“Are you willing to explore more of that with me?”
She bit her lower lip, terrified by a truth she’d only just discovered. Admitting it out loud would change everything between them because it was more than simply having sex. She trusted Ryker with her life, perhaps even her heart as well, and while this whole thing between them was a disaster ready to explode in both their faces, she didn’t care. She was tired of living half a life and pleasing her partner simply to keep the peace. She wanted to live without fear.
With a deep breath, she nodded once again. “Make love to me,” she begged. “Please? I need to feel you.”
“Let me get dressed. I’ll go find—”
“I have an IUD. I can’t get pregnant, and we’re both clean. Please, don’t make me beg.”
“Oh, you’ll be begging,” he said with a smirk. “On your knees, on your back, with your legs wrapped around my head…”
He spun them around and pressed her back against the cold wall. She would’ve hissed against the shock of it, except he rearranged her legs and placed them around his hips. With his tongue deep inside her mouth, teasing and licking, devouring and claiming, he thrust upward and seated himself deep inside her pussy.
And then it began.
He took her against the wall.
He tossed her on the bed.
He bent her against the low dresser and swatted her ass.
Ryker staked his claim, taking her body and making love to her soul. He took her over and over, making her his. She went to her knees. She lay on her back. She wrapped her legs around his hips, hiswaist, his ass, and his face. All the while, he made love and made her beg for more.
She screamed out his name and collapsed from one orgasm, only to roll right into another. His relentless assault never wavered. He buried his face between her legs and had her writhing against his tongue.
The night passed in a blur of flesh melding against flesh, moans lifting on lips, and cries filled with pleasure and a hint of delicious pain.
PART IV
Tour
TIA & RYKER
TWENTY-SIX
Lover Boy
RYKER
Ryker’s bodycurled around Tia’s lithe frame in the small one-person bunk. They were naked, and the scent of sex lingered in the air. He brushed his lips against her shoulder and pulled her against the hardness of his morning erection. If heaven were a place, then he’d found it right here.
How many times had he awakened next to her in the field, aching and filled with longing, only to have to crawl out of his sleeping bag to find somewhere private to relieve the heavy ache in his balls? The desolate desert environment of Afghanistan made that task nearly impossible, but he’d learned the art of discretion as he jacked off to thoughts of Tia in his arms.
She rolled her shoulders and stretched, which pressed her glorious ass against his dick, making it ache and come alive. Like him, it was an insatiable beast for anything Tia related.
“Good morning.” She reached behind to stroke his cock. “Do you ever get soft?”
“I’m constantly hard around you,” he said and shamelessly pressed his dick against the crack of her ass. “Any idea what time it is?”
“Honestly, I don’t care,” she said. “I could stay here forever.”
“You’d like that?”Stay with him? Forever?Tia in his arms forever sounded perfect.
Her fingers grazed his erection, and her nails bit into the sensitive skin.
“Mmm,” she said. “I’d like that very much.”
“We have nowhere we need to be,” he said, grinding against her ass. “We can stay here for as long as you like.”
