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“You have no freaking idea.”
“Well, I'll tell you what I can promise right now, Buttons.”
“What?” she asks.
“If you kiss me, I can promise you that you won't regret it,” I vow, staring into her eyes.
“I'm just as sure I will eventually, but—”
“But?”
She stares at me, her eyes dropping to my lips. “But I want your kiss, even if it's just this once and never again.”
“Buttons, trust me, I'm going to kiss you a lot more than just once," I purr, pulling her into my arms, brushing her hair out of her face as I bring my lips to hers. I slowly tease the seam of her lips with the tip of my tongue before pushing inside to explore her mouth. I thought this kiss would satisfy the ache, the need to taste her, but it only deepens it as the realization of how good she feels in my arms sinks down deep inside of me.
Tillie
Ryder's lips are on mine!
His lips are on mine and my brain is scrambled. I take my oxygen from him as his tongue dances with mine. It's exhilarating. Fireworks go off behind my eyelids as he pulls me over him, stretching my body across his. I'm so wrapped up in the feeling of him against me that I feel like I’m drowning in him. His hard toned body is pressed against me and reminds me that we’re complete opposites. I’m getting drunk on the taste of him while so breathtakingly slow his hand slides up my thigh to my ass. The heat of his touch brands me when he thrusts up and grinds his obviously hard cock against me, causing a wave of confidence to roll through me.
Ryder tangles his hand in my hair tightly, holding me prisoner as he ravages my mouth. The desperation between us is tangible as our tongues dance while he continues to claim my mouth in a way that I know I will never recover from. When we break apart, we both gasp for air. My lungs burn as I take in the hunger evident on his face.
I don't want to stop—not even for much needed oxygen. I swipe my tongue against his as he moans. That sound seems to vibrate through my body, warming me all over. The inside of my thighs begins to feel wet. I've never been so turned on in my life. I feel lost in a haze of lust and all I want is more.
Unfortunately, Ryder pulls away from me.
“Do you need to slow down?” he asks, his eyes coming to mine but fluttering down to my lips. They feel bruised from our kissing, and I want more.
I swallow, trying to find my voice. “Uh... do you?”
“The only thing I want to do is strip you naked and sink balls deep inside of you...but I'm trying to be thoughtful here, Tillie,” Ryder says. His voice is rough as he talks about being inside me, sending chills all over my body.
“I didn't know you had a thoughtful side to you, Ryder.” I'm panting—completely breathless—and we were only kissing.
Holy hell. I might be in over my head.
“It's something new I'm trying.”
“Maybe you shouldn't. I think I liked you better when you just went after what you wanted, and to hell with anything or anyone else,” I confess.
He frowns as he thinks it over. “Is that how you think of me, sweetheart?” His head tilts slightly as he stares at me.
I shrug. “That's kind of how you've always been.”
Ryder sits up, adjusting me so I'm on my knees, straddling his lap. He's trying to talk when my body wants to do anything but. It takes everything in me not to growl in frustration. I've never been so turned on in my life, and he wants to chat about it.
“That's not who I am, Tillie.”
“Is this truly important right now?" I ask, leaning in to kiss him. He takes my kiss but doesn't deepen it. Instead, he pulls back again, ending it too quickly. Disappointment rolls through me.
“It matters to me because I want you,” he insists.
“I'm not as experienced as you, but I think the fact that I want you in my bed means I want you, too,” I grumble. “I don't see a problem here.” My answer doesn't change his frown and a disappointed breath rattles through me.
“It’s a problem because it sounds like you want my dick, but you don't particularly like me,” he says. “I'd prefer you like both me and my dick, Buttons.”
“Maybe I won't like you or your dick, Ryder.”
