Chapter 4
Chapter Four
Kresslee
Ilooked down at Ridge, as he looked up at me, his hard, naked body undermine, my body deliciously sore after our lovemaking.
I still couldn’t believe we did that. I smiled down at him, caressing his face as his eyes raked over every inch of my face.
I could feel his cock hardening under me once more. It fit between my legs as it had earlier, perfectly, as if he were made for me.
It rubbed against my sensitive clit, making me let out a soft moan.
Ridge went still, “We can’t. It’s too soon. I don’t want to hurt you.”
I shook my head, “You won’t hurt me. I need you. I ache.”
Ridge’s face went hard, and I knew I won.
He took my lips in a kiss, and I let him do what he wanted with my mouth. He sucked my tongue into his mouth, and I could barely hold back from moaning.
Our tongues dueled for a second before Ridge’s hand gripped my hair in a tight fist, moving my head to where he wanted me to go.
He kissed down my neck, taking his time, licking and sucking at the skin there.
I loved the feeling of his lips on my skin. Ridge moved lower, his mouth finding my nipple, making me gasp as his mouth closed over me, sucking my nipple deep into his mouth.
My back arched, and it was my turn to fist my hand in Ridge’s hair.
His tongue flicked at the tip of my nipple, making me gasp at the sensation, and Ridge moved to the other nipple, biting at it playfully before he moved me backwards onto the bed, his mouth still on my body.
He licked down to my stomach, then nuzzled his face against my mound. I had to keep it clean, no hair because of my uniform, and Ridge moaned softly as he reached my folds.
His tongue took one swipe up the center of me, making me cry out his name.
We were in such a hurry the first time that he didn’t get to do this. Now, feeling his tongue delve deep inside me that I wish we had done this. But we were doing it now.
His tongue ran up to my clit, sucking it into his mouth much like he had with my nipples.
I writhed under him as Ridge’s tongue flicked at my clit, circling it repeatedly before pulling it back in his mouth.
I could feel my orgasm quickly building inside me, and I wanted it. I wanted to come against Ridge’s mouth as much as he seemed to want to make me.
Ridge flicked at my clit again, repeatedly, his mouth determined to make me come apart in his arms.
My orgasm built, higher until my back arched obscenely, and I splintered underneath Ridge.
I cried out his name, and Ridge kept flicking at my clit until I got too sensitive and had to push him away.
He rose between my legs, notching his cock at my entrance, surging inside me before my orgasm faded.
Ridge groaned as he settled inside me, letting my pussy clench around him.
“Good god, you are so tight. You are going to make me come before I have even moved.”
“Move then. I need more.”
Ridge pulled his cock out to the tip, then surged back in.
I felt my eyes roll back in my head as Ridge gripped my hips, thrusting in and out of me as if he couldn’t do anything but fuck me into the mattress.
As if he were making up for the years, we couldn’t be together. And he most likely was.
His fingers tightened on my skin, which I wanted. I wanted bruises. Marks to prove I was his.
Ridge seemed to want it too. He held me where he wanted me to go, and his thrusts picked up the pace.
I thought my body couldn’t have another orgasm, not so fast after coming not that long ago, but I was wrong. The way Ridge was thrusting inside me, he was hitting some spot that made me see stars.
I heard someone whimpering, moaning as if they were dying, and realized it was me.
The sounds were getting higher with every thrust of Ridge’s cock deep inside me.
He was thick, long, and the spot he kept hitting made me feel my orgasm spiraling out of my control.
I felt it hit me as if a tsunami had hit me. I screamed his name as it hit, and Ridge groaned as his thrusts slowed, and goosebumps covered his body as he came deep inside me.
He dropped over me, his arm coming down by my head.
I panted under him, as he did over me.
“Holy fuck,” he breathed, and I could only nod.
Ridge looked down at me, “We shouldn’t have done that this soon. You are going to be sore.”
I couldn’t feel it. Only him. “If I’m sore later, that’s fine. I wanted it. Needed you.”
Ridge lifted his arm, gently cupping my face, “You are my only reason for all I do.”
I smiled up at him, “I don’t deserve you.”
Ridge’s face went serious, “Yes, you do.”
“You are too good for me. I abandoned you when all I wanted was you.”
“Kresslee,” he started to say, but I shook my head, “You did so much for me; everything you did was with me in mind. How did you know I would be here? How could you plan your life around me?”
He cupped my face, “It wasn’t hard. I never wavered in my choice. Never. I knew you were my girl. I knew that one day you would be here with me. Even if I had to convince you by kidnapping you one day.”
I bit my lip so I didn’t laugh, “You would have kidnapped me?”
He lifted a brow, “You would have been okay with it?”
I nodded, “You have no idea how badly I wanted to abandon my life for you.”
“We will work to figure this out. I won’t let you go. Not ever again will I live without you. After this season is over, you are going to be mine. My wife. My everything.”
I knew my eyebrows flew up my forehead, “Your wife?”
Ridge nodded, “My wife. The mother of my children.”
I wanted that. I wanted our life. The life we could have together in this house.
I smiled up at him, “I want that too.”
He leaned in, kissing me and pulling out of me before we could go for another round.
I moaned the loss of him deep inside me.
“We need to eat.”
I smiled as he handed me a shirt from his closet after he pulled on some gray sweats.
His body was something I had always dreamed of.
He had the abs I wanted to lick, the arms I knew held me tightly, and everything else.
Including his cock that seemed to be hard, pressing against his sweats.
He lifted a brow, “Checking me out?”
I pulled the shirt over my head, “No more than you were with me. I felt your eyes on me.”
He nodded, “Always.”
Grabbing my hand, he led me out of his room, showing me the house before taking me back to the kitchen.
He had me sit on a barstool while he cooked dinner for us.
I watched him move through the kitchen as if he were born in it.
He watched me watching him, smiling at me over his shoulder, “My grandma taught me how to cook. She refused to let me go out into the world without this knowledge. I can’t tell you how grateful I am for it. How much money have I saved by cooking at home?”
I smiled, “My grandma taught me a little. Creed is better at it than me.”
“I love to cook, so if you never want to lift another finger in the kitchen, you don’t have to.”
“I would like to cook still, but maybe together?”
He grinned at me, “That’s a deal I can’t refuse.”
We ate dinner in companionable silence before Ridge took me back up to bed, making love to me once more before we both fell asleep.
In the morning, I felt Ridge get up, and I sat up in bed, rubbing my eyes.
Ridge leaned over to kiss me, “I have to go practice.”
I sighed, “I wish I could see you at the field, but I know that they would think I’m spying for the other team.”
Ridge snorted, “I couldn't care less if they think you, are a spy. I don’t want to hide us.”
“How about we figure out more after you get back from practice? I have to head home tomorrow morning.”
Ridge kissed me once more, “Stay here. Look around the house, watch movies. Do whatever you want. I will be back in a few hours.”
I smiled at him, “I will.”
He walked out of the room, looking back at me once more before disappearing around the door.
I lay back in bed, knowing I had slept better last night than I had in a long time.
It had to have been because Ridge held me tightly all night after wearing my body out thoroughly.
I was sore today, my muscles and my pussy. I knew I would need time to recover, but if Ridge walked back in here right now, I would let him take me again. More than once.
I smiled. Ridge was finally mine.
I loved it. I looked down at the bed, knowing we had finally got each other.
I shut my eyes, loving that I got the man of my dreams.