Scarlett clears her throat and all attention turns to her. “Now that you’re done with your little interrogation, can we please enjoy our meal and you can get to know Ryker without all the male posturing? He’s not going anywhere, so you all need toget used to that,” she says defiantly, jutting her chin out as she stares down each and every one of her brothers.
“Sorry, Lettie,” they all say in unison before we dig back into our delicious meal.
The rest of the evening unfolds in a much more relaxed manner than it began. As we eat, Scarlett’s family asks about my family, my time in the military, and my plans for the future.
“I’m not sure exactly what the future holds for me as far as a career goes. I have a few ideas, but nothing solid just yet,” I tell them. “All I know is that whatever I do, I want this one by my side as I do it. She’s smart, strong, and beautiful to boot. Your sister is one of the good ones, and I thank you for looking after as long as you did. It’s my turn now though.”
Scarlett smiles up at me and her brothers nod in approval. I’m not sure I won them all over exactly, but they can tell how much I love their sister already, so hopefully that’s enough for now.
After dinner, everyone starts to move over to the fire pit to make s’mores for dessert, but the sweetness I’m craving has nothing to do with chocolate, marshmallows, or graham crackers. As if she’s on the same wavelength I am, Scarlett pulls me aside and whispers in my ear.
“The only dessert I want right now is you,” she says, her breath brushing against my skin and causing me to shiver. Honest to God, I have never shivered from anything but the cold a day in my life. Yet here I am, swooning over my little Firecracker.
My eyes find hers and I see the heat in her gaze. “Then let’s go make our excuses and get back to my motel room,” I tell her, leaning down to nibble on the lobe of her ear. “I will happily pay a fee for the noise complaint when you’re begging me to make you come.”
Scarlett sighs, her body sagging into mine for a moment before she straightens out. Her eyes narrow and a smirk plays across her face. “Oh, honey bear, it’s you who’s going to be doing the begging.”
As she saunters off towards her family, I watch her ass wiggle as she walks. I groan and follow after, knowing that she’s right. I will be on my hands and knees every day begging for her attention, and I couldn’t be more excited about it.
Chapter Seven
~Scarlett~
The door to Ryker’s motel room slams against the wall as we fall inside, a tangle of limbs and joined mouths that can’t stop for one second from exploring each other. My arms and legs are wrapped around him like some kind of snake, but the only thing I want to choke right now is the python in his pants.
Every time I grind my center against his hips, his massive dick pushes against me andit is creating so much delicious friction that I’m going to come from this alone. Ryker kicks the door shut and walks us over to the bed. He makes to put me down, but I shake my head no against his mouth while I suck on his tongue and keep thrusting against him.
“Not yet,” I mumble as I continue to rub myself all over him. About three seconds later, I break the kiss and come apart in his arms. It’s not the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had, but it’s enough to take the edge off so that when we really get going, I can focus more on him than myself. Ryker has been putting me first ever since we met, and I want to return the favor. It’s not like it will be a hardship. My hands have been dying to explore his body for days, and now I don’t have to wait any longer.
Ryker breaks the kiss and pants his breaths. “Shit, Firecracker,” he breathes out, brushing his lips against mine briefly before looking back at me with wonder in his eyes. “Love how responsive you are.”
I hum and drop from his arms and run my hands up underneath his t-shirt, loving the feel of hard muscle and the slight dusting of hair beneath my fingertips. “Now should we see how responsive you are?” I ask before dipping my hands lower and palming the front of his tented jeans.
Ryker groans and looks down at me, heat and need in his gaze. “Darlin’, I think you can already tell how responsive I am,” he grits out, bucking his hips into my hand as I continue to grope him through the material of his pants.
“That I can.” I stop my actions and step back, popping the top button of my dress apart and moving onto the next. “Now be a good boy and strip your clothes off and sit on the edge of the bed,” I command, my voice low and husky.
Who even am I right now? I have zero experience in this arena, but Ryker has shown me so often over the last few days that he thinks I’m a strong, capable woman that I feel free enough to try a few things, things I’d only thought possible in my dreams.
Ryker’s brow raises in question before he pulls his t-shirt up and over his head. “Yes, ma’am,” he says obligingly as he unbuckles his belt and pulls the zipper down his jeans. My thought train is temporarily derailed as I watch him reveal more and more tanned skin. His chest and torso are hard and defined, and for a moment I get distracted by the tattoo on his left arm making another appearance. It’s the Marine Corps logo with the words “Semper Fi” written below. “Like what you see, Firecracker?”
My head bobs and my mouth goes dry as he pushes his jeans and boxers down in one move, revealing thick, muscularlegs and what could quit possible be the most beautiful dick I have ever seen. Most people don’t think of the male appendage in that way, but most people aren’t me.
Ryker’s cock is long, thick, and smooth. I can see the head leaking already and my tongue peaks out and runs across my lips of its own accord. My previously dry mouth is suddenly salivating with the need to lick and suck him until he’s screaming my name like he promised.
When my eyes finally meet Ryker’s again, I see him smirking and narrow my gaze. “You think you’re hot stuff, huh?”
He reaches down and starts stroking himself in long, hard pulls. “Only when you’re looking at me the way you are right now,” he states before sitting down on the edge of the bed, just as I instructed. “What now, Firecracker? It’s your show.”
I love that he is letting me take the lead. My lack of experience isn’t something that I’ve confessed yet, but I think he can tell I need to go at my own pace, and him being able to read me so well is just another one of the many reasons why I love him.
Feeling braver than I have in probably ever, I start undoing the buttons of my dress again, letting it fall to the floor so that I’m standing in front of him in nothing but my bra and panties. A low growl comes from Ryker’s chest, and now it’s my turn to smirk.
“Like what you see, honey bear?” I ask, echoing his statement from moments ago.
Ryker’s eyes burn into mine and his fists open and closes next to him on the bed. “Fuckin’ love what I see, darlin’,” he says firmly, and I believe him. Guys have checked out my cleavage or my ass on occasion, but never before has anyone looked at me like I was as beautiful and sexy as he does. His head nods at my underthings. “Do I get to see the rest?”
Still smirking, I reach back and remove my bra, watching his eyes widen as my full breasts are freed. Next, I pull down my panties and kick them over to him. He catches them easily before pulling them up to his nose and inhaling deeply. His eyes turn near black and now it’s him who’s licking his lips. The growling noise is back, and I love how evident his barely restrained desire for me is.
