Chapter Thirteen
Ryan couldn't have told Ajana no if his job depended on it, but he had to do one thing first. Untangling her from his body, he reached over to open the nightstand drawer and quickly put on some protection.
Her body started to squirm beneath his the second their chest touched again.
The perfect shape of her naked body taunted him in ways he never thought possible.
Lightly touching her hardened nipples with the palm of his hand, he watched as they grew harder.
She gasped when he turned his head so his tongue could lick the underside of her breasts.
Peaches and another scent he wasn't familiar with drew his senses, making him taking another swipe.
Sitting Ajana up on the bed, he moved her to the edge and kneeled between her legs, so his hands could discover all the dimples and curves of her back, waist, and hips.
He continued to let his hands travel back up her thighs, testing the wet core to make sure she was ready for him.
She cried out, then panted, "Ryan, stop doing this to me…I want you so bad."
"I want you, too, honey," he confessed, then entered her with one thrust of his hips.
Moaning, Ajana fell back as he worked his cock in and out of her body.
Slipping his hands under her hips he lifted her up and placed her back in the middle of the bed without losing any of his tempo—flexing his hips a little more, Ryan found a way to make Ajana's snug hold on him even tighter.
Bracing his body weight on his elbow, he allowed the steady rhythm of his thrusts to show Ajana how much he wanted to be with her like this. Soft purrs of pleasure poured from her, pushing him to make Ajana scream his name at the top of her lungs.
His gaze wandered over the lovely woman beneath him as more sweat started to cover her already slick body, enhancing the richness of her dark toffee skin. One of Ajana's hands was thrown beside her head while the other one rested in his lower back, pushing him to the core of her tight body.
In the back of his mind he wondered if her sweat tasted as good as the rest of her.
Bending his head, his tongue darted out and licked at the moisture along side of her neck.
The light, salty essence caused a low rumble erupt deep from within his throat.
Unable to stop himself, he drew the tender flesh between his front teeth and started to nibble.
Perfect.
She was the perfect fit to the emptiness that seemed to surround him the past year. Ryan covered Ajana's twisting body inch by inch, measuring his movements so her orgasm would be explosive when it finally hit.
"Honey, you're so good," Ryan hissed into the velvety ear by his mouth. "Once isn't going to be enough for me." He almost didn't get the words out as Ajana's body clenched around his throbbing cock then exploded, shattering him into his own release.
He collapsed on top of Ajana's heaving body and stayed as long as he could before rolling off.
He didn't want to crush her with his weight.
"You definitely made up for being a bad girl," Ryan whispered as he disposed of the condom in the wastebasket by the bed.
He pulled Ajana's sleeping form to his well satisfied body.
"Now I’ve got to make Sergeant Carelli understand you're not guilty and find the person that is," he promised before drifting off to sleep.