Chapter 36
RYDER
“You’re not really leaving, are you?” I groaned as Ellie hustled around the room to grab her things.
“Look at this mess!”
I winced at the massive number of boxes in her room, leaving very little space for walking, let alone any kind of organization.
“I’ll build something in the closet and—”
Her gaze snapped up to meet mine, and a scowl curved her lips. “You will not touch a single thing in my house and ruin the integrity of the fine craftsmanship.”
“Well, then where exactly do you expect me to put my things?”
“I set aside two drawers for you.”
I sat up, resting my elbow on my knee as I cocked a grin at my beautiful girlfriend. “It’s cute that you think I only need two drawers.”
“You’re a man,” she grumbled, shuffling between two boxes to reach the closet. “Don’t men need less space than women?”
“Baby, I have suits. I can’t just shove them in a drawer.”
She got pinched between the boxes, unable to move, and let out a frustrated scream. “I can’t live like this!”
“It’s only been a month,” I reminded her.
“Yes, a month where my house has been turned into a gymnasium because it’s too small for more than one person.”
“Two people lived here before,” I reminded her.
“Yes, and either the wife was very happy and the man had hardly anything, or the woman was always thinking about committing murder.”
I barked out a laugh at that, tossing the covers off as I sauntered over to her, careful not to catch my junk on any of the boxes.
“Don’t you come near me with that,” she scolded, her eyes firmly locked on my hardening cock.
“Do you want help?”
“Yes, but you say that every morning, and then you end up screwing me instead of helping me.”
She tried desperately to scoot away, and even went so far as to kick at the mountain of boxes, but it did nothing to help her escape. Shoving a box aside, she glowered at me with how easy it was.
“No showing off.”
Holding out a hand and approaching like she was a frightened kitten, I gently tugged at the bottom of her dress that was snagged on a box. “Better?”
She shuffled a little further, but was still wedged, and that was just fucking perfect for me.
“Ryder,” she warned as I slid between the boxes, taking my thick cock in my hand and stroking it as I imagined how I was going to take her.
“I’m going to be late,” she said breathlessly, her eyes going wide as her chest heaved with need.
Fuck, that was the look. “Doesn’t matter what you do,” I grumbled. “I gotta have you now.”
“But…I’ll be late.”
“I hear you know the owner,” I said, pouncing in the next second.
My lips slammed into hers as the same moment, I tore the thin strap down her arm, inadvertently ripping it.
“Ryder,” she moaned, “that was a new dress.”
“It’s fucked now,” I hissed, tearing the rest from her body.
Her breasts popped free, and my lips immediately skimmed over her perfect skin as I cupped her breast in my palm. Fuck, the weight of them, the way she reacted when I slid my thumb over her nipple.
Fucking beautiful.
Kicking a stack of boxes over, I hauled her into my arms and made my way back to the bed, barely flopping down on it before I was tearing her panties from that sweet pussy, and shoved my thick cock inside her.
“Oh, fuck,” I groaned, bottoming out inside her. “So fucking perfect, Ellie.”
“I still haven’t lost that—”
I covered her mouth with my hand, not interested in hearing how she thought she was too heavy or needed to lose the weight she gained when we were apart.
“Wrap your legs around me,” I whispered, sliding out before thrusting hard back inside her. “You’re fucking perfect. Do you hear me?”
She rolled her eyes, which just set me off. I slid my hand from her breast down to her thigh, up to her knee. I really didn’t want to leave the warmth of her pussy, but my Ellie needed to be taught a lesson, and I had a way that would be pleasurable for both of us.
“What the fuck do I have to prove to you that you are fucking perfect to me?”
I slid out of her heat, raising an eyebrow at me.
She pushed up on her elbows and glowered at me. “Ryder, put that cock back in me right now!”
Shaking my head slowly, I ran my tongue along the inside of her knee, licking all the way down to her pussy.
“You’re too fucking worried about how you look.”
“Because I’m fat!”
“You are not fat,” I growled, pissed that she even thought that. “Not even fucking close. You’re not stick thin, but I happen to love every inch of you.”
“Right,” she snorted.
