Chapter 25
Without releasing her mouth, Ryker locked the door. He ran his hands over her curvy bottom and pulled her against the hard-on that had sprung to life in his jeans.
She wound her arms around his neck and pressed herself against him as she deepened the kiss. She ground her hips and rubbed her nipples against his chest. Jesus, she wasn’t wearing a bra under her t-shirt. He picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her over into the bedroom. He dropped her on the bed and lowered himself down to her body. The taste of her drove him wild. He needed this. Needed her. Needed time in her arms to let the world fall away. He’d never needed that before, never felt that he could lose himself in another person that way, but Vic was special and he was going to make damn sure she knew it.
She ran her hands over the flat planes of his chest, and he felt the touch in his cock. He was hard as a rock and desperate to be inside of her. He moved his hand under her t-shirt and pulled it up over her breast. He lowered his mouth to her nipple and started to suck. She felt so damn good, he was lost.
“Tell me again, Vic. Tell me you want this.”He needed to be sure.
“Ryker, I want you. I’ve wanted you since the morning you first walked into my apartment.”
Music to his ears.
But then she continued,“Don’t panic though. I don’t want a commitment or anything. I just want you to screw my brains out., make me forget all this intrigue, and my uncle, and all of it. I feel safe in your arms, and more than anything, right now, I want to feel safe, and I need a release. Maybe more than one.”She lifted her chin and cocked an eyebrow.“Are you up to the challenge?”
She was killing him. He wanted her so badly his whole body ached with need, but his heart lurched at the rest of her statement. She wasn’t looking for commitment. It was a good thing, he reminded himself, because he couldn’t commit. Not with his lifestyle, his job. Plus, she was leaving. This was all fun, right? Then why did it feel less like fun and more like an addiction? He should go right now before he fell any deeper into her. She bit her lip as he stared at her, and all rational thought left his head.
“You bet I am. I always exceed my goals.”He glanced at her parted lips then he swooped down and claimed her mouth.
She opened her own wider to let him in, and their tongues rolled over one another. She tasted sweet, like scotch and woman. He moved one hand up to hold her head while he deepened the kiss. He wanted to touch and taste every single inch of this woman.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and brought her body in full contact with his. He cupped her bottom and pulled her hips against his rock-hard erection. His nerves were jumping all over the place, knowing where this kiss was leading.
He dragged his lips down her neck. She let out a moan and tugged on his shirt. He pressed up on one hand and pulled it off over his head with the other. He dropped it on the floor and immediately pulled her in and reclaimed her mouth.
Her fingertips trailed down his chest and she started to undo his jeans. He moved back and pulled her shirt over her head. Then he captured one nipple in his mouth and swirled his tongue around it. He kept his hands on her behind and squeezed it through her leggings. She moaned as he nipped her with his teeth.
“Ryker, that feels so good.”
Her hands were on his belt buckle, but he brushed them off again. He grabbed both her wrists and held them in one hand above her head. He claimed her mouth again, their tongues tangling, heightening his need for her. He kissed her from neck to nipples. The hard buds just waiting for his tongue. When he nipped the other one with his teeth, she sucked in her breath. She tried to squirm out of his grasp, but he held her fast.“Keep still or I’ll stop,”he whispered against her flesh.
She groaned.“But that’s so unfair.”
He shifted his weight and flipped her over onto her stomach, but he kept her hands pinned. He kissed her neck as he rubbed his hard-on against her lush ass.
Her breath was ragged now.
He reached around and rubbed the apex of her legs through the fabric of her leggings.
“Yes,”she moaned. Her hips bucked. She pushed back harder against him.
He tucked his hand into the waistband of her leggings and worked his way down the smooth skin until he felt her clit. She was so wet. He moved his fingers, and she pushed up into his cock. He worked his fingers faster and faster until her hips rocked hard. Then he drove his fingers inside of her and she said his name as she came.
He let go of her hands and turned her back over. He pulled her leggings and underwear down and she kicked her feet to help him get them off. She reached for him, but he stepped back. She was magnificent, all flushed with desire for him. She was his. And only his.
“Ryker, I want you inside me. Let me touch you.”
