There’s a pause, then she slams her lips to mine. It’s her that fucking kisses me. And I want to sink into her. Taste every part of her. Explore.
She shifts and I feel the heat from her pussy as she grinds into my hardening cock. The waning moonlight spills through the condensation on the window, landing on her soft, golden skin. I’m fucking mesmerised as she rolls her body into me. Her fingernails bite into the back of my neck. I groan in protest when she pries our lips apart. She arches back, bumping the horn and it blares through the still night. Her laughter fills the car, and it’s the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard.
‘I love you, Ryker Edwards. You have me. All of me. And I’ll let you take me into the darkness, because I’ll always show you the light.’
That does it. I lose my rage, my turmoil, all my pain and my mind. I give myself to her and succumb to the moment.
Peeling her shirt collar down, I expose her nipples then lift her up so her breasts are level with my mouth. She gasps as I scrape the tight bud of her left nipple between my teeth before I suck the whole damn thing. My cock swells painfully against my jeans and I grip her ass, pulling her closer.
I nibble and tease, kissing every inch of her before landing on her neck, taking time to taste the sunshine on her skin. She presses further into me, letting her head fall back. I’m rock fucking hard, and I want more.
‘Ryker …’ she gasps as I lift her skirt, gathering it around her waist.
The scent of her arousal mixes with the ever-lingering lemon on her skin. I’m nearly mad with the need to sink inside her.
I run my hands up her body, tracing her curves, my fingers running over a peaked nipple. I give it a gentle tug that elicits a shudder. Her responsiveness makes me smile. It’s time I show her how I’d truly touch her.
Reaching down, I move her underwear to the side and swirl her wetness over her clit.
‘Ryker … wait … I—’ Her words shatter as I slide a finger into her tight pussy then bring it back out to run over her clit. Her blown pupils fix on my face and I smile.
‘Got something you want to say, Little Suspect?’
I rub circles. Another moan. Then I pause. ‘Tell me.’
‘I … I haven’t done this before.’
‘This?’
I know what she means, but I need to hear her say it.
Her cheeks flush as she gives me a knowing look. ‘I’m a virgin, Ryker.’
The words are a tectonic shift that cracks me apart. All I hear is:she’s mine.
I thrust a finger in deep, my palm rubbing against her clit and her pussy cinches around my fingers.
‘Fuck!’ she cries.
‘Don’t worry. I’ll warm you up, baby,’ I soothe.
Adding a second digit, I pump my fingers and curl them as a strained whimper wrestles free from Gianna’s chest. She bucks and moans and whimpers. I wrap my arm around her waist because she’s not going anywhere except for the edgeI warned her about. The rain is pelting down outside now, drowning out her cries and that’s a problem, because I want to hear her—
‘Scream,’ I demand. ‘Let’s hear that beautiful voice.’
She’s a writhing mess in my arms, her arousal smeared across her inner thighs and coating my lap. Her cunt pulses around my fingers and she comes apart, her back arched as she rides out her orgasm, and I keep the pressure on until she’s drained.
I slip my hand out from beneath her and bring my glistening fingers up to trace over her mouth, pushing them past her lips. Her eyes stay fused to me as her tongue swirls over my skin, a subtle smile filling her cheeks.
‘Such a good girl,’ I say as I hook my fingers behind her bottom teeth.
I reel her in closer, bringing her lips to mine. Slipping my fingers free, I kiss her, the taste of her pussy mixed with her mouth. I’m intoxicated. Fucking drunk from everything that is Gianna Brooks.
The scent of her, of us, drives me wild. I need her. Now.
Unbuttoning my jeans, I pull the fabric down enough for my erection to spring free. Her eyes drop to my cock as I wrap my palm around it, running down the length in a slow stroke.
‘You can take it,’ I coax.
