“Ryder,” I murmured, my head flopping back against his shoulder. “Give me more.”
“She speaks,” he whispered. “Fucking finally.”
His fingers slipped from my pussy, and then I felt a brush of cold air as he stepped back just enough to drop his pants. Moisture slid over my back as his cockhead brushed against me.
“Bend over and hold on, Ellie,” he ordered.
When I didn’t move fast enough, his hand pressed into the middle of my back, bending me over the side of the couch. I gripped the cushion as best I could, the anticipation nearly choking me.
His thick cock slid up and down my slit, until finally, he pushed inside, giving me the relief I desperately needed. His hand slid up and down my spine, sending tingles straight to my core.
“Hang on, Ellie. I’m gonna fuck you hard.”
I sucked in a breath just as he pulled out, and then it was like fireworks exploded behind my eyes as he thrust hard inside me, burying his cock deep once again. My fingers dug into the cushion as he pulled out. My pussy clenched hard around his cock, trying to suck him back in, to keep him where I desperately needed him.
“So fucking ready for me,” he murmured. “So fucking willing to take my cock.”
He slammed inside me over and over, each time faster and harder. I buried my face in the couch, crying out as he wrecked me. My hips dug into the side of the couch and burns formedfrom the material rubbing against me, but I didn’t care, not when he was inside me, making me feel like I was the sexiest woman in the world.
“Right there, Ellie. Right fucking there,” he grunted, his hips moving harder and faster as he fucked me hard and deep.
He gripped my arm and tugged me upright, pressing me to his chest. “That’s it. Take me deep inside you. Swallow my cock.”
I cried out, desperate and needy. And then his fingers slid over my clit, toying with the engorged nub. My legs shook and my breath rushed out of me as my whole body tightened as my orgasm washed over me.
Shaking, I stood there in his arms as he soothingly ran his fingers up and down my arms, pressing soft kisses to my neck, erasing the sore spots from where he sucked on my neck.
I was going to be covered in hickeys, but right now, I didn’t give a shit. I was riding a high unlike anything I’d felt before, and the longer he kept his thick cock inside me, the more I started to think that maybe this was something that I wanted more than just when he was willing to give it.
And that was a dangerous thought—one that I knew would only get me hurt. But as he held me in his arms and kissed me like this, my sanity took a back seat to my heart. Because I was in danger of falling hard for Ryder, and when he left, I wasn’t sure I would survive the fallout.
22
RYDER
I couldn’t takemy eyes off Ellie, and with every second that passed, she shifted in her seat across from me at Seafood & More.
She looked fucking stunning in that green dress. It was as if she knew exactly what she would do to me when she slipped that on. Her perfect breasts were on display for me, not enough to be too revealing, but enough to give me a taste of what would be waiting for me tonight.
“Stop staring,” she blushed, taking a sip of her wine.
“Make me.”
She glanced around at the other customers, fiddling with the chain hanging around her neck. It was simple, contradicting everything I knew about her. This woman should be decked out in diamonds and gemstones, but instead, she wore a thin gold chain that was barely visible with nothing more than small studs in her ears.
She was a walking contradiction.
She ran a boutique and wore some of the most gorgeous clothes, but didn’t wear anything too flashy.
“Ryder,” she chastised the longer I stared at her.
“Is there something wrong with me staring at you?”
“There is when everyone is watching you watch me.”
I shrugged, not caring at all. “So let them watch me. I don’t give a fuck.”
Her fingers skimmed over the bruises on her neck that I’d left there earlier tonight with my lips. I ran my tongue along my lower lip, remembering the taste of her on my tongue.
