It was left to Ryan to sell the dealership, and he was donating all the proceeds to the local women’s shelter.
As she smiled and held out her hand to catch snowflakes, she noticed him pull out his phone, and then a slow song began playing.
“Dance with me in the snow, sweetheart,” he husked, holding out a hand until she put hers in his.
Carefree and so in love, Lisa danced with Ryan in her front yard, with her heart wide open to the biker who had not only pursued her with a single aim of owning her but did it so openly and honestly that she knew their life together would never have to deal with lies.
He was entirely sincere and pure for a bad boy.
The younger man’s energy was very real. Ryan walked like he were bathed in confidence. And because he loved her, she got a contact hit of that confidence being around his kind of energy.
As he twirled Lisa and dipped her under the streetlight, making her laugh, he was so captivating that she was crazily in love with him.
“This is exactly what I wished for on a bucket list I made ages ago,” she shared, and watched how Ryan smirked.
“I’ll tell you something about that one day, sweetheart,” he said, confusing Lisa, but she was having too much fun to ask what he meant.
This man made all her dreams come true and more.
He continued a bit later, when they were warm in the house, and Lisa was being railed at the end of the bed, her fists in Ryan’s hair, groaning his name as he hit a particular spot to turn her blind with pleasure.
She’d told him to get her out of her nightie when they came inside, and Ryan, being the wonderful man who could follow her orders to the letter, nearly tore the cotton off her and dropped to his knees to put his mouth between her legs.
Now he had one of her legs over his shoulder as he stood at the end of the bed, only half undressed because he was too impatient to fuck to get naked fully. She let go of his hair and arched back, watched his stomach muscles bunch up in those thick slabs, and her mouth watered.
“Harder, Ryan,” she instructed and saw his eyes flash.
There was nothing this biker man of hers liked more than being told what to do when it involved his cock. He was so easy to please that it pleased her in return. He groaned and slammed forward, burying those delicious inches to the depths of her. Lisa would swear she could taste him in the back of her throat.
That might be the quick suck she’d had of him, though, before he got inside her.
Blinded by passion, he fucked her madly, meticulously, thrusting his hips up and down, hitting all the angles that turned Lisa into a raging, horny woman.
He talked her through her orgasm, using the filthiest, sexiest words. The praise made her orgasm radiate through every cell until she was nothing but sweaty skin and massive amounts of love left behind.
After Lisa’s shaking ceased, she felt Ryan shift his position. He then released her leg and moved between her thighs, pressing his mouth against the side of her neck.
“Baby. Sweetheart. My goddess, I fucking love you.”
She giggled, loving her list of endearments he bathed her in every day. Running her fingers through his thick hair, she tugged his head up and took a nice bite of Ryan’s full lower lip. God, he was delicious.
He was barely moving inside her, just enough to keep hard and to rebuild her fires.
“Do you need a position change?”
She could barely cope with the assault of how incredible he felt buried to the hilt; her heart was racing out of control.
Lisa was an utter slut for being taken from behind by Ryan and didn’t mind admitting how good it felt when he went wild and treated her body like she was a rag doll, bending her all over. She smiled up at him and tugged on his beard, moaning low in her throat as he pushed down to the pelvic bone and held there. His grunts were music to her ears.
“No, I like this angle; I want to watch you. Ryan?”
“Yeah, goddess?” he moved again; his eyes were so glazed, he was a titan to hold out his climax for as long as he did. But she knew what he was waiting for, and for a second, Lisa considered being cruel to prolong her man’s pleasure, but it was late, and they needed sleep at some point.
“Here’s what I’m going to do.”
Oh, yeah, he took notice of that, his gray eyes flashed, and his muscles flexed, putting on a sexy show for her greedy eyes.
“I will open my legs wide, and I want you to use my body as deep and as hard as you need to use it. Can you do that for me?”
