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“You want to ride my hand real good, don’t you, baby? Are you pretending it’s my cock? Because I sure as hell am.”
Her responding whimper shot through him, making his dick twitch.
He sank his finger deep inside her pussy, and his cock strained against his jeans. She was tight and so wet for him. Her hips ground hard into his hand, and she picked up the pace, seeking relief. But he wasn’t letting her get off until he could watch her face as she came. He wasn’t going to miss out on the sight because he had to focus on the road, not when he’d just turned down the narrow tree-lined street where she lived.
After pulling into her driveway, he threw the car into park and gave his full attention to the beauty in the passenger seat.
Her walls were tightening about his finger as she got closer to release. Her hips moved faster as his palm circled hard, pressing into her clit. She arched her back, sucking him in deeper. He had to force his hips to stay on the seat because his cock was begging to join in, but this time was about her.
“Yes, like that,” she cried.
He watched her come, her head thrown back, one hand gripping the armrest on the door while her pussy milked his fingers, and it was hotter than any fantasy he’d ever had about her.
She slowly opened her eyes, and it took one beat for the blush to creep over her cheeks.
No way. He wasn’t letting her regret this already.
“That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. Now get your ass inside because next time you come, it will be on my cock.”
Her gaze flitted to his crotch before moving back to his face. Then she gave him the words he wanted. “Yes, sir.”
The growl rumbled from deep in his throat as he watched her climb out of the car and head up the front porch into the cute ranch-style cabin. The door was barely shut behind them when he grabbed her and kissed her hard. She responded to his touch, his force, by melting in his arms.
“Dress off. I want to see every inch of your hot body.”
She took two paces back and slowly slipped both straps of her dress off her shoulders. His breath whooshed out of his lungs when she pushed the dress down, letting it puddle around her ankles. Her breasts sat high and round in a cream lace bra. Her waist pulled in to a tight, flat stomach before her hips flared out, more cream lace barely covering her mound. She turned, showing off the perfection of her tight ass, then took three steps down the hallway, swaying her luscious hips before glancing over her shoulder.
“You coming?” She flashed him a breathtaking smile and then continued down the hallway. He could do nothing but trail behind. He’d follow the woman anywhere.
Ryan didn’t bother to shut the door, just pulled the shirt over his head the second he was in her small bedroom. The room was exactly what he’d expect of her, streamlined but feminine. It even held the floral coconut scent that filled the air anytime she was near.
Her dark eyes raked over his body, and she bit hard on her bottom lip. He tossed his wallet on the bed before kicking off both shoes and then lowering his jeans and boxers. Her gaze moved to his dick, causing it to jump.
“You like what you see?” he asked, giving it a firm stroke.
Her lip popped out from between her teeth as she smiled. “You’re a work of art, Ryan.”
Apart from his hands and his neck, there was only one part of his upper body not inked. And Bridget zeroed in on it, moving toward him and running her fingers over the pale skin of his left pec.
“Is there a meaning to this empty space?”
Trainers, photographers, teammates, women over the years all asked the same question. But with her nail tracing the curved edge of the unadorned skin, the answer was simple.
“It’s the space I left for the most important person in my life,” he said. He expected a follow-up question, but she just nodded and placed her mouth against the baseball just below his collarbone.
The soft press of her lips ran along the lines of the mountain that covered his right pec. He shivered as her tongue traced the water below. Her touch was magic: not soft, not hard; it was like she was programmed to know exactly what would light him on fire. Every movement spurred his desire.
He unhooked her bra and groaned as the full weight of both breasts finally filled his hands. He pinched and toyed with dark, pebbled nipples, noting exactly what made her moan.
“Tell me what you need.”
She looked up at him with fire burning in her dark gaze.
“I need you inside me,” she whispered.
“I can’t wait for that tight pussy to milk me real good. Will you ride me, baby?”
She nodded and pushed him back until the backs of his knees hit the bed. Once he was on his back, he pulled the condom out of his wallet and rolled it on, his attention never leaving her gorgeous body. She moved, straddling his hips, and let herself slowly sink down on him.
