“I’m not.” He holds my hand and asks for directions, and then he’s tugging me inside the house, and we find the powder room that guests are welcome to use.
“I’ll be right out.”
I’ve just washed my hands and am drying them when the door opens. Ry slips in and then shuts and locks it behind him.
“I don’t want to watch you pee, Ry.”
His lips quirk up, and then he gestures to my clutch. “Do you have lipstick in there?”
“Sure, I—”
But I can’t get another word out because his lips are on mine, and my back is against the wall.
“I want my hands in your hair,” he murmurs against me, “but I won’t mess you up. Everything else is fair game. Got it?”
“Christ, Ry, everyone isright there.”
“Then you’d better be quiet. Can you do that for me? Can you be a good fucking girl and stay quiet while I fuck you like I own you in here?”
Holy shit.
“Ry.”
He grips my face and makes me look at him. “Answer me.”
“Uh, yeah. I can stay quiet.”
He brushes his lips over mine. “Good. You’re so fucking incredible, Wills. Out there talking with those people like you were born for it, your sexy-as-fuck voice seducing me all damn night as you walk around in this dress, with those shoes.”
“You bought them,” I remind him, and he grins against my skin as he kisses down my neck.
“And I’m damn proud of myself for it.” He reaches under the hem of my dress and works my underwear down my legs, brings them up to his nose and breathes in deep. “These are already wet.”
I can’t even reply. This might be the sexiest moment of my life.
Ryker unfastens his pants and pulls his already-hard cock out, then picks me up, braces me against the wall, and plunges right inside me.
“I’d love to get on my knees and eat you,” he growls against my lips. “To worship you the way you should be right now, but we don’t have time, and if I don’t feel your sweet little pussy wrapped around me, I might go out of my mind.”
I tip my head forward and bite his shoulder, trying to keep my screams inside.
“Good girl. Fuck, you take me so well, Wills.”
“Oh my God,” I moan against him, already so close to coming.
Suddenly, there are voices outside the door, and my head whips up and my gaze locks on his.
He presses his hand to my mouth and slowly shakes his head as he continues to pound into me on long, hard thrusts.
“Shh,” he whispers and then leans in to press his lips to my ear. He grinds the base of his cock against my clit. “Come for me, baby.”
I whimper and then quiver around him in a spectacular climax, and he follows me right over, grunting as he grinds into me.
“Shit,” I whisper.
“Did I hurt you?”
I chuckle. “No. Holy fuck, Ry.”
