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He kisses his way up my spine, and I push back into him, his thick fingers working in and out of me as my breathy moans and sighs fill my ears–my arms threatening to give out on me.
He’s inside of me, touching me, kissing me.
I feel him everywhere at once, my body in overdrive.
He knows exactly how to make me forget everything but him. He knows exactly how to make me lose my mind and every semblance of a coherent thought.
All I can think about is feeling.
All I can think about is him.
Pulling his fingers out of me, Ryan grips my waist and flips me over, pushing me onto the bed.
Tearing his clothes off, he keeps his eyes on me, letting me see the hunger and need in them.
It’s what I need.
I need him to want me with everything in him. I need him to want me with such an intensity–that if he doesn’t have me now–then he’ll fucking lose it.
Gripping my thighs, Ryan opens me wide, spreading me so he can enter me in one swift motion–filling me to the point of pain. But a pain that flames into a wild burn for him to take me with every ounce of hunger I see in his eyes.
“Ryan,” I moan out. “Don’t hold back. Take me. All of me.”
His eyes harden, and he tightens his grip on my hips. Pulling out of me slowly, the slow burning drag makes every muscle I have contract, trying to hold him inside.
When he’s almost fully out, he thrusts forward, slamming into me. I scream, arching off the bed as I scratch at his comforter trying to grip it, but my nails come up with nothing.
His eyes stay on me, watching my face as he pumps in and out of me–splitting me, filling me, taking me higher and higher until I’m no longer here.
I’m flying, soaring. And when I can’t take it anymore, my body shatters, transforming into a thousand birds all taking flight amongst the stars.
Ryan soon joins me, and we both take the night like we own it.
He owns it. He owns me.
Chapter 20
I wake up to the slight movement of the bed next to me and warm lips on my forehead.
“Mmm,” I hum, my eyes fluttering open to a dimly lit room and Ryan over me, his warm blue eyes shining. “Are you leaving?” I ask groggily.
“Yeah, I have work.”
“Do you ever have a day off?”
“Yes.” He smiles regretfully. “I was supposed to have today off, but I have to go in. With the storm, we have a lot to do and we’re stretched thin.”
“Okay,” I whisper, bringing the blanket up to my chin. “I’ll see you later, though?”
“Of course, sweetheart.” He chuckles. “This is my house, remember?”
“Oh, yeah.” I smile sleepily. “Sorry.”
“It’s okay, go back to sleep.”
“Mhmm,” I hum, closing my eyes again, snuggling deeper into his bed.
The next time my eyes open, the room is brighter, but empty. He hasn’t had a day off since I’ve been here, and I wish he didn’t have to work so much, but I know it comes with the territory. And normally I wouldn’t mind because I love my alone time, but I’m just here, by myself, in his house. At least if he was here, then we could just stay in bed all day and only leave when we got hungry.
