs started to shake, and I gripped him tighter.
“Please,” I begged with my head still resting on the wall, mouth hanging open, feeling the edge of my orgasm coming fast.
“Come for me,” Ryker whispered, and his lips were on my neck, sucking the skin, and the wave crashed over me.
“Ryker!” I screamed into the void of the house. His movements didn’t stop as the orgasm rushed through my body. I was shaking in his arms, my hands roaming over his shoulders and his hair, taking handfuls again and bringing his lips to mine.
I kissed him roughly, a punishment for not giving me what I wanted yet, and that was his cock in me. He ground his hips into me, thrust after thrust, not relenting even though I’d come.
“Fuck me.” The words came out mid-kiss. I was done with the toying.
Ryker sat me down, my feet barely catching their grip on the floor before he was unbuttoning my jeans and pushing them to the floor. There was no way I was getting out of these right now, and it seemed Ryker didn’t have a plan to let me out of them all the way. He made sure one leg was out before he picked me back up and placed me against the wall. He quickly unbuttoned his jeans with one hand, taking out his cock. He fumbled in his back pocket, pulling out a small packet, ripping it with his teeth.
Who knew putting on a condom would be so fucking hot?
I looked down between us as Ryker sheathed himself; not much space left as his head pushed at my entrance.
“Tell me to stop if you don’t want this, because I don’t think I can unless you tell me to.”
Ryker crashed his lips to mine again, trailing down to my neck. He took skin between his teeth, biting hard.
“Ryker.” His name was a shout this time. “Put your cock in me and fuck me, damn it.”
