He took her into a bedroom and kept her mouth too busy for her to even look around. Not that she cared. She was much more interested in what he had to offer than in her surroundings, although knowing there were no knives hanging from the ceiling might put her at more ease. She broke the kiss. “Anything in here that can hurt me?”
He grinned. The bulge in his pants grew harder. “I’ll be gentle.”
Harper slowly slid down his body to her feet as he kissed her again, walking her backward. Her legs bumped the bed, and he followed her down, not for a minute giving her time to change her mind. His hands were all over her. His body on top of hers.
“What is with you and always wearing clothes?” His grin turned wicked. He grabbed the hem of her shirt and kissed her stomach as he slowly moved it up her body and over her head. His hand rested on her rib cage below her bra. His gaze held hers as he lowered his lips to heat her skin.
She didn’t allow herself to think, to analyze how he made her feel or the chaos that surrounded them being together. It didn’t matter in that minute; only he and she mattered in that minute. The times she’d spent fantasizing about this man couldn’t compare to his touch, to his taste, to him.
Harper raked her nails over his shoulders, earning a grin as he slid her bra straps down her shoulders. “You’re going to kill me with anticipation.”
“We’re not in a hurry. We’ve got the rest of the night.”
He’d drive her mad before he ever got her completely undressed. She pulled his shirt, by the collar, over his head and tossed it on the floor. The sight of hisimpressive chest was enough to make her mouth water. She wanted to taste every inch of him. “We’ve had months of foreplay.”
His smile grew as she helped him along. Arching her back, she unhooked her bra and reached for her zipper. His hands covered hers and brushed them out of the way. He took his time, slowly sliding her jeans and panties down her legs. His gaze heated her skin as his hands slowly moved up her thighs.
She clenched her legs closed, effectively cutting him off. If he touched her now, she’d go up in flames, and it would all be over before it even began. She tsked. “Your turn.”
“With pleasure.” Ryker slid off the bed and she watched, mesmerized, as he undressed, taking his time like a stripper working to heighten the anticipation.
“I was right. You’re an assassin stripper, aren’t you?”
His laughter was deep. Amusement touched his eyes as he dropped his jeans. No boxers in sight. His massive size was enough to snare her gaze, and she was hard-pressed to look away.
“Oh...a commando assassin stripper. You sure do have a big…gun. That should be your new title.”
He crawled up on the bed and spread her legs, resting between her thighs. “Treasure hunter fits better. I’m about to search for yours.”
She took his cock in hand and gave it a firm stroke before rubbing it through her folds and aligning him up. She was already hot and ready for him. “Let me draw you a map.”
He slid inside and stole her ability to speak. She moaned as he moved slowly in and out. Lowering his head, he kissed her lips. It wasn’t going to take long. She was already on the edge. Every thrust sent tingles along her nerve endings, and pleasure zipped through her body.
Harper slowly slid her nails down his back and wrapped her legs around his waist. He surged in deeper, harder, and with more haste. That was how she wanted him. With nothing but desire driving his force.
He moved like a man without thought, only need, searing every nerve in her body to life. Their quick pants filled the room, the slick slide of his body against hers brought her to the edge. She didn’t want it to stop. She didn’t want it to end, but she could feel it building inside, her channel tightening around him, bringing him to the frenzied need she felt.
He held her gaze and reached between their bodies. “You’re going before me.”
She didn’t have time to respond as he circled her clit and pressed her home.
His name broke free from her lips as her orgasm hit. She pierced him with her nails as he moved, once, then twice more and stilled deep inside. His groan was her reward.
He lowered his head to the juncture of her neck as their hearts started to slow. “I didn’t use a condom.”
“I’m on the pill,” she breathed out. “And I don’t sleep around.”
He raised his head. “I know.”
He rolled and pulled her against his chest. “I like you without clothes. We need to change the dress code.”
Ryker woke before Harper.He pulled her close to his body, enjoying the feel of her in his arms. The way she molded against his skin. Last night he’d taken her two more times before she’d fallen asleep from exhaustion, and even now his body was awake to say hello. His cock pressed against her ass as he moved his hand up to cup her breast.
“You’re insatiable,” she said, rolling onto her back.
“You bring it out in me.” His hand rested on her stomach as he leaned down and kissed her. His warm palm had slowly moved down the juncture of her thighswhen he heard a sound. His fingers froze, and he broke the kiss.
“Why are you stopping?” she whispered.
