Page 136 of Foolish Pride


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“That’s it? Nothing else to say?” he called out.

I held up my middle finger, flipping him off as I made my way to my Jeep at the back of the lot.

“What the hell did I tell you about parking back here?”

“Go to hell, Ryder!”

I was just about to the safety of my Jeep when he spun me around again, this time shoving me up against the door. His lips came crashing down on mine as his hand snaked around my neck, pulling me tighter into his arms.

“I can’t fucking walk away,” he cursed, sliding his hand down my body, slipping underneath my dress. “Fuck, I just…”

My eyes fluttered shut as his lips caressed my neck. Fingers slid over my panties, gently rubbing at my clit.

“Fuck, Ellie. I’ve missed you so much.”

I spread my legs as he slid a finger under my panties and into my pussy. I was on fire, desperate for his touch. Nothing had been right without him, and every day that passed felt like an eternity.

“Ryder,” I gasped as his tongue laved every inch of my skin, working me into a frenzy as his finger pulsed inside me.

“Every fucking day, I tell myself not to go to your house, not to use that damn key.”

My head swam as dizzying tingles spread through my body. I was so close, on the verge of coming hard on his fingers. I couldn’t hold out much longer.

“I need you, Ellie. I need you in my bed. Your pussy wrapped around me, strangling my cock. Fuck, tell me I can have that.”

A chill spread through my body, erasing the heat from just moments ago. Shoving him away from me, I straightened my dress and wiped his kisses from my lips.

Tears pricked my eyes as I watched him standing there, heaving as his eyes trailed over my body.

“And that’s it?”

“What do you mean?”

I laughed humorlessly, feeling like an idiot for ever thinking I would have something real with him.

“I’m so stupid.”

“Ellie.”

Turning, I yanked my door open and climbed in. “I’m worth more than just a quick fuck every night, Ryder. I thought you knew that.”

“That’s not?—”

“That’s what you just said!” I cried out. “You want my body. You want me to fuck you, but you don’t want me!”

Tears poured down my face as I tried and failed to close my door. God, I was such a wreck.

“Go away, Ryder.”

“But—”

“You’re ruining me!” I shouted.

He froze on the spot, his fists clenching hard as he resisted coming after me. Luckily, it gave me just enough time to slam my door and escape the parking lot. I cried the whole way home, and when I walked through the front door, I broke down in tears on the floor.

Tugging my knees to my chest, I cried for all that was lost.

He was the one man I wanted, and the one man I could never have.