AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“No, you don’t. You’re going home—with me,” he states definitively.
“Excuse me? The hell I fucking am!” I shout, then remember where we are. “If I can’t work, then I’ll be going back to Jamie’s, she’ll be expecting me,” I tell him, getting to my feet. My legs feel like jelly and my head is pounding, but I stay on my feet.
“I’ve already spoken to her, and as she is working again tonight, she thinks it’s a good idea,” Blue tells me, his manner matter of fact and leaving no room for argument.
I place my hands on my hips and glare at him. I swear if my eyes were lasers, he’d be in teeny tiny pieces right now. He doesn’t even look at me, just moves to the door, holding it open for me, and follows behind me till we reach his car.
I don’t bother arguing with him on the drive, instead I sit and think up creative ways to castrate him. Cocky, arrogant, bossy, bull-headed arsehole!Sexy you forgot sexy, whispers my sex starved libido. Oh, shut up! My head is throbbing, and I’m still a little woozy. All I really want to do is go home and curl up in my bed. But no—instead, I’ve got to endure Captain-fucking-Hawkins all night.
I had hoped that by the time we arrived, my anger would have subsided, but I couldn’t have been more wrong.
As soon as we enter his apartment, the dam bursts, and I let him have it, both barrels.
Fifteen
Camryn
“What gives you the right to come to my work, laying down the law and telling me what the fuck I’m going to do? I didn’t call you.” Now I come to think of it, “Actually, who even did call you, how did you know I fainted?” I fire questions, all the while advancing on him with fury in my blood. I don’t give him the chance to answer even one, they just keep coming. “You’re not in the army now, I’m not one of your little soldiers you can order around. My god, where do you get off,” I say, throwing my hands up in the air. “I don’t need a damn babysitter, Blue! You can’t just stroll into my life and take control. I don’t need another fucking controlling, psycho wanker in my life, I’ve had more than my fair share. I’ve also had more than a few concussions in my short life. Here’s a list of other injuries for your notes; broken ribs, broken wrist, knife wounds that Freddie fucking Kruger would be proud of and more bruises than Muhammad Ali had in his whole damn career.” I pause, leaning over to rest my hands on my knees and pull in a couple of breaths.
When I raise my head to look at Blue, he’s got his fists clenched at his sides, and his nostrils are flaring like a dragon about to breathe fire. Who knows, maybe he will.
As I slowly stand back up, he takes a step towards me. A trickle of fear scatters up my spine, but I straighten my back, lifting my chin and standing my ground. I don’t fear what he’ll do to me. I fear the look in his eyes, and the lick of arousal that’s mixed with the fear inside me. My body is like a tightly wound coil, ready to snap at any moment.
“Are you fucking finished with your tantrum? Good, now it’s my turn. Your work called me because I had my details added to your emergency contacts.” Oh, my fucking god! I’m speechless. “And you’re right, I might not be in the army anymore but giving orders is par for the course in this job. Lastly, where I get off is, this is my job and—”
Yep, there it is. Ping! “Yeah, and I’m just another job, right, Blue?” I wave him off like it’s nothing. Well, apparently it is fucking nothing. “Do you flirt and kiss all your femaleclients, Blue? Why I’m so surprised, I don’t fucking know,” I sneer at him, spinning on my heels and storming off—where exactly, I have no fucking clue. I just know I need to get away from him before I lose my mind.
I don’t make it more than two steps before he grabs my arm, spinning me round and catching my face in his hands. He slams his lips to mine, and my body instantly reacts to him. My hands grip his shirt as he pushes me back until I hit the wall, crushing his hips against mine as our tongues battle against each other. Feeling his arousal through the thin material of his trousers. I break the kiss on a soft moan, and as though a fire has been lit inside of me, I start tearing at his clothes. Running my hands up his chest, pulling at the buttons of his shirt as he slides a hand down the side of my body, brushing my breast as he goes before gripping my hip. His other hand slips to the back of my neck, grabbing my hair and yanking my head back to trail kisses and tiny nips down my throat, across my collarbone, and when his tongue licks at my pulse as it beats likes a trapped butterfly, I groan low in my throat.
