Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 65354 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 327(@200wpm)___ 261(@250wpm)___ 218(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65354 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 327(@200wpm)___ 261(@250wpm)___ 218(@300wpm)
“I’m going to enjoy every moment with you after being gone for a week.”
I groaned at his words, just needing him inside me. He kissed me until I was breathless and then carried me to the bedroom to ravage my body with his mouth and hands, making me beg for him. I came on his tongue, and then he slid between my spread thighs.
It was too much and not enough all at once. I was slick and ready for him as Ryder thrust inside, his mouth buried in my neck. I felt his breath and lips on my neck as he murmured to me in a heavy accent, making me wetter. I arched into him and reached down to pull him closer, and Ryder groaned my name as he began to move hard and fast.
We came together, crying out as he slammed into me. I dropped my head back and stilled as he fell over me, protecting my body from his weight.
“I missed you.”
I smiled at his words, appreciating them. “I missed you too,” I admitted as he pulled up to look at me. We smiled before he kissed me tenderly, making me feel cherished and safe. Ryder slowly pulled out and rolled me to my side as he stroked my hair back.
“Will you stay here with me?” he asked. I nodded with a smile. “I’m going to get some water.” He kissed my head and rose to head through the kitchen. I reached for a pillow and rested against it as I played back the night.
He brought the water, and we settled in under the covers as he talked about the games and I told him about my painting. Ryder smiled when I told him that he inspired me and kissed me into silence. We ended up with him on his back as he pulled me over him, telling me to ride him. I did, and rocked slowly over him as I pressed my body up, too caught up in the moment to be shy. He was so deep, and I felt him everywhere as I whimpered. I felt Ryder staring at me, and gazed down to meet his eyes, bright with desire and something else I couldn’t recognize.
I lost it first and cried out as he held my hips, guiding himself deep inside me as I struggled to stay up. The orgasm ripped through me every time and exhausted me, making me slump forward as he roared my name and came inside me. Ryder pulled me against him and stroked my back as we caught our breath.
“I think you’re staying with me every night that I’m home. We need to make up for lost time,” he said.
“I do work and paint, you know.” I smiled as he took my hair between his fingers.
“We can switch. I’m open to that as long as you fall asleep with me every night.” That sounded serious, and I allowed myself to imagine the future for a moment. “It’s just us, Elyse. I know you want to go slow, but I don’t want anyone else. I’d like to see where this goes.”
“Me too.”
I woke up later, tucked under the covers with Ryder pressed up against me. He was warm, and I cuddled closer as I wondered when I fell asleep. He wore me out, so I wasn’t surprised. I looked around the room, lit only by the moonlight outside, and took in his sleeping body beside me. He was incredible. I enjoyed everything about him and wondered how much it was going to hurt when he moved on. Ryder was a well-known hockey player, and women must throw themselves at him. I wondered how he turned them away as he claimed, but I shut that down. I needed to believe him. More than that, I needed to trust him.
I went back to sleep and woke when the sun was up. The bed was empty, and I looked around sleepily after I stretched. There was a folded piece of paper on the other pillow, and I reached over to grab it, yawning as I curled up on the pillow. It was from Ryder, telling me that he went for a run, but he’d be back soon. We could eat out or he’d cook for me.
This man was perfect.
I decided to surprise him with breakfast and pulled on a T-shirt. I used the bathroom and cleaned as best I could before heading to the kitchen. I managed to make a pot of coffee and checked the fridge for supplies. There were eggs and sausage, and I was setting it on the counter when I heard the front door open. Ryder walked in dressed in shorts and a fitted T-shirt. I glanced up and stared at him, taken aback by the sight.
“What are you doing?” Ryder asked, walking towards me with a wicked smile.