Chapter 16 #2
“What about the wall?”
Heat flared in his eyes. “First time isn’t happening against the wall, Ivy.”
I unbuttoned my blouse. “Bedroom.”
He pulled my lips to his. Another delicious kiss began, but this time, he wrapped a hand around my waist and walked us backward to my bedroom.
His other hand darted out and hit the light switch.
I broke the kiss and gazed up at him. “It’s like you’ve been here before.”
He arched a brow as he slid his hands under the lapels of my blouse. “Had to be sure I was alone earlier.”
I loved having his big, warm hands on me. His eyes watched as he gently guided the satin off my shoulders.
My fingers hit his belt buckle, and I undid it.
He shook his head. “That’s it, Trouble.”
“Why?” I asked.
“How am I gonna get you undressed if I can’t even get your shirt off?” he asked, guiding my hands away from him and easing my blouse off fully.
I had a hard time keeping my hands off of him, so I let my fingers trace the line of his sternum and the ridges of muscle lining his entire torso.
He found my bra clasp, undid it, and I had to stop my exploration long enough for him to pull my bra free.
“God, you’ve got great fuckin’ tits,” he said, his hands palming my breasts.
He sounded almost reverent. Then again, I’d never heard a heterosexual man complain at the sight of boobs.
I shoved my dress pants and my panties down, then went to work on the button of his jeans.
“Are you in a hurry?” he chuckled.
“You saw me naked already. Fair is fair in my world, and I’m determined to get you naked, too, mister.”
He helped me out by unzipping his jeans and shucking them along with his boxer briefs.
Seeing him in all his glory was a sight to behold… it seemed he ticked all of my boxes, too.
“Get on the bed, woman. I’m not letting anything keep me from seeing you come on my tongue.”
I sauntered past him. “You better not, my man.”
A distinct pain scored through my tush a moment before I heard the sound of Ryan spanking me. I looked over my shoulder at him, my eyes wide with incredulity, but I caught sight of his round ass since he was bent over to pull his boots free and step out of his jeans.
“Couldn’t help it, Ivy. Your ass might be as outstanding as your tits, but that’s a damn close call.”
I giggled and climbed up onto my four-poster bed. “Stop complimenting me. You’re going to give me a complex.”
He stalked to the bed. “Don’t get humble on me now.”
I felt my eyebrow arch. “Nobody tells me my ass is as great as my boobs.”
He put a knee on the bed and hovered over me. With a hand planted on the bed near my hip, he leaned forward and I reflexively leaned back. “That’s good because I don’t like the idea of anyone else checking out your ass.”
Using my index finger, I traced along his chest and followed the trail of hair leading to his groin. “Really?”
His blue eyes glittered at me. “Yes, really. Are you done teasing me with that finger so I can take care of you?”
I smirked. “Only if you promise I can take care of you later.”
“That’s a promise I can make, but it’ll be much later because we’re gonna take care of each other.”
“Yeah?” I asked, kissing his cheek.
“Yeah,” he whispered. “After I eat you out.”
My teeth sunk into my lower lip.
He chuckled and kissed me.
Then he ate me out until I came on his tongue.
It was everything this morning had promised to be and then some.
My orgasm had just started to recede when the bed jostled violently. I watched Ryan hurry to his discarded jeans, dig out his wallet and get a condom.
He was lost in concentration as he focused on rolling the condom onto his thick, heavy cock. If we were going all night like he’d hinted earlier, I knew what I wanted to do next: join him in my shower and wrap my lips around him.
“Don’t look at me like that, Ivy.”
I let my eyes travel up the length of his body. “Or what? You aren’t the only one with plans for tonight, sir.”
“Spread those legs wider and move up the bed.”
I obeyed him, for now, because I could see the determination in his eyes.
“Does your wall butt up against your neighbor’s?”
My brows drew together and I hesitated.
He climbed onto the bed and lowered himself into a plank position over me. “Is anyone going to hear us? I’m not just going to fuck you, I’m probably going to pound you into this mattress because my cock is so hard it’s already weeping.”
I bit back a chuckle. “No. We’re all good on that. Let the pounding begin.”
He reached down and dragged his cock through my wetness. “It’s going to begin, babe. Just not sure if I’ll be able to stop.”
I lifted my hips to help line him up. “Don’t threaten me with a good time.”
He laughed and drove his cock inside me by about half. I inhaled at the sensation.
“You good?” he asked, leaning into one arm.
The concern etched on his beautiful face hit me harder than I expected.
“Yeah,” I whispered, feeling something warm bubbling inside my chest.
He pushed in more and I widened my legs.
“You feel so damn good,” he murmured.
“Same, Ryan. Give me more.”
His hand left his cock, traveled up my body to my breast. He rubbed his thumb over my nipple repeatedly. My hips jerked at the mounting pleasure that gave me.
He kissed my neck, then murmured against it, “You are so damned responsive.”
“Are you teasing me?”
He lifted his head. “Not a fuckin’ chance.”
His body shifted, his cock drove forward, and I knew I had all of him. He angled his head and kissed me. I wrapped my hand around the back of his neck and kissed him back.
