Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 79440 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79440 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
Ryder’s house is packed full. Everyone is laughing and cutting up, having a good time. I’m standing in the kitchen holding Caden, Rushton and Crosby’s son. That’s how Ryder finds me when he walks into the house from the garage. He doesn’t know I’m here. He thought we postponed and that I couldn’t get away, so he’s confused, and then his eyes light up. He tosses his keys and phone on the counter and stalks toward me. He wraps me in his arms and kisses me soundly.
“I don’t know how you’re here, but fuck me, am I glad to see you.” Caden coos and waves his arms in the air, and Ryder takes him from my arms. “Hey, little man. Did you miss your favorite uncle?” he asks the baby.
Caden giggles when Ryder kisses his belly, and I see a moment of what our life is going to be like. This is our life, our future, and I’m so ready to get started on carving our place in this sleepy, little town.
“Not that I’m not happy to see y’all, but what are you doing here?” he asks the room.
“Well, I was driving by and saw Jordyn, so I stopped to chat. Then Palmer called, and well, here we are.” Ramsey shrugs.
“What smells so good?”
“All the things, brother,” Merrick speaks up. “You know, these ladies know how to feed us. Now that you’re here, we can eat.”
“Dig in. I’m going to grab a quick shower.” He hands Caden to Merrick and laces his fingers with mine, pulling me down the hall to his room. As soon as we’re in his room, he closes the door, turns the lock, and pushes me up against it. His lips find mine in a kiss that’s much softer than I was expecting.
When he finally pulls away, we’re both breathing heavily, and his forehead is resting against mine. “I hope it’s okay that I’m here.”
“How long?”
“Until Sunday.”
He pulls his head back and the love and hope I see in his eyes has my knees going weak. “Yeah, Gianna and Calvin took a last-minute weekend trip. She called and asked me to go along, well, to take my phone along.”
“We owe them dinner and something special that’s for sure.”
“Yeah, she’s the best.”
“I’m glad that you have her.”
“We have her. You’re sharing your family with me, and well, Gianna is the closest thing I have as far as someone to support and love me.”
“Gianna used to be all that you had. I have a house full of people that proves that’s no longer the case.”
“Sorry about that. Ramsey stopped when I was bringing in groceries, and then it kind of just took off from there, and the next thing I know, everyone was coming over. I should have called you.”
“You have nothing to apologize for. They’re family. They all have keys to get in and they know they’re welcome. However, if you’re not okay with that, I can talk to them about calling first, and not ambushing you.”
“No. I… kind of love it. I’ve never had this, and it’s nice to feel so… welcome.”
“You’re so welcome,” he says, pressing his lips to mine. “Legs around my waist, sweets.” He lifts me, and I do as he says, and he carries me to the bed. He lays me down and stares down at me. “I get you all weekend?”
“All weekend.”
His gaze heats. “Pants off.”
“What?” I laugh.
“You heard me, sweets. I’m having dessert before dinner.”
“Ryder! Your entire family is just down the hall.”
“Then you better be quiet.”
“We—can’t.”
“Oh, we can and we will. Get naked, Jordyn. Pants off, baby.” He reaches behind his neck, pulls off his T-shirt, and tosses it to the floor. He’s quick to remove his jeans and boxer briefs. He’s standing before me, his hard cock in his hand, and eyeing me expectantly.
Heat pools between my thighs. “You have to be fast, and we can’t make any noise.”
He grins, shaking his head. “Trust me, baby, they know what we’re doing. Being quiet and fast isn’t going to keep them from that knowledge.” He leans over me, and his nose brushes mine. “I’ve missed you, sweets.”
I’ll never be able to say no to this man. My shoes are already by the door, so I unbutton my jeans, lower the zipper, and lift my hips. Ryder takes over, pulling them down to my ankles. He then drops to his knees, slides beneath my jeans, and pulls me to the edge of the bed.
“This will make getting dressed faster, and I’m starving.” That’s all he says before his mouth is on me, his head buried between my thighs.
I grip the sheets as his tongue strokes my clit. I grasp the comforter and manage to pull it loose and bring it to my face to help me stay quiet. I bite down on the fabric to muffle my cries of pleasure.