He shook his head and then pulled her to her feet. He backed her up so to the wall and trapped her with his whole body against hers, making her bare ass connect to the wall. She shivered in his arms. He kissed her once again. The feel of her skin against his sparked an insane throbbing inside him. He had a hard time keeping himself in check. When he touched her hot center, her hips bucked again. He kissed her neck while he brushed her clit with his finger. Then he got down on his knees in front of her. If this was the last time he was going to have her, he was going to make sure she never forgot it.
“Ryker”she moaned as she brought her hands down to his shoulders.“I want you inside me.”
“Not yet,”he said with a slow smile. He blew on her hot center, and she twisted her fingers in his hair. He leaned forward and licked her. She tasted so sweet. He swirled his tongue around her clit, and she cursed breathlessly.
He gripped her hips and held her in place as he sucked and licked her, driving her higher and higher with lips, teeth, and tongue. Then he slowly eased one finger inside her tight sheath. She arched to meet him. He added another finger while he sucked her clit. She flexed her hands on his scalp and lifted her hips to meet his fingers and mouth. As he increased his rhythm, she rocked with him. The way she lost control was sexy as sin and only served to swell his dick to the point of pain. He swirled his tongue and kept her right on the edge until he nipped her clit with his teeth. She yelled his name again as she came.
Her knees buckled, and he caught her as he stood.
“Jesus, that was even better than the first time,”she murmured.
“And we’re only just beginning,”he said and then kissed her fiercely once again.
* * *
“Now, Ryker. I want you now.”Vic was done letting him play, even though it had been vastly satisfying. She needed to touch him. To taste him. She needed the sublime friction that only he could bring.
“How do you want me, Vic?”His breath whispered over her flesh.“What exactly do you want me to do?”
She smiled.“Turn,”she demanded,“but take your jeans off first.”She helped him out of the rest of his clothing and then pushed him back, so he was lying on the bed. She moved on top of him and kissed him. Hard. Then she worked her way down his neck to his chest. She used her teeth on his nipples, and he swore. He grabbed her ass, but she wiggled him off.
“Vic.”His low voice rumbled out of his chest and sent shivers across her skin. His body was something to behold. Chiseled and steely, as if carved out of stone. Not an ounce of fat anywhere. He was So. Fucking. Hot. She went back to his nipples and then headed lower.
He swore in response to her pressing his cock between her breasts. She rode his thigh as she worked her way lower until her mouth hovered over his cock. She licked the tip, lapping up a bead of pre-cum, and then made small circles around the crown, first one way, then the other. Slowly, she drew more and more of him into her mouth, alternately sucking hard and twirling the crown with her tongue.
When she cupped his balls, Ryker growled her name. His rough voice ignited sparks deep inside her. She wanted him, all of him inside of her, but first, she wanted him to yell her name. His hips started to move, and she matched the rhythm with her tongue.
“I’m gonna come if you keep that up.”
She stopped and glanced up along his sculpted ab muscles to catch his gaze and hold it.“No, you won’t. I’ll stop if you don’t control yourself.”She squeezed the base of his dick at the same time she stroked his sack.
“God, Invicta,”he said through gritted teeth.“You’re killing me.”
She licked her lips and let them curl up into a sly smile.“Will you be a good boy?”
He nodded frantically as if he couldn’t find the words.
She liked that he wanted her so damn badly. Almost as much as she wanted him. She was wet and ready. She crawled up and hovered over his body once again. She started to lower herself on top of him, but he flipped her over and suddenly she was beneath him, face down on the bed.
“You seemed to like it from behind,”he said, his voice just above a whisper in her ear.
God help her, she did. He was so fucking hot. She was drenched and oh-so-ready.
He pulled her hair out of the way and started kissing the back of her neck. He wormed a hand under her body and cupped her breasts. She moaned and arched into his hands. Pushing up to her hands and knees she pushed back against him. She was so turned on she couldn’t think anymore.
Ryker tweaked her nipple with one hand as he moved the other down to stroke her clit.“You’re so wet, Vic. Wet for me.”
“Yes, Ryker, just for you and I want you inside me. Now.”Her hips started moving in time with his fingers as he played with her. He wedged his cock between her ass cheeks and rubbed it up and down, driving her wild. She wanted him inside her so damn badly.
“Take me, Ryker,”she demanded.