Sliding my fingers leisurely around her pussy, I waited for her to grow irritated with me teasing her, which only took a minute. When her eyes connected with mine, I made sure she was perfectly clear on where I stood.
“I love you, Ellie.”
Her jaw dropped. Yes, I’d told her I was falling for her, but that wasn’t the same fucking thing. These were the actual words, and there was no taking them back. Not even in the heat of the moment.
And I didn’t want to.
Thrusting two fingers inside her, I held her gaze as I pumped in and out of her pussy.
“Did you hear me?”
“I—You can’t say that during sex!”
“I fucking love you,” I repeated. “I need you to fucking hear me, and if I have to tell you when I’m two fingers deep in you, or by withholding my cock from this sweet pussy, I will do that.
Because I need you to fucking hear me. Really fucking listen, Ellie, because I’m getting tired of hearing you think you’re not fucking amazing. ”
“Ryder,” she moaned, her eyes slipping closed.
Leaning forward, I bit her clit, getting the reaction I desperately needed. Her eyes popped open and she cried out, gushing all over my fingers.
“Repeat it for me, Ellie. Say I am fucking perfect.”
“Ryder,” she moaned as I continued to pump my fingers inside her.
“Say it, or that’s it.”
“What?” she asked, her chest heaving as I continued to torture her.
“Tell me you’re fucking perfect.”
“But I’m not!” she cried out. “I’m not perfect!”
Tears spilled from her eyes, spilling into her hair as she flung an arm over her eyes, hiding from me.
Sliding my tongue over her pussy, I lapped at her cream before crawling up her body, tugging at her arm until I could see those beautiful eyes filled with tears.
“You have a very distorted idea of what a person is supposed to look like, and I’m fucking sorry that I had anything to do with that.”
She rolled her eyes, but I grabbed her jaw and held tight before she could look away from me.
“You are fucking perfect to me. Really hear me on this, okay?”
Tears filled her eyes again, but she didn’t look away.
“It fucking kills me to hear you cut yourself down like that. Because there’s not a fucking inch of you I would get rid of.
I wouldn’t love you more if you were skinnier or if your thighs were thinner.
I fucking love these thighs when they’re wrapped around my head, choking me as I devour every inch of your pussy. ”
“But…” She sniffled back the tears, but I knew this was hard on her, to be vulnerable and say what was really on her mind. “I have a pudgy stomach.”
I ran my hand over the smooth skin, not seeing a damn thing that she was. “You have a fucking perfect body. You have the most amazing curves, and the sad part is that you can’t even see how amazing you look. You hide these curves in baggy dresses when you should be showcasing every damn inch.”
I thought about that and cocked my head at her. “But only for me. I don’t need every other fucker out there seeing my woman’s body.”
She chuckled at that, sniffling back the tears.
“I don’t ever want to hear another damn word about how you think you’re fat. Because I love every inch of you, and I will for the rest of my life.”
“Ryder…”
“I fucking mean that, and don’t try to tell me it’s too soon. I’m gonna marry you, Ellie.”
The shock on her face only made me more certain of the way I felt about her. The words didn’t sit heavily on my chest. Instead, it felt like a weight had been lifted. I was finally getting it all, and I wouldn’t rest until I made her mine for the rest of our lives.
“We…it will never work,” she murmured.
“You wanna say that again?” I asked angrily.
A small smile played at her lips. “This house is nowhere near big enough for more than two of us.”
“I can fucking fix that,” I growled, crawling up her body. “Say the fucking word and we’ll get married. And then I’ll plant as many mini Ryders in your belly as you want. And we’ll have a whole house of babies or cats or whatever the hell it is that will make you happy.”
My cock nudged at her entrance as she smiled at me, wrapping her arms around my neck. “Is this real?”
“As fucking real as it gets,” I said, slamming my lips down on hers.
She gasped against my lips as I thrust hard inside her, ready to plant my seed in her now, if only she wasn’t on birth control. Fuck that, I had a lifetime with her. Right now, I needed to fuck her until she realized this was it for us.
We’d get to the rest in a minute.
“Fucking forever, Ellie.”
And then I showed her just how infatuated I was with her. Forever.