Page 110 of Hearts Fire


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Breath catching, I step further into the room. Even in sleep, he looks powerful, dangerous.

Then I have a wicked idea.

Careful not to disturb him, I move to the edge of the bed and slowly climb onto the mattress, my weight barely shifting it as I crawl between his legs.

Still a little drunk, I bite my lip to hold back a giggle as I reach out and lightly trace my fingernails up the length of his shaft through the fabric. To my delight, his dick responds immediately, thickening and growing hard from my touch.

I glance up at his face. His breathing has deepened, but his eyes are still closed.

Feeling even bolder, I hook my fingers into the slit of his boxers and gently pull his cock free. When it springs up, fully erect, I have to stifle another giggle.

I lower my head and take him into my mouth, sucking gently on the tip.

Ryder draws in a sharp, shuddering breath, but doesn’t wake.

Slowly, I suck him deeper into the back of my throat, watching his face as I do. When he groans low in his throat and grows even bigger in my mouth, I can’t help but smile around him.

Just as I’m getting into a rhythm, enjoying the taste and feelof him, I find myself pinned to the mattress with Ryder looming over me, eyes blazing into mine.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” he growls, voice rough with sleep and arousal.

“I couldn’t sleep, so I wanted to see if I could make you give in first? But since you don’t seem to be into it...”

I try to get up but he quickly lowers his body on top of mine so I can’t move.

Trapping my hands above my head, he spreads my legs with a knee and begins to thrust, rubbing his cock against my clit.

“I can make myself last a lot longer than you can, kitten.”

He keeps thrusting, his breaths becoming labored.

“Oh,fuuuck.”

“That’s right.” He tucks his mouth against my neck and begins to suck. Hard.

Pleasure ratchets through my body and I moan, but when I realize he’s giving me a hickey, my eyes fly open.

“Ryder! Stop!”

His mouth leaves my neck with a pop and he rolls off me, panting hard. “Go back to your room, Noia,” he growls.

Feeling somewhat ashamed, I rise shakily from the bed. When I reach the door, his voice cuts through the dark from behind me.

“You’re not going to win this war, kitten. Unless you beg, I’m not going to fuck you or let you come.”

Mentally beating my vagina into submission, I go back upstairs and flop onto my bed. It feels like forever before I’m able to drop off to sleep.

THIRTY-EIGHT

ryder

My heart hammersin my chest as I stare at the ceiling. Noia’s scent still lingers in the room and my cock is still painfully hard, throbbing from the ghost of her hot, wet mouth.

“Fuck,” I sigh into the dark.

When I woke up to Noia sucking my cock, it felt so fucking good, I nearly lost it right then and there. The feel of her kneeling between my legs, full lips wrapped around my dick, was erotic as fuck.

I feigned sleep as long as I could before I pushed her away and flipped her onto her back. Then it took every ounce of self-control I had not to rip off her shorts and bury myself deep inside her.