Chapter Five
I lay in my own bed for what felt like hours, staring at the ceiling. Jax’s accidental “I love you” kept echoing in my head. The guilt sat heavy in my chest, but it didn’t stop the ache between my legs. I was still leaking from both of them, my body buzzing and needy.
I couldn’t sleep.
Eventually, I gave up. I slipped out of bed in just my tank top and tiny sleep shorts and quietly crossed the hall. Ryder’s door was slightly ajar. I pushed it open.
He was still awake, shirtless on his bed. The moment he saw me, he sat up, eyes darkening with heat.
“Nikki,” he murmured, voice low. “Couldn’t stay away?”
I climbed onto his bed, straddling his lap, before I could talk myself out of it. “We need to stop,” I whispered, even as I rocked against the growing bulge in his sweatpants. “This is getting too complicated. Jax… he said something tonight. I feel like shit.”
Ryder’s hands gripped my hips, guiding my movements. “Then why are you here, soaking through your shorts?” He leaned in, kissing my neck. “Tell me to stop and I will.”
I moaned softly, grinding harder. “We should stop… we really should…”
But I didn’t pull away.
Ryder’s hands roamed over me, sliding under my tank top to cup my breasts, thumbs brushing my nipples until they were hard and aching.
I kissed him harder, desperate and guilty, my own hands trailing down his chest and into his sweatpants.
I wrapped my fingers around his thick, hard cock, stroking him slowly as he groaned into my mouth.
“Fuck, Nikki,” he breathed, hips bucking into my hand. His fingers dipped between my legs, stroking through the slick, messy folds still full of Jax’s cum. “You’re so fucking wet. Still dripping from him, and you came to me anyway.”
We touched each other frantically in the dark — heavy, needy petting. His fingers pumped inside me while I stroked his cock, our mouths locked together. Every moan I tried to stifle only made him more eager.
Ryder suddenly pulled his fingers out and replaced them with the thick head of his cock, rubbing it up and down my soaked entrance, teasing my clit, and dipping just the tip inside before pulling back again.
“Tell me to stop,” he whispered, voice strained as he kept teasing my entrance. “Tell me you don’t want this.”
I couldn’t. Instead, I pushed my hips down hard, forcing the head of his cock inside me. Ryder groaned as I sank down onto him, taking every inch in one slow, deliberate motion until he was buried deep.
“Fuck,” he hissed, gripping my hips. “You pushed me inside you. Such a greedy girl.”
He started thrusting up into me, deep and steady, while I rode him, guilt and pleasure twisting together as we fucked in the dark.
Ryder’s hands gripped my ass hard, fingers digging into the soft flesh as he guided my movements. I rolled my hips in slow, deep circles at first, savoring the way he stretched me, still so full and slick from everything earlier. My quiet, breathy moans filled the small space between us.
“Shh, baby,” Ryder whispered, voice strained. “You have to be quiet.”
I tried. I really did. But every time I sank down on his thick cock, a soft, needy whimper escaped me. Ryder’s grip on my ass tightened, helping me ride him faster while he thrust up to meet me.
Then we both froze.
We heard movement in the hallway — Jax’s door opening, footsteps heading toward the bathroom. The walls were thin. Too thin.
Ryder’s eyes met mine in the dark, a wicked mix of panic and lust. “Quiet,” he mouthed, pulling me down flush against his chest.
He kept fucking me, but slower now — deep, controlled rolls of his hips that kept his cock buried inside me.
I buried my face in his neck, biting down gently to stay silent as he gripped my ass and ground up into me.
The wet, subtle sounds of his cock sliding in and out of my cum-filled pussy were the only noises in the room.
Every slow, deep thrust pushed me closer. I was trembling, trying so hard not to moan as Ryder’s cock hit that perfect spot over and over. His hand slipped between us, rubbing my clit in tight circles while he kept that agonizingly slow rhythm.
I came first — hard and silent, my pussy clenching rhythmically around him as waves of pleasure rolled through me. My teeth sank into his shoulder to stay quiet.
Ryder followed right after, burying his face in my hair as he thrust up deep and came, pulsing hot and thick inside me. We held each other tightly, breathing hard through the shared, silent orgasm, his cum mixing with Jax’s as we trembled together.
We stayed locked together like that for a long moment, breathing hard through the shared, silent orgasm.
Ryder’s cock was still buried deep inside me, twitching with the aftershocks as our mixed releases leaked out around him.
I trembled on top of him, my face buried in his neck, the guilt and pleasure twisting so tightly in my chest I could barely think.
Then we heard it — Jax’s door opening again, soft footsteps in the hallway heading back toward his room. The apartment fell quiet once more.
Ryder let out a slow breath, his hands still gripping my ass possessively. He kissed the top of my head, then gently rolled us so I was lying beside him, his cock slipping out of me with a wet sound. I immediately felt empty… and even guiltier.
“You should go back to your own room,” he whispered, voice low and rough. His fingers traced lazy circles on my hip, like he didn’t really want to let me leave. “If Jax wakes up and you’re not in your bed… this is already complicated enough.”
I nodded, even though every part of me wanted to stay curled against him. “Yeah… you’re right.”
I slipped out of his bed on shaky legs, quickly pulling my tank top and shorts back on. Cum from both of them was leaking down my thighs as I stood there in the dark. Ryder watched me with dark, conflicted eyes.
Before I could leave, he caught my hand and pulled me back for one last deep kiss. “This is so fucked up,” he murmured against my lips. “But I don’t regret it.”
Neither did I.
I quietly slipped out of his room and back into my own, closing the door softly behind me. I collapsed onto my bed, heart racing, body still buzzing, and the heavy weight of guilt pressing down on me harder than ever.
Jax’s accidental “I love you” echoed in my head. Ryder’s touch still lingered on my skin. I had no idea how much longer I could keep this up.