Page 108 of Fought and Freed

Jace got her home, and she took care of Ryder the rest of the night.

She tried texting Grant, but he never responded.

Torr sent her a message, though, letting her know she and Lucca had talked. She said he was an idiot, but she was taking him back, and they made plans to get together the following Saturday, once Ryder had recovered, for a family dinner.

Around three in the morning, though, she woke up coughing and couldn’t stop.

Shit, why did Jace have to be right?

26

RYDER

Ryder rolled over and curled up against Maddy.

It was nice having her in bed with him the last week, but it sucked being sick.

Maddy hummed and wiggled against him.

Damn, he must be feeling better. He was hard as a rock. This was the first time that had happened all week. He brushed some of her red hair from her shoulder and neck, kissing it as he did.

“Don’t kiss me,” she grumbled. “I’ve been sick for the last week.”

“You’re still beautiful.” He brushed a hand down her waist. “Are you up for taking a shower, then leaving the room for a while?”

Maddy flipped onto her back. “Yeah, I should try to get some homework done.”

“Me, too, and I should check on Honey.” Ryder glanced at his phone, which had been silent. “She’s been quiet lately.”

They got out of bed and trudged to the shower.

As Ryder took off his shirt, he noticed Maddy staring at him in the mirror. He slowly removed his boxer, making sure to bend over.

She bit her bottom lip.

Ryder turned around and stepped toward her. “See something you like, Silk?”

“You know I do.” She ran her hands up his chest.

Ryder reached for the hem of her shirt, lifted it over her head, then tossed it on the floor. With both hands, he pulled down her underwear and let out a sigh of appreciation.

Reaching out, he turned on the shower and got the temperature just right for them to step inside.

The water eased his achy muscles. He switched sides with Maddy, letting her under the showerhead, and watched as the water cascaded down the sweet curves of her body.

Goddamn, he was a lucky man.

He turned her around, so his front was to her back, then soaped up his hands and slowly washed her, spending extra time cleaning her breasts.

She laughed. “You have a thing for cleaning my boobs.”

“They’re one of my favorite parts.” He pinched her nipple.

Maddy moaned. “Oh, yeah? What else is your favorite part?”

He rinsed the soap off his hand, then reached in between her legs to find her nub.

With a moan, she leaned back against him. “Ooooh, yeah.”

---