Page 13 of Saving Oakley


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Ryker leaned back on his haunches, grasping his cock; he rolled on the condom he had thrown on the bed earlier.

“Ryker...” came the plaintive plea. “I need you more.”

“Good, sweetness, because I am coming in. Are you ready?”

“Hurry,” she urged as she tried to grasp his cock.

His growly voice gave her a warning. “Uh-uh.” Then he notched his cock head at her slick opening and slid in slowly but persistently.

Oakley tried to take him faster by arching her pelvis. A stingy slap to the side of her buttocks stalled her movement, and he finished entering her.

“That was naughty. I will have to finish that punishment tonight because you are racking up the transgressions.”

Then the talking and playing were over. Ryker pounded into Oakley as she smiled, then frowned, then moaned her need to climax again. He changed angles, and when he found the right one, the one he knew would put her over, Ryker hit it every time he entered and withdrew. Her hand clenched and unclenched, grabbing the bedding beneath her and holding on tight.

He changed the angle again and drove deeper. Leaning down, he ravaged her lips and moved down to suck and tweak her nipples before falling back for the grand finale. Once again, his girl froze, and then, instead of moaning, she cried out her release just as Ryker grunted his last few thrusts into his own release.

“Damn,” she panted.

“Hot damn,” he answered. “That was so damn hot; you have ruined me for anyone but you.”

“Good,” she murmured as he kissed her.

“Got to get rid of this condom. Be right back.”

When he returned to the bed, he found her sprawled over the side nearest the door, and her light exhausted snores were adorable. He cleaned her up, not knowing if she wanted it, but it was gentlemanly. If he had his way, someday soon, it would be his come dribbling down her thighs, and he would want her to keep it all inside in preparation for his baby. It would likely be considered macho, or self-centered, or egotistical, but Ryker didn’t care. As he looked down on the beauty, he knew, without a doubt, that she was his, and he wanted his babies in her belly, her lips on his, her in his bed every night.

He gently rolled her over to the interior side of the bed. He slept between the door and her. He climbed in bed with some lounge shorts on just in case she wasn’t into morning wood. Spooning Oakley felt right. It all did. He was going caveman again and keeping her. He hoped she quickly agreed, or he’d have to work his strategy out to make it happen, but somehow, some way, he wanted her with him, forever.










Chapter 5

Over breakfast threedays later, Oakley passed her plate with the remainder of her meal over to Ryker. “I don’t know how you can eat so much and not gain weight.”

“Muscle burns more calories.”

She grinned mischievously. “Are you saying I’m fat?”

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