I grunt as I thrust back in and feel heaven greet me all the way to the root.
She leans forward a little, letting me go deeper, and we both groan. “Please,” she whines as she moves her ass back on my cock, as if begging me to go deeper.
“You want me to cum in you?” I ask, pushing in a little more and holding it there this time, letting her feel every inch of me inside her.
“I don’t know,” she says and looks back over her shoulder at me. She moves her hips and I feel her pussy clench. “Maybe just this one time?” She bites her lip, and I swear to god I leak a little inside her at the sight.
“Fuck,” I spit out as my cock throbs. “You tell me now or it’s too late.”
Her pussy clenches again, and this time it doesn’t stop. She’s pushing back on my cock and cumming all over it. I look down to where we’re joined as I can see the evidence of her virginity, her climax and my cum mixed together, and I can’t hold back a second longer.
I grab her ass and unload inside her as her pussy massages it out of me. It’s all I can do to keep from collapsing on top of her as every drop inside me is drained. I can feel it all the way to my toes while I pulse into her.
Whispering her name as I wrap my body around hers, I register somewhere in the distance that she’s cried out, said my name, and asked for more over and over. I’m thankful she reached her climax when she did, because there was no way I could go a second more.
It’s all a blur as my shaky legs lift us off the floor and onto the bed. We’re both still mostly dressed and I’m still inside her, but I have no plans to change either. Instead, I wrap my arms and legs around her, keeping her as close as possible while I whisper in her ear words of devotion and comfort. I tell her how incredibly beautiful she is, how special this was to me, and how I’m going to take care of her for the rest of our lives. I tell her everything that’s in my heart until she drifts off to sleep.
Then I kiss the place below her ear and whisper, “I love you.”
Chapter 20
Blair
Warmth surrounds me as my eyes slowly open. A sliver of morning sun peeks through the thick curtains, and I smile when I see Ryker is wrapped around me in a possessive hold. Even in his sleep he’s obsessed.
Slowly I roll over, not wanting to wake him up but seeking a chance to look at him without him knowing. I rest my hand on his bare chest and fight a blush when a see a small hickey on his neck. I have to fight a laugh because I’m a little shocked that I did it. I never thought I was passionate when it came to anything sexual. To be honest, I didn’t really think about sex that much. Well, before Ryker. It’s probably why I’d never done much in that area beyond some heavy petting.
Ryker brings out a side of me that I didn’t know was even there. Or maybe I did know it was there, but I’ve just spent years trying to hide it, trying to be something that I’m not. One thing I do know is that right now I’ve never been happier or more content in my life. It’s crazy because I don’t have one single worry when I should be having thousands. All I can think about is if we can do what we did last night all over again and never leave this bed.
I shuffle my legs a little to see if I’m sore, but I only feel a small twinge. I wouldn’t call it pain, more of an ache at being filled. Ryker woke me up in the middle of the night and we made love once again. Then we soaked in his big tub, where he rubbed my entire body until I passed out again. It was perfect. He was perfect.
I run my hand up his stomach and back to his chest, resting it over his heart. He looks so much younger when he sleeps. Leaning over, I move my hand and kiss his chest. I’ve never felt so close to someone before. It’s almost laughable that for a second I thought I could be with someone like Fritz. I don’t even know what to call that relationship anymore, because looking at what I have with Ryker, it’s nothing in comparison. I actually feel a little stupid for even dating him. I sold myself short on what a man should give me and what he should make me feel. Because I’ve got it now, and it’s life changing.
“Morning.” My eyes fly up to Ryker’s. He’s got a sleepy smile that’s utterly adorable. He stretches his big body, and I watch as the sheets move out of the way to reveal exactly how excited he is this morning. My eyes are locked on his huge cock, and for a moment I’m wondering how I was able to have that inside me.
I laugh in surprise when he rolls over quickly and pins me under him.
“Missed you,” he says as he buries his face in my neck.
“How could you miss me? You’ve been wrapped around me all night,” I tease as he pulls back and smiles down at me. I can’t help but think this is how I want to wake every morning.
