Chapter 11
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Ryder
Iknow before the sun comes up that the storm stopped sometime in the night. We’re going to have to leave and head back to the lodge as soon as Chloe wakes up. It’s something I want to delay as long as possible, although my cock wants her to wake up right now.
With her body pressed up tight against mine, I start rubbing small circles on her bottom until she moans and wiggles her ass back into me. She’s caught between that sweet spot of sleep and waking.
“Good morning, kitten,” I murmur in her ear as I reach my hand over her hip to slip between her folds. She’s wet for me already, as if she’s been dreaming of me the way I’ve been dreaming of her.
I get another moan in response, and she opens her legs a little, giving me access.
When I slip one finger inside her, she drops her head back against my chest.
“Ohh, yes.”
With one hand on her hip, I press her body back, and notch the head of my cock to her entrance. I enter her slowly, allowing her body time to adjust to my size. Every time is still like the first time.
I hope it’s always like this.
The thought slams into me as I fully seat myself in her tight cunt.
Chloe groans, and I reach around to find her breast.
My fingers lazily play with her pert nipple while I take my time, slowly sliding in and out of my girl.
“Ummm. Ryder, that feels so good.”
Her body responds to every single touch. She was made for me. It’s never been like this before, not with any other woman. And I know instinctively it will never be like this with anyone else.
Chloe is it for me.
I know it in my soul.
My balls draw up tight and as much as I’m enjoying this slow, lazy fuck, I know I need my girl to come, so I slide my hand down her body to her clit and rub. It doesn’t take much.
She’s coming apart in my arms, her groans filling the air, and I can’t hold back any longer. I take my own hard release, spurting streams of hot come into her womb.
We never did talk about birth control, and secretly I’m glad because more than anything, I want to breed this girl and put babies inside her.
“You’re so fucking perfect.” I grunt the words as I hold her tight to me, using my cock to hold every drop of my seed inside her. “I love filling you so full.”
She tenses in my arms. “Full?”
Chloe
I’m such an idiot.
Yes, I remember Ryder mentioning he didn’t have a condom that first night. And I remember telling him it was fine. After all, it was only the one time and I wanted it more than anything. I was prepared for the risk.
But all the other times?
Every single time Ryder was inside me over the last few days—and it was definitely more than a few—he’d been bare. And every single time, he’d come hard until his seed was dripping down my legs.
“Chloe?”
He’s still inside me, my body pressed up to his. I love the full feeling his still-hard dick gives me. I love knowing he’s come inside me, unprotected. I love…him.
Again, the thought slips into my consciousness, but this time I don’t push it away.
I wiggle my head back against his chest. “I love how you fill me up, too.”
He moans in response, and I swear I feel his dick twitch to life inside me.
“But you know what that could mean…”
I suck in a breath and hold it for a beat before exhaling. “I do. But I’m not worried.”
“You want a—”
“Oh no!” I stop him before he thinks I’m a crazy woman who wants a baby with a man I’d only just met. Even though it’s true. It’s so very true. I can’t help it, but the idea of having Ryder’s baby makes me feel so good. So happy.
I’d never have to leave this beautiful place.
Or this beautiful man. We could stay here together, doing research, and I could write my books and…
it’s only just a fantasy. So I force myself to say, “What I mean is that I track my cycle and it’s not my time of the month. I can’t get pregnant right now.”
“Oh. You can’t?”
Is it my imagination, or does he sound disappointed?
“No. It would be a pretty slim chance.” My hands move by reflex to my stomach. A slim chance, yes. But not zero. I squeeze my eyes shut and say a silent prayer that there’s a baby in my belly. Ryder’s baby.
“That’s probably for the best then.”
Again, he sounds disappointed.
“The storm stopped, and we’re going to have to get going today.”
“Oh.” It’s my turn to sound disappointed. I snuggle back into him, pushing his cock deeper inside me. “But maybe we don’t have to leave quite yet?”
Ryder chuckles, his hand once more settling between my legs, where he instantly thrums me back to life. “I think we can probably hold off a little bit longer,” he says. “After all, I want to be sure you’ve done enough research for all the books you want to write.”