He bent over her back and drove inside her, filling her up and then pulling all the way out again. The slow stroke was so luxurious. She wanted to feel him all the way inside her again and again. Her body vibrated with desire for him. He started moving slowly, but she pumped her hips faster.
She needed more.“Faster. Harder.”He increased his speed. She moaned.“Yes, oh God, yes.”
Ryker slowed down.“You need to wait until I say it’s time,”he ordered, slapping her ass to punctuate the demand.“You’re mine.”
He slammed all the way inside her and then drew out. Then he slowly entered her again, making her cry out in frustration. She wanted it all now.“Ryker.”She didn’t want to beg, but she would if he didn’t hurry the hell up.
“Not time yet, honey.”He reached around and played with her clit as he pumped into her again and again.
“I’m gonna come,”she said and bit her lip.
He increased his speed.“Yes, honey. Come hard.”
She threw her head back as he slammed into her and yelled his name as she came again. A few strokes later, he was right there with her.
He leaned over her back.“Jesus, Invicta, you’re so freaking hot.”
Her arms and legs were shaking with the lingering release, her chest and belly quivering.“The feeling is mutual.”
* * *
An unexpected sound woke her. She opened one eye. Ryker was getting dressed. She squinted at the clock and saw it was only five a.m.“You going already?”
He nodded as he did up his jeans.“I’ve got a busy day ahead.”He picked up his shirt and pulled it on over his head. Her stomach dropped. He wasn’t making eye contact with her.
“Ryker?”He finally looked at her. She tried to suppress the quiver in her voice.“You’re not coming back, are you?”
He hesitated for a second and then nodded.“You said it yourself last night. You only wanted sex, not an attachment. That’s what we had. Now I’ve got to get going.”
“What about me?”Her heart slammed into her rib cage. He was leaving again. She hadn’t meant what she’d said. She didn’t want to get hurt again but that horse had fled the barn. He was crushing her. Again.
He frowned.“How do you mean?”
“Ah, I mean, you know… going to work and being around my uncle and stuff. The people who are out to kill him, I don’t want to get in their way again.”
“No one is trying to kill your uncle, Vic.”
“What do you mean?”she demanded as she sat up, pulling the blanket up to cover her chest.“Someone shot at him in Virginia and then tried to run him over. Then there was the guy in the house.”
“I took that shot at him, Vic, and I was driving the car the night of the attempted hit-and-run. We needed to get on the inside. We figured getting in through his security detail was the best way. When you came to Archer it was a gift. You made it simple for us. Thanks for that.”
She stared at him in horror. Nausea rose and she thought she was going to be sick.“How…you?”
“Your uncle is out of control, Vic. Someone has to stop him. This was our way in. You’re not in danger. The guys who were hanging around are gone. I had the FBI threaten them. They’ve left. You’re good. I’ll have someone pick you up and drop you back at home if you want. That’s fine.”
She couldn’t believe what she was hearing.“Please, don’t go out of your way. I’m all good.”Her voice was icy. He’d used her. They’d used her. Manipulated her. And she’d fallen for it like the fool she was.“Get out,”she said.
Ryker had just finished pulling on his shoes.“What?”
“Get the fuck out of my place, Ryker. Right fucking now!”She pointed towards the front door.
He opened his mouth as if to say something but shrugged and walked out. The moment she heard the door close, she let out a loud yell. That fucking asshole! She closed her eyes and heat filled her cheeks. She’d let him fuck her and she’d loved it and the whole time he was using her. Laughing at her probably. It was so fucking humiliating.
She put her hands over her face and then immediately took them away. They smelled like Ryker. She smelled like Ryker. She needed a shower right now. After she washed away any lingering scent of him on her body, she would clean her place, erasing any trace of him. She swiped a hand under her eyes, hating that it came away wet. She wasn’t going to cry about that bastard.
The countdown was on. Less than two weeks and she was gone for good. She would leave this city in her rearview mirror and never look back. Ryker could go fuck himself because there was no damn way she was helping now. She wouldn’t tell her uncle what was going on. The truth was she didn’t think he would be good in such a powerful position, but Ryker and his crew would have to figure out that shit for themselves. She wanted no part of it. She was done being anyone’s doormat. Her life was her own and it was about damn time she started living it her way.