“You don’t want to…?”
He takes my hands in his. “We have all night, Evie, and believe me, after that little naked-under-the-dress thing you pulled, we will use it. But we don’t have much sunset left. So get in and enjoy it for a few minutes before I make you come all night.”
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RYDER
“Yes, sir,” she says, and I feel the overwhelming urge to abandon the whole bathtub thing, throw her over my shoulder, and toss her onto the bed.
“No need to tease,” I say, holding her hand as she steps over the side of the bathtub.
She gives me a big grin as she settles herself in the water, and I follow her a moment later, stunned at the warm glow of her face in the sunset. She ties her hair up in one of those messy buns as I sit across from her, giving her the better view.
Mostly because she’s everything I want to look at.
She moves toward me, her hands skating along my thighs, my hips, my stomach, as she rests her legs on either side of me. Her breasts surface as she moves, all wet and perfect and calling out to me.
I run my thumb along her hard nipple as she leans forward, pressing a soft kiss to my cheek.
“God you’re fucking beautiful,” I say, struggling to even get the words out as I look at her.
She kisses my neck, her hands running across my chest and dipping down beneath the water, rubbing me.
“Evie,” I grumble, because if she keeps touching me like that, I’m not going to be able to wait the albeit small amount of time it’ll take to get her in bed.
“Ryder,” she whispers, her teeth nipping lightly at the skin of my shoulder.
And… I can’t. I can’t wait. Can’t do it.
I grab her hips and pull her close so my dick rubs right along her slick, wet heat. She shivers, her breasts pressing into me like a reminder that I don’t have enough hands for all the ways I want to touch her.
She must be feeling the same way because she lifts herself off me just enough to align my dick with her entrance and sink down on top of me.
“Oh god,” she whimpers, pressing her face into my shoulder as her pussy settles around me.
Andfuck, she feels too good.
Her hips move the slightest bit as she adjusts to me, her breathing rapid as she rolls them once, twice.
She sits up, her beautiful wet tits on full display in front of me, and I cup one between my thumb and forefinger, bringing my mouth to it and lapping at her nipple. She moans, the movement of her hips intensifying.
“Ryder,” she gasps, and the way she says my name has me fighting every muscle in my body to not lift her out of this tub, throw her onto the bed, and fuck her as hard as I can.
The rhythm of her hips grows stronger, the water dancing around her as she moves. The glow of sunset highlights her like some ethereal being, and when she tips her head back, her body on display for me while moaning my name, I think I might not be able to hold it in any longer.
But when her pussy clenches around me, her nails digging into the skin of my abdomen, I know I have to. For her.
“That’s it, Evie. Take what you need.”
I touch her everywhere I can—her curvy hips, her delicate waist. Her pointed pink nipples and her slender neck.
I memorize every curve of her body as she comes apart around me, clinging to me and calling out my name.
When she relaxes, her head on my shoulder and her body going all languid and soft on me, I kiss her neck, nipping lightly at the skin there.
“Fuck, Evie, I love the way you come.”
She lifts her head, kissing me softly, and I grab onto the back of her neck, holding her there.
