"It’s you. You make me like this."
Reaching back, I hook my fingers into the band of his briefs and drag them down enough to free the crown of his erection. It springs out.
A little moan escapes me when the heated tip presses against my lower back, pulsing.
He snaps.
His body shudders hard as Ryker shoves his hand into my shorts, under my panties, roughly seeking my pussy.
"Oh. God." He exhales hard as he grinds against me from behind, his fingers seeking my clit at the same time.
Little pants for air are all I can manage.
A sensation winds tighter and tighter inside of me. I’m on the verge of coming and all he’s done is stroke my clit and labia in commanding circles.
"This little pussy is going to break my cock, squeeze the fuck out of me."
Ohhhh.I’m close.
"Ryker," I half wheeze as a contraction rolls through my core. He feels it and immediately pulls his fingers away making my vision flicker.
"You come on my cock.Onlymy cock tonight."
I want to hate that.
Only I don’t.
I love it.
Tremors are racing down my legs as my hips move on their own. Desperate for him to fill me up.
In some kind of magic move, he has me beneath him a second later. With a warm rumble, he pushes my legs wide and settles down on me.
He’s incredibly heavy. Safety in human form. And without warning, my body melts below him.
"Oh fuck, you’re sweet," he murmurs as his fingers slide into my hair and his mouth drops down to mine.
The heat of his tongue against mine burns me up. Fanning a flame that sits low in my belly. I draw tighter, but somehow the way he’s kissing me relaxes me more.
I’m not afraid of Ryker.
Never.
The sensation of utter calm slips under my armor and knocks the rust away.
I want to give myself to him. Surrender to his touch.
"I trust you," I whisper against his lips as I rest my arms on his broad shoulders. "Take me."
The light on the nightstand clicks on, his hand beneath the shade, bathing us in warm, low light.
The dark was intimate... this is even more powerful.
He stills above me, looking down at me with a fierce, protective expression.
"I needed to see you," he explains.
The room seems to cocoon us. An intensely private moment carved out in a house with other people just feet away in the other bedrooms.
