Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 88841 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88841 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
Since I haven’t told him what happened yet, I glance at Jacob, who says, “I texted him once your ex was gone.”
“Thank you,” I murmur. “And thank you for what you did.”
“It’s my job, ma’am. I’ll also be filing a report, so you’ll have to do so as well. That way, it’s on record.”
“Of course. Thank you.”
I get out, and Ryder is already at my door, pulling me into his arms.
“Fuck, baby,” he mutters. “When he texted me, my heart sank at the thought of that asshole being anywhere near you and our girls.”
“You did the right thing, hiring Jacob. I was so scared, and if he wasn’t there, I don’t know what Brian would’ve done. But he was.”
While Ryder grabs Addie, I get Violet. Since it’s nap time, we lay the girls down, but instead of going downstairs, I lie with Violet for a little longer, thinking about everything that transpired today.
I knew Brian would come for me. It’s not in his DNA to let this go. That would be the equivalent of him losing, and men like him don’t like to lose.
One of the reasons why I left my mom behind was so that he would leave her alone. Now, instead of it only affecting me and Violet, I’ve dragged Ryder and his precious daughter into the mix.
“Hey, you okay?” Ryder whispers, sticking his head inside.
I glance at a sleeping Violet and nod, then carefully climb off her bed and meet Ryder outside the door.
“I thought maybe you fell asleep in there,” he says, taking my hand and guiding us over to his room.
“I was just thinking,” I tell him honestly.
He lies on the bed and pulls me into his arms. “About what?”
“Us … Brian.”
Ryder quirks a brow and sits up slightly. “What about us?”
“He’s not going to stop, and I don’t want this to affect you and Addie.”
He sits up all the way and pulls me into his lap, encircling his arms around my waist, and I swear I’ve never felt as safe as I do when I’m this close to Ryder.
“We’re in this together,” he says, tipping my chin so I’ll look at him. “We’ll handle it together. Don’t go putting ridiculous thoughts into that beautiful head of yours. I’m here because I want to be, and I don’t want to be anywhere else. Him breaking the restraining order only helps our case. You and Violet and Addie are safe, and you’ll stay that way.”
He flips us so I’m on my back, and his mouth meets mine, kissing me so hard that it takes my breath away. Quickly, our clothes are removed, and then Ryder’s lips are back on mine, sucking, licking, nibbling.
He parts my thighs and pushes his fingers into me, his mouth never leaving mine as he fingers me hard and deep. Unlike when he makes love to me, he’s ravenous, desperate, and I know that despite him promising to keep us safe, he’s scared … of something happening to us, of me leaving him. Of the entire situation being out of his control.
“Hey,” I say, palming the sides of his face. “I’m not going anywhere. I’m staying right here with you and Addie. We’re in this together.”
He sighs in relief and nods. “Together,” he murmurs before kissing me again.
His thumb finds my clit, and he massages it with just enough pressure that, within seconds, I’m climaxing around his hand.
He waits for me to ride out my orgasm, and then he spreads my legs with one hand while gripping his hard shaft with the other. He strokes it a few times and then pushes it into me.
Instead of fucking me, he watches as his thick shaft slowly enters me, filling me deliciously, and then pulls out, taking my pleasure with it.
“Ryder,” I breathe, lifting my hips, “I need you inside me now.”
He drops down, his hands landing on either side of me, and then pushes into me, this time not stopping until he’s all the way in. His mouth devours mine, tasting me, while his body moves against mine in a slow rhythm, coaxing another orgasm out of me.
This time, when my release hits, Ryder comes as well, his cum coating my insides.
“Soon,” he whispers into my mouth. “Soon, you’re going to take that fucking implant out so I can fill you with my babies.”
When Brian used to talk about me getting pregnant—not knowing that I was on birth control—I’d get nervous, the thought of another man leaving me while I parented on my own in the forefront of my thoughts. But when Ryder says it, I can imagine it. Him spoiling me, being a hands-on dad and husband. Family trips and holidays. Watching our children grow up together.
“Soon,” I agree, realizing that Ryder’s so much more than just my fiancé—he’s my best friend.
And I know when he said we were in this together, he meant it. And I have no doubt that when we take the next step, he’ll be right by my side.