“I missed this.” His mouth comes down on mine in a slow, sweet kiss that has me wrapping my arms around his neck. When he pulls back he looks down at me with concern.
“Are you sore?”
Of course that’s his worry, and it makes me melt inside.
“I’m good,” I admit, not wanting him to stop.
I spread my legs and he nestles in between them. His cock brushes against my clit, and I gasp in pleasure.
“Nice and slow,” he whispers as he kisses my neck.
He teases me for so long, the need between my legs builds and builds. My hands slide down his back as he bears down on me even more. He rocks his hips back and forth, and then I feel the tip of his cock slide to my opening as he pushes inside. I lift my hips as he slowly enters me, so I can feel every hard inch of him. I moan his name, and he gives my neck a little bite, making my pussy clench, sending pleasure surging through my body.
“Still so fucking tight,” he growls in my ear, moving in and out of me. “You wrap around my cock like you don’t ever want to let me go.”
“Never.” The word falls from my lips instantly.
Ryker stills for a moment before he thrusts in again, only harder this time. He’s impossibly more possessive, but with a sense of urgency. My small admission seems to have sparked something within him. But it’s the truth. I don’t ever want to let him go. I want to hold on to all the things he makes me feel and all the ways he cares about me. It’s like no one else ever has.
I might have been stupid about some of the choices I’ve made before, but I know this one is right. I can feel it deep inside of me. There’s no more questioning, no more fighting it. It’s not like all the decisions I’ve made in my life before now. At the time I thought they were the right thing to do. This one I’m making because it’s truly what I want on every level.
“Good, because I’ll never let you go,” he rasps in my ear.
The possessive tone in his voice is all I need to send me over the edge. I cry out his name, and Ryker jerks above me as his warm release fills me. I moan when the heat of him sends my climax even higher.
He holds on to me tightly as he rolls us over so that I’m sprawled across his body. My head is lying on his chest, and the sound of our heavy breathing fills the room.
I turn my face into his chest and place a kiss there, realizing that once again we didn’t use protection. We should probably be careful, but I can’t find a reason to care. The idea should scare the crap out of me, but I’ve spent my life planning for everything. Deep down I know that no matter what happens, Ryker will take care of me and our baby. The thought of having his baby makes my heart flutter. I’ve always loved children, and it’s why I wanted to become a teacher when I first went to college. My breath hitches and hot tears burn my eyes.
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“Cricket?” Concern fills Ryker’s words. “Did I hurt you? Are you okay?” He tries to move us, but I sit up, placing my hands on his chest and pushing him down.
“I’m fine,” I tell him, smiling even though my eyes are filled with tears.
“You don’t look fine.” He sits up ignoring my attempts to keep him still. He cups my face and I see his eyes are filled with concern. “Tell me.”
“I’m just happy is all. Really, really, happy,” I admit. Maybe even in love. But I keep that to myself. I’ve never said those words to another person before, and I’ve never had them said to me before.
Ryker’s face softens as he kisses me. I wrap my arms around him, holding him close. This is the first person in my life I can truly count on to be there for me. For once I don’t have to worry about everything. I have someone at my side who truly cares about what I want and need.
Something new takes hold inside me and his kidnapping doesn't seem crazy anymore. His obsession with me doesn’t seem crazy either. In fact, deep down when I think about it, I love it. He wants me so bad and needs me on a level that’s so insane he’ll do anything to have me. I’m that important to him—beyond measure and reason.
Maybe I’m crazy, too. This could be unhealthy and codependent, and the old me would question it to death. I’d tell myself this isn’t right, but the old me didn’t get me anything that I truly wanted. I was living a life that was empty and I hated it. It might have been better than the life I had when I lived in the trailer with my mama, but it wasn’t much better. I was still all alone with no future.
When he pulls back he places kisses down my neck. “I don’t like to see you cry. Even if they are happy tears,” he tells me, his voice filled with emotion. I reach up, tracing his soft lips with my fingers.