Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 65354 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 327(@200wpm)___ 261(@250wpm)___ 218(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65354 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 327(@200wpm)___ 261(@250wpm)___ 218(@300wpm)
“What?” I said as I slipped the seatbelt on.
“It’s all over your face. You look beautiful, Elyse.” Tori could see through anything I tried to cover up, and I giggled. “I need to get into your studio.”
“Oh, God.” I leaned back as she pulled away and sighed. “I couldn’t help it. He’s so… intoxicating.” I shook my head.
“I’m glad that you’re with him. I know that you have your concerns where Ryder is involved, but I think he’s perfect for you.” Tori was all smiles, and I gazed at her.
“I’m going to try.” I could promise that, and looked forward as we drove into the city. The lights were bright, and I felt great as we parked among the crowd that acted pumped for the game. I hoped that I would have a different reaction to Ryder tonight when he played out there. I still felt good when the crowd screamed for the team and the guys moved out to the ice. Ryder stood out, and I watched as I remembered my hands on his ass pulling him deeper inside me, blushing. Tori glanced at me with a knowing smile, and I pressed my lips together. I needed to rein this in.
Ryder played with the same force tonight. He was one of the more skilled players out there, and I watched mesmerized, slightly wincing as he shoved someone into the boards. Ryder straightened, not seeming to be affected at all as he skated forward to pass the puck to another player who just missed the goal.
I felt myself shifting in the seat as the game went on. I was aroused by Ryder this time, and that scared me. Any violence normally terrified me, and I wasn’t ready to be comfortable with that. I tried to tell myself that later when I was being rushed into Ryder’s home after we had a late dinner with everyone. He’d been all over me through the meal, and we couldn’t wait to be alone.
“I loved that you were there for me tonight. I love it more that you’re this hot for me.” He lifted me and pressed me to the wall as I wrapped my legs around him. I needed him, and confessed that in the car on the way here. A few stolen kisses at dinner in dark corners only fueled the fire that was burning in my body.
Ryder kissed me, and I clung to him for dear life. He dressed in black slacks and a button-up that matched his eyes and drove me crazy all night. I felt his hands cup my ass as he moved his mouth to my jaw and told me all the naughty things that he wanted to do to me. I moaned and felt him carry me across the room, tightly clinging as I closed my eyes.
I felt the bed underneath me and looked up as Ryder stood. He slipped off his shirt, and I gazed at his flawless, muscular chest as he dropped his pants to the floor. I moved to unbutton my fitted jeans, and he slid them down as I gasped. “Your ass looks amazing in these.” Ryder kissed my thigh as I blushed, and his fingers stroked the lace covering my pussy. “You’re so wet.”
I smiled and felt him shove the material aside to stroke me. Ryder told me to take my shirt off, and I eased it over my head, revealing the sheer black bra that matched the underwear. He took one look and plunged a finger inside me as I jerked back.
“Like it?” he asked.
“Yes,” I moaned.
Ryder found my clit with his tongue as he finger fucked me, and I lost myself to the pleasure. I came within moments and trembled at the force of it as desire flooded me. It wasn’t enough, and I needed more.
“More. Please, Ryder,” I moaned as he pushed my legs back, thankful for the occasional yoga classes I did with Tori as my muscles strained. Ryder pushed my feet against his chest before he looked across the room. The condom drawer felt like it was miles away, and I bit my lip as I tried to think my way through this. Before I could say something, Ryder grabbed a condom from the nightstand drawer and quickly rolled it on.
Ryder thrust inside me, and I cried out. He pushed hard and deep into me, and his warmth made me tremble.
“This… You feel so fucking good,” he gasped.
He moved faster, and I reached out to hold him wherever I could. I wanted it this way, and rocked with him as Ryder reached down to open the front of my bra. His hand cupped one breast, squeezing and pinching as I clawed to his neck. After several thrusts, he knew I was close and urged me to come. Why did it always feel so good when I did with him?