The sound elicits a growl that rumbles up Blue’s chest as his hand dips inside my trousers, I’m so completely lost in the moment I hadn’t even realised he’d undone them. I gasp as his fingers slide beneath my underwear, slowly slipping through my wet folds. Fuck! He slides his finger back and forth, spreading my juices to my clit before focusing his attention there, rubbing in slow, torturous circles that has another moan falling from my lips.
I grab his hair pulling his face back to mine, kissing him, and in the exact same moment as I bite down hard on his bottom lip, drawing blood, he thrusts two fingers into my throbbing pussy. I convulse around the delicious intrusion, gripping his shirt so hard I hear it tear, but I don’t care. I don’t care about anything else at this moment. All I want is to chase the pleasure he’s creating in me, I want more, all of it.
With an unrivalled need, I yank at the last few buttons of his shirt and shove it down his shoulders, unable to get it all the way off, I push him back a step. His fingers slip from me, and I moan at the loss. Blue throws his shirt off before gripping mine, he rips it open, buttons flying off and pinging as they hit the floor. As soon as I have his trousers undone, I reach in, wrapping my hand around him, he’s rock-hard, as smooth as silk and big. So fucking big. That has me hesitating for a beat, then Blue pulls away, ripping my trousers and underwear down, and lifting me up in one fluid action. My back slams against the wall as I wrap my legs around him, his hard cock rubs on my clit as he gently rocks his hips making my eyes roll, and my head fall back, hitting the wall.
As the pressure low in my belly builds into a delicious peak, I grab his shoulders, moving my own hips in time with his, making him growl so deep that it sets my body alight, and just before I explode, he pulls back and thrusts forward, impaling me on his cock, both of us moaning at the contact. He holds himself there inside me, as if he’s on the edge, and the thought that he’s just as wild and turned on as me, at being inside me, stretching me perfectly, has my pulse racing. His scent envelops us as he moves his hips back slowly before ramming back into me. It drives me over the edge, and I let go. That one thrust has me falling apart in his arms, and I shout out my release as he continues to pump his hips.
“Ahhh, fuck, Ryder!” I shout, as I rake my nails down his back. I grip his shoulders tighter as he speeds up, fucking me harder, and when he hits that sweet spot inside, I fall over the edge again, convulsing around him as he roars out his own release.
We stay locked together, breathing heavily, his head resting in the crook of my neck as we come down from the high. My body feels boneless, but as my mind slowly returns, my thoughts turn to what we just did. Shit, shit, shit!
“Are you okay?” is whispered against my heated flesh stopping my mind from spiralling.
“Yeah, I’m good,” I rasp. My throat is clogged with mixed emotions, and I barely get the words past my lips. Ryder, almost unwillingly, lowers my legs to the ground, but maintains his hold on me, ensuring I’m steady on my feet before releasing me fully. He drops a tender kiss to the side of my neck, sending a spark of pleasure rushing over my skin before pulling his head away to look at me. His eyes search mine, and when he finds what he’s obviously looking for, he drops another kiss to my forehead before picking up our clothes and passing me mine.
“You know where the bathroom is if you want to clean up. I’ll just be a second,” he says, before walking away.
As he leaves, I see the tattoo that covers the whole of his back. It’s a fallen angel. The wingspan reaches from one shoulder blade to the other, in greys and black ink. Below is some writing in gothic script, but I’m too far away to be able to read it. It’s beautiful, just like the man it adorns.
Once he disappears into, what I assume is his room, I grab my handbag, which I dropped when I arrived, and hurry to the bathroom. The evidence of what we just did drips down the inside of my thighs, and I’m suddenly aware we didn’t use any protection. Thank the lord I can’t get pregnant.
I slam the door closed, leaning my head on it while I try to make sense of whatever the fuck that was. My phone pings with a message, and I fumble around inside my bag, pulling it out when I finally find it.
Jamie: Hey, girl, I hope you’re okay. Blue told me you’re staying at his, time to get yourself laid. I’m off to work but call if you need anything. Xx
I immediately go to hit call, then stop. What the hell do I even say,‘Oh, hey, by the way I just let Ryder fuck me against a wall. You know, the guy I’ve only known for a week, but it’s cool, I got laid, right.’I’m so fucking stupid. I hardly know the guy, and apparently, he’s just doing his job. I guess that entails screwing his clients when he can. Despite feeling like a complete fool, I decide I need to talk to Jamie. I hit call, and she picks up on the second ring.
“Hey, what’s up, you okay?”
