Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 36118 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 181(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36118 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 181(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
His cock punched relentlessly against his jeans and couldn’t wait longer. Even though he would be happy to die with his face between her legs. One last draw on her clit and he pushed to his feet in a single motion, as he used his right hand to keep them touching, he undid his jeans with his left.
She tilted her head back to follow his movement, eyes hazy with desire and more than a bit unfocused.
“You’re good at that.”
He leaned closer, sharing her own taste with her. “You taste delicious and I’ve got far better skills than I gave right here, baby. I need inside you too fucking much to wait longer.” He fisted his cock, pumping slowly.
She didn’t take her gaze from his and he wasn’t sure if she was embarrassed or needed to lock on a point. He got it, he needed one.
Swiping the head of his cock between her lips, coating it with her moisture, he tapped it against her clit a few times, loving the gasp and shifting of hips when he did. Ryker bent at the knees and pushed in until he notched at her entrance.
She nibbled on her lower lip as her hands skated along his shoulders before tangling in the short hairs at his neck. The second her short square nails bit into his skin, he thrust deep, shoving to the hilt inside her.
Her scream rocked him. Ryker bit the inside of his cheek to keep from losing it so quickly. It took everything he had within him to control the urge to release immediately. In the back of his head a primal need began to pound starting off as a slow beat it grew louder with every second he remained buried inside her silken heat.
Rayla trembled as her nails dug deeper into his skin. Lifting his head, he gazed at her easily getting lost in her different colored eyes before dipping close and stealing a kiss. What should’ve been so hard became incredibly easy as he understood something a friend of his had said long time ago.
When you find that one person, the one who was created for you and you alone every moment you spend together strengthens that bond into you can no longer ignore the obvious. Whether it is sitting together on the couch, walking down the street, or being connected in the most intimate of ways you always know there will never be another for you other than this one person.
She licked her lips pulled back so there was a little bit of space between them mouths held his gaze and huffed. “I’m going to need you to fuck me, now.”
Chapter 6
Rayla smoothed her hands down her outfit and checked her reflection once more before she went to the front door of her cabin. She didn’t understand why she was so nervous it wasn’t like she was guaranteed to run into him perhaps today was his day off.
I fucked him at work. What the hell was I thinking?
There and lay the problem. She hadn’t been thinking not at all. At least not with her brain. Ovaries? Most definitely.
Not that it mattered he had definitely delivered on his promise to fuck her and even a day later she was still sore. It hadn’t been as long as she wanted or would have liked for it to have been however for the short stint in the back room at work she had never felt anything like that before.
Who cares what I wear? I’m about to change into something Christmassy anyway.
Even so, she did look cute with her army green drawstring crew neck short sleeve top and tie dye pants outfit. The pants were loose and gave her a lot of room to move, mostly white with dye of brown, tan, and green on them. They flattered her, even with her larger body type.
With a roll of her eyes she gave her a mental talking to and headed out the door. After making sure the door shut and locked behind her she turned back and drew up short a scream lodging in her throat.
Ryker stood there. Today short sleeve charcoal gray T-shirt did very little to contain the defined muscles in his upper body unlike most people in the area he wasn’t wearing shorts but another pair of his faded partially ripped bluejeans that looked well loved and well worn. They hugged his lean hips molded to rock hard thighs and made her think things she had no business reliving especially when she was back on her way to work.
“You been avoiding me.”
With a healthy swallow, she edged by him and headed down the two steps to the ground and walks towards work. Ryker caught her before she could go much more than five steps, his fingers curling around her elbow halting her forward movement firmly but not painfully.