Total pages in book: 196
Estimated words: 180438 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 902(@200wpm)___ 722(@250wpm)___ 601(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 180438 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 902(@200wpm)___ 722(@250wpm)___ 601(@300wpm)
That was all the go-ahead he needed to start up a pounding thrust that rocked both our bodies and slammed me into the mattress beneath me just as the headboard banged into the wall. Even the squeaking of the bed was sexy and helped to inflame my lust as I tried to keep up with his untamed passion.
“Ryder!”
“I’m right here.” He must’ve sensed the fear in me because he set out to soothe. For a second there, things were so intense that I’d been afraid that it was too much. There was so much feeling, so much emotion that I almost suffocated, but it was gone now, that feeling of drowning, and I didn’t care that he was too hard or too rough; I wanted it.
I did my best to keep up with him taking him in deep as I scored his back with my nails and breathed out his name as his lips covered mine, taking the sound into him. I remembered how he liked me to squeeze down around him as he moved in and out of me, and I did it now, feeling myself getting close once again.
My hips took over as if they had a mind of their own, and I became wild, throwing my head back and screaming out my orgasm as liquid heat rushed through me and leaked around his cock.
He lost control, we both did, and when he bit into my neck, I didn’t try to stop him. “Mark me!” I gave him the permission that he didn’t ask for, but I knew what saying those words would do to him.
Always before, I’d been careful not to let him leave his mark on me. I had an image to uphold and was owned by the studios and the fans, and everyone else that had a say in my life, so I always had to walk on eggshells so as not to step on any toes.
This time around, I didn’t care; I’ll never care again about anyone else’s wants or feelings when it comes to our relationship but my own. His and mine. I’ll always put us first this time around; come what may.
***
*Ryder*
Per Lyon’s instructions, I hadn’t told her about Janie and that she was on her way here, and I was glad I hadn’t. I didn’t want anything to mar the joy I saw in her eyes when she looked at me. Unlike before, I found the time after just as fulfilling as our lovemaking.
There was no guilt and feelings of inadequacy making me rush from the bed to get away from her knowing eyes; in fact, I felt closer to her than I ever have, and it was beautiful. I’m not sure about second chances and how many people ever really get them in life, but I’ll be forever thankful for this chance.
There was nothing holding me back now, no hidden secrets waiting to jump out and destroy what we had because I’d shared it all with her already. If I’d known how understanding she would’ve been about my shortcomings, I would’ve spilled my guts a long time ago and spared us both the hell of the last five years.
If I’d known this feeling that was better than any chemical high existed just by being in her presence, then I would’ve moved mountains to hold onto her back then. I shook off my thoughts, not willing to let even them interfere with this moment of bliss.
We hadn’t really talked about the future, but now that she’d gone public, I see no reason not to. I’m pretty sure we’re on the same page, but just to be sure, “I want to marry you as soon as possible. I know I have to talk to your mom and Sydney and ask their forgiveness for the way things happened in the past, but I should warn you now that even if they don’t approve, I won’t let that stop me. Not this time.”
“I agree, but we’re not having a rushed wedding. We’re going to have the wedding of the century. It’s going to cost you millions.” I think that was a shot at my rushed courthouse wedding to Janie, but I didn’t push to find out.
“We will have whatever wedding you want. Just don’t take too long to plan it.”
“These things take time; what’s your rush?”
“I don’t want you to change your mind,” I said it jokingly, but I was partly serious. A part of me was still terrified that she’d come to her senses and go running as fast and as far away from me as she could.
“I won’t change my mind, not unless you lose yours again, at which point a wedding will be the least of your worries.”
“Is that a threat?” I kissed her cute little nose and grinned, feeling like the man I’d always wanted to be with her.