As I followed Lily around her yard and into her backyard, I admired her beauty with her long hair and pretty dress. Her knowledge of flowers and what she planted and when, and her excitement to talk about it. I longed to kiss her.
It made no sense. It shouldn’t have, because it was all crazy and all so damn fast. I’d only just met the woman, and I wanted to wrap her in my arms and never let go.
“Does your mom still plant a garden?” Lily asked me as we stopped by the gate after walking around her backyard.
I shook my head. “No. But I keep it up for her.”
Lily studied me curiously. “You do?”
I looked her deep in the eyes. “Never miss a day.”
There was so much more I could say. How I visited my mother every day in the nursing home and how I kept her gardens flourishing at the cabin I grew up in and still lived in.
But there was plenty of time to show her my world and learn about hers. For now, I wanted to taste her.
To claim her as mine in the only way I knew how.
I took her by the waist and pulled her soft, tender body against my hard, throbbing one. I leaned down and covered her mouth with my lips, taking what was mine.
All mine.
CHAPTER THREE
Lily
The momenthis lips landed on me, I lost all sense of time and location, my thoughts flying out the window.
I became putty in his hands.
Ryker wrapped his large frame around me, his hands moving from my waist, down over my hips, and to my ass. He groaned loudly as he squeezed my ass cheeks and kissed me harder.
His tongue pushed inside, greedy and hungry and ready to explore, and I met him swirl for swirl, tango for tango, as we explored each other, each kiss deeper than the last.
It was as if I couldn’t get enough, my body craving more, as I pushed myself closer against him, my hands gripping his shoulders, the muscles flexing beneath. I stood on my tiptoes to reach him, his massive tall frame hovering above me, like a Greek God. I wanted to climb him like a tree and never come down.
When we broke apart, my lips tingled, and my chest heaved. I felt dizzy and heady from his kiss, like I couldn’t stand and so I slipped by arms around his neck and leaned my head againsthis chest. “Wow.” I mumbled, unable to find another word as I listened to his heart pump wildly.
Ryker buried his face in my hair and inhaled. “Lily, I know we just met but…”
I lifted my head and tilted my chin up, my eyes meeting his. Care and concern and passion, so much passion, reflected at me that my shyness faded away. “But it feels as if we’ve known each other forever?”
He nodded. “I’ve never felt like this before. I want you, Lily. So fucking bad.”
Shivers ran down my spine. A deep ache settled between my legs, unlike anything I’d felt before. An ache only he could soothe. “Me too.” I whispered, and then his lips were on mine again.
The kiss grew hot and passionate quickly, tongues swirling together as hands roamed. His muscles beneath his shirt were hard and rippled, and I wanted to see him naked,neededto see him naked. I tugged at his shirt as his hands roamed over my curves before moving to my breasts, cupping the large mounds, his thumbs brushing over my nipples through the fabric of my dress.
A dog barked in the distance and snapped me out of my daze. I jumped back and looked around. The last thing I needed was one of my neighbors seeing me make out. “Want to come inside?”
If only Whitney could see me now…
“I’d love to.”
I didn’t givemyself a chance to think as I led Ryker inside, not about what would happen after, or if it would get awkward, but only about what he’d look like naked in my bed.
And I couldn’t wait to see.
Inside, Fluff, my white cat, greeted us at the door with a meow before scurrying off to the kitchen. “Don’t mind her, she’s a goober.” I said with a laugh. “Now where were we?” I asked as I fisted his t-shirt and pulled his face down to me. Damn, I was getting ballsy.I liked it.
