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“Mouthy little thing tonight, aren’t you?” In a flash, he clamped the backs of both her thighs, brought them around his waist, and thrust against her. He hovered his mouth over hers and said, “I’d be happy to show you what kind of compensation I’m packing.”
Yes please!
She snagged his bottom lip between her teeth, but he pulled away quickly. She wanted to pout when he let her legs fall. But before she registered rejection, he spun her around and had her stomach pressed against the front of his truck.
“You push me on purpose. Challenge everything,” he said.
“Just trying to learn you,” she said, repeating her words from the other night. Because the side of Ryder he let out when they were alone was one that got a fire roaring to life inside her. A fire that made her forget who she was, where she was, and all the pain that came with her past, the life she was trying to outrun. Yes, challenging Ryder was like tossing firecrackers on hot oil. And she wanted to set the sparks free.
“One thing you’ll learn about me, sweetness,” he said, those big hands grabbing her hips and bringing her ass back against his cock. “I’m a man of my word.”
He unsnapped her shorts and pulled them down to her thighs, then wrapped a hand in her hair and lowered her over the front of his truck.
“Black tonight,” he rasped, trailing his free hand over the lace band of her thong. “I must admit I’m partial to the red, but black is good, too.”
That sneaky man! After their encounter the other night, she couldn’t find her panties. Now she knew that Ryder must have taken them. The thought got her hot. One night or not, he’d taken a piece of her with him. She would have done the same thing if she could have. That night held memories worth keeping.
“Is this your boundary, big guy?” she asked, glancing over her shoulder. The hand in her hair loosened, and he brought both heavy palms to her ass and spread her wide.
“This wisp of fabric is hardly considered a boundary.”
He knelt down and, keeping those hands on her ass, slid his hot tongue along her center, dampening the lace of her panties as he went.
When he used his teeth to maneuver the fabric to the side, exposing her completely, she shuddered. His firm tongue made contact with her sensitive bundle of nerves, and she rocked up on her toes at the amazing feel of a summer breeze dancing across her skin while Ryder’s tongue danced along her sex.
“Oh fuck, Ryder,” she moaned.
His raspy chuckle hummed against her heated flesh. “Soon, sweetness.”
He teased with his tongue around her opening, making pleasure and anticipation burst through her veins.
“Is this what you wanted?” he asked, sinking his tongue deep, just once, while delivering a smack on her ass.
“Yes!”
r /> “This is what you pushed for, isn’t it? Is this the Ryder you want?” He gently bit her folds, then sucked her clit.
“Yes! Yes, so much.”
He growled like a man at his last feast, and she heard the jingle of his belt opening, followed by a rip of cellophane. He stood and put one hand back in her hair, grabbing it hard.
“Say it again,” he rasped, as the head of his cock pressed against her heat.
“I want you,” she said.
“How?” he grated and slapped her ass again.
“Deep.”
With that, he surged inside of her, filling her up in one hard thrust. She rocked forward, her body braced over the shiny metal of the truck. Ryder lifted her foot to rest on the bumper, spreading her further and giving himself even more access. With one hand tangled in her hair, the other gripped her hip. He withdrew, then thrust back in, hitting even deeper than last time.
“Don’t stop,” she begged. “Please don’t stop.”
Ryder buried himself inside her hot, silky body, over and over. This was fucking paradise for him. It was a high he couldn’t come off of—the same high he should stay away from but in this moment was powerless to resist.
I want what’s bad for me…
But he couldn’t give a shit less about logic at the moment. Because while Whitney might be bad for him, she felt so damn good. All the reason and logic didn’t matter. They didn’t even spark a whisper in his brain. All he knew was that he’d come after Whitney because he couldn’t let her walk out. He’d intended only to talk to her one on one and explain why boundaries were a good idea.
