Page 28 of Wine and Scenery


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“God, you’re so beautiful, Sophia.” Even more than he’d remembered.

He ran his hands up the curve of her waist, across her ribs to brush his palms over her pert nipples.

“Ryder…” Her voice was low, strained, needy.

So was he. All of him.

Dipping down, he captured a beauty in his mouth, while rolling the other between his thumb and forefinger.

She gripped his head and cried out, pressing her body into him. He switched sides, enthralled by her moans and the way her breath hitched in her throat. If it weren’t for the need ripping through him, he’d gladly continue to drive her wild. Drive them both wild.

But he needed more. Needed to taste her.

He dropped to his knees and kissed a path over her quivering belly, while he slid his hands up her legs. “You might want to sit for this,” he said, gently pushing her down into the arm chair.

Caressing the soft skin behind her knees, he bent down to brush open-mouthed kisses up her inner thigh. She spread her legs, and the view took his breath. For the first time in his life, Ryder wasn’t sure he could hold on.

But he had to. He had to taste her. To make her cry out in a pleasure too strong to contain.

Using the pad of his finger, he stroked her center, finding her wet and ready, and his erection throbbed behind his zipper.

“Ryder,” she whispered, breathing already unsteady. “How soundproof are these walls?”

“Very. Besides, Mason’s condo is empty next door.” Anticipation upped his pulse, because he knew why she was asking.

Sophia gripped his shoulders and smiled. “Good, because I could never be quiet with you.”

“No need,” he murmured against her thigh, and holding her gaze, dark with need, he slid his finger inside.

She cried out and thrust forward. “I…I’m not going to last.”

“Good.” He slid his finger in and out. “Let me know how much you like it,” he urged, before placing his mouth on her too.

A low, sexy, sound ripped from her throat. “Yes. That’s g-good…so good.” Her grip on his shoulders tightened. “Don’t stop.”

Not an option.

She was fucking perfect. Her little moans, and loud cries, they all filled him with an inner peace he could never explain.

Changing the angle, he upped his strokes and watched her head fall back as she tightened around him and let out the sexiest, loud, needy moan he’d ever heard.

Clenching his jaw to keep from following her over, he prolonged her orgasm with a series of quicker strokes. When her cries eventually stopped, he slowed his thrusts, watching her come back to earth. Her body went limp and she slumped against the back of the chair.

She was magnificent.

He released her and stood to quickly shed the rest of his clothes.

“Wow, Ryder.” She sucked in a ragged breath, satisfaction glowing in her gaze. “That was even more intense than I remember.”

Fishing out a nearly expired condom from his jeans, he smiled down at her. “We’re nowhere near done.”

Chapter Ten

Sophia’s pulse still hammered in her chest as she watched Ryder roll a condom onto a big, mouthwatering erection that was the cause of many fond memories. And damn, she was so ready to make more. Her body heated, despite the fact she still trembled with aftershocks from a fierce orgasm he just gave that robbed her strength.

Ryder was even more magnificent than she remembered. Muscles and ridges graced his body, and he had a sexy sprinkling of hair that criss-crossed down his abs right through the middle of that sexy Vee of his that drove her nuts.

Suddenly rejuvenated, she rose to her feet and took him in her hand. “Let me help.”