As the kiss went on, his hips began to rock, but it was slow and way too gentle.
He ended the kiss and looked me in the eye. “Are you ready? I need to go harder.”
I nodded. “Yeah. I’m not made of porcelain, honey. I can take it.”
He thrust once and it was clear he was holding back. “That’s good, baby.”
Then he grabbed my legs, hitched them up as high as he could, then he maneuvered his arms and my legs were draped over his shoulders.
“So fuckin’ gorgeous,” he whispered.
After that, he did what he promised and pounded into me. It was so raw, it was almost punishing, but in the most delicious way.
With my legs off the bed, I couldn’t easily match his thrusts, and I put my hands above my head to push back against him. He swiveled his hips on an inward thrust. Pleasure scored through me. I tipped my head back and moaned.
My release was ever so close, but I needed more. I moved one hand to my breast and rolled my nipple.
“Fuck, yeah, Trouble. Keep touching yourself,” Ryan encouraged.
My eyes found his and I dragged my fingers down to my clit.
“Do it, Ivy,” he said, when I hesitated. “Make yourself come.”
It wasn’t going to take much. I stroked myself, and watched Ryan’s thick cock pistoning into me. It was so erotic, and so damned beautiful. Ryan must have liked what he saw too, since his speed increased even more.
My back and my neck arched as I came.
I heard Ryan groan as his body went still. I opened my eyes just in time to see his head fall back as he came inside me.
He was gorgeous.
The sound of our labored breathing filled my bedroom. He moved his arms and lowered my legs, then wrapped his arms around me and rolled to his back, our bodies still connected. I loved that he could do that – move us both after what had to be the hottest sex of my entire life.
Yeah, I’d been right earlier. I couldn’t do casual. Not with him.
He wasn’t just different. He had the potential to be the one.
And that scared me to death.
“What’s with the look, Trouble?”
“I don’t have a look,” I lied.
He watched me close for another moment. “You’re scared.”
Why was he so good at reading me?
“What do I have to be scared of?”
He tucked a lock of hair behind my ear. “Us.”
Okay, I’d always wanted a smart man – but I was starting to rethink that.
He chuckled. “That look says I’m right.” He rolled to the side. “Hold that thought, I gotta deal with this condom.”
The gentle way he pulled out of me made me itch to have him back.
Again, he stared at me and I feared my expression shared too much.
He leaned over me and kissed my cheek. “That was more than a hot fuck for both of us. There’s a reason sex complicates shit. We had a bond surviving our abduction. Now we cemented that bond.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I fibbed.
His head tipped to the side. “Are you gonna tell me that was just sex for you?”
The word ‘yep’ should have been right there at the ready, but not only could I not say it, I couldn’t even nod my head. That was anything but just sex.
“Didn’t think so,” he muttered.
I watched him saunter to my bathroom, admiring his back tattoo of the Riot MC patch.
I lifted the covers and pulled them over me, getting comfortable.
Ryan came out of the bathroom and stopped in the middle of my room. “You’re cute, but we aren’t goin’ to bed yet, Ivy.”
“I know. I need to shower first, and I’m planning on you being in there with me.”
One of his eyebrows ticked up and down. “I’m definitely down for that.”
“I figured. I’m looking forward to tasting you.”
He pulled back the covers and laid down beside me. “Don’t be afraid, Ivy. I mean it. I’m not looking for a woman.”
“Right,” I whispered.
He continued. “Life’s funny though. Most people find each other when they aren’t looking. Hell, Uncle Mick would say especially when people aren’t looking.”
I turned on my side to face him. “I hear you, but—”
He shifted to his side. “Ivy, I’m saying, I’m willing to give this a shot if you are.”
“You say that now, but I can’t handle being ghosted for no good reason or blindsided by threesome requests.”
He slid an arm around my shoulders and pulled me closer. “I’d never do that. Has it struck you that you might want to ghost me?”
“Not a chance,” I scoffed, and wished I hadn’t.
His lips quirked to the side skeptically.
“I work with Lark and he’s my MC brother.
You aren’t going to want to spend as much time with me if shit goes south with him.
You might resent being around me because he’ll be there – a reminder of what could have been.
And you damn sure won’t want to spend time at the clubhouse with me. ”
I turned my head away for a beat. “We’ve avoided him so far.”
“Ivy. I’m serious.”
I nodded. “So am I. Those are two separate issues.”
“Yeah, but Lark will be around to some degree. We both have to take the risk here.”
I nodded. “You’re right.”
“Yeah, but are we on the same page?”
I thought about it for a moment. I wanted to give this a shot. I knew it down to my bones. If things went haywire between me and Lark, that was between me and Lark. I’d figure out how to deal with him being part of Ryan’s world.
I grinned at Ryan. “Yeah. We are.”
“Good. I got one last condom and I need to be back inside you.”
“Really? That soon?”
He pulled me on top of his warm body. “Woman, you hated losing that connection to me. Nobody’s ever looked at me like that. I want that from you again. Only this time we’re going slower.”
I straddled him and felt his erection. “Okay, but I like it hard, Nickel.”
“That’s doable.”