Pulling away just enough to see her face, I try to read her expression. Part of her is still scared, of what, I don’t know. There is a slight panic in her eyes, and her bottom lip is trembling.
Looking at her plump lips reminds me of what she can do with those. Desire stirs inside of me, and my cock hardens in no time.
“Ryder?” she says again, but it sounds more like a question.
“What is it, baby?”Baby? Where the fuck did that come from?
Hopefully, she really will forget about this in the morning. Penny stares at me in confusion, her eyebrows drawn together, forming little creases on her forehead. She looks like she forgot what she was going to ask me.
Yeah, she probably won’t remember any of this tomorrow. So, I guess it would be a good time to do this… something I’ve wanted to do since that first night I took her.
Sliding my hands up and down her back, I end up with one resting between her shoulder blades and one right on her perfectly shaped ass. I pull her even closer until there is no space between us. So close that I can feel her heartbeat through my chest, and her breath fans against my skin.
I press my lips against hers. It feels right and wrong at the same time. I haven’t kissed anyone since I was a teenager. I never felt the urge to, even then, but I want to kiss her now.
At first, she remains stoic in my hold. Only when I move my lips against hers does she part her lips slightly. I take the invitation and swipe my tongue across her pouty bottom lip, beckoning them apart more.
She tastes divine, so sweet with a hint of mint. I never thought a simple kiss could be so satisfying, so all-consuming and arousing. My dick is so hard it’s throbbing painfully. Like a steel rod between my legs, it’s lying between us.
Penny wiggles in my hold, her slender arms moving awkwardly. It takes me a moment to realize that she is trying to wrap them around my neck. I can’t help but smile against her lips while helping her to move her arms around.
When she finally manages, she holds me closer, deepening the kiss. She moans, and the sound vibrates through my entire body before making its way to my cock.
I’ve never wanted someone as much as I want her right now. I want her like a junkie wants his next hit. I crave her, need her. I didn’t plan on having sex with her, I just wanted to hold her and calm her down, but right now, there won’t be anything stopping me from having her.
Rolling us over, so she lies on her back while I’m on top of her. I keep most of my weight on my elbows but not enough to leave any space between us. Our lips are still moving against each other when I nudge her thighs apart with my knees, and she spreads her legs even wider, inviting me in as I line myself up with her.
Pushing inside her tight channel as slow as I can manage, I enjoy every single second. I savor every sensation and hold on to every tiny way her body responds to mine. She moans, and her hip lifts slightly, meeting my thrusts.
I’ve had sex so many times, I lost count a long time ago. Even with Penny, I can’t recall how many times it’s been. But I know that it has never… never felt like this. I’ve never felt so close to anybody, not physically or mentally. I don’t know where my body ends, and hers begins. It’s like we are in a bubble of some sort, a space where only we exist, where we come together and somehow become one.
Maybe this is what people mean when they say,make love. Even though I don’t feel like this is love. I can’t explain what this is, but it feels special, precious somehow, and I want to hold on to it for as long as I can. Because I know damn well tonight is all I’m going to get.
Chapter 19
Penny
Before I even open myeyes and wake up all the way, I know something is wrong. I feel weird… off. My mouth is dry, and there is a bitter taste lingering on my tongue, almost metallic.
There is a pounding behind my eyes, deep inside my skull, that I’ve never felt before. This alone is odd because I’ve had my fair share of head traumas. I should be used to any kind of headache by now.
Prying my eyes open slowly, I take in my surroundings. I’m in Ryder’s bed… naked. His blanket is draped over me. I clutch it closer to my chest and slowly sit up.
I’m alone in the room, which scares me a bit. But the thing that’s really freaking me out is that I can’t remember how I got here. Searching my memory, I ransack my brain for any information on last night. Thinking so hard only makes my head hurt more, and I come up empty anyway. It’s like someone has taken an ice cream scoop and scooped out a piece of my brain, a morsel that held all of my memories from last night.
The last thing I recall is… getting on a bike with Ryder. He drove us to the bar, that’s where things get fuzzy. I think we went inside…
After that, only snippets of memories flash through my head.
“Are you serious?” A muffled male voice meets my ears. Even through the closed door, I can hear the anger in it. Then I hear Ryder say something, but he keeps his voice low, so I can’t make out what he is saying.
Quietly, I get up from the bed and take small steps toward the door. Immediately, I notice something sticky on my inner thigh. I reach down between my legs, realizing I’m slightly sore, and there is definitely cum stuck to my skin. We had sex last night. He came inside me, again.
Damnit. Why can’t I rememberanything?
I grab the first item of clothing I can find. It’s one of Ryder’s sweaters. I slip it over my naked body and tiptoe to the door, lightly pressing my ear against it.
“How can you trust her? And how could she have done all that math in her head?” The unknown man asks.Math…that rings a bell. Ryder asked me to run numbers.
