Page 7 of Ryder

“Follow me,” I say. I need to be alone with her.

She scowls stubbornly. “Really, does that work on women?” she snaps, and I stare at her blankly. “You just order women around, and they do it because your what...” she pauses, “The boss around here?”

“No, they do it because I’ve killed for less. Now move it.” I love her fire and the way she challenges me, it sends a thrill through me.

Neve hands her daughter to Mya, and for a second, I think she’s actually going to follow me without giving me anymore grief. But she folds her arms over her chest. “No. I’m talking and you didn’t say please.”

“Did you just tell me no?” I ask, feeling mildly irritated. Usually women fall at my feet, they don’t refuse me, ever.

“Respect my right to say no to you, you’re not the boss of me and I’m not scared of you.”

I roll my eyes. “Fucking new age women. I just want to talk and you’ve got to make it a big deal with your women’s rights bullshit.” Then I surprise her by lifting her up and throwing her over my shoulder. She cries out in shock and Mya tries to object but with the kid sleeping in her arms, she gives up the second I begin striding away towards the clubhouse. I don’t stop until I have her safely in my office where I plant her feet back on the ground as I lock the door.

“How the hell dare you…” she begins, her face full of rage. I grip her chin between my finger and thumb roughly, and I kiss her. It stops her ranting instantly, and I pull back giving a satisfied smile.

“I can’t get you off my fucking mind,” I whisper against her lips. “I need to be inside you.” I slam my mouth over hers again, and this time, she wraps her arms around my neck.

I release myself from my jeans, that’re practically choking my erection. I take a condom from my pocket without breaking our kiss, rip it open and pull it down over my cock. I inch up her flowing cotton dress and move her underwear to one side, lining myself at her entrance. I don’t have the patience to wait, the second her wetness touches me, I push into her, taking her by surprise. She grips my biceps, holding on tight as I thrust hard, each time trying to get deeper. I groan, pushing my face into her neck. She feels like heaven and I can’t control the urge to come. “I gotta change position,” I whisper. “Or we ain’t both gonna reach the end here.” She smirks as I withdraw my cock and bend her over my desk.

“Why did you marry that dick head?” I ask, slamming back into her with urgency.

“You want to discuss my bad choices right now?” she asks, looking back at me over her shoulder. Fuck she’s sexy with that flustered look on her face.

“Is there anything between you?”

“No,” she pants, pressing her forehead against the desk and shuddering with pleasure. “I’m not a cheat.” She cries out, orgasming right before I follow her over the edge.

The only sound in the room, as I pull out of her and dispose of the condom, is our heavy breaths. She adjusts her clothes and I tuck myself away. That just fucked look suits her, making me want to bury myself in her all over again. I sit at my desk. “So,” I say. “Tell me about you and Finn.”

Neve

“There’s nothing to tell. We married and then we split up.” Finn’s the last person I want to talk about right after we just did what we did.

“You ain’t leaving here until we’ve talked, Neve, so drop the attitude.”

He makes me feel like I’m a teenager in trouble. I sigh heavily. “I married him, he was an arse. I had his child and then he disposed of me, preferring to fuck about than deal with me.” I notice the way Ryder lifts his brow, like he understands why Finn would do that. “I’m a nice person,” I snap defensively. “But since him, I don’t like being bossed around. You want to talk to me, just ask.”

“Noted.” He sighs, rubbing at his forehead and looking stressed.

“You really should get some sleep, Ryder, you look exhausted.” I bite my lower lip, contemplating whether to ask my next question. I can’t keep having sex with this man when I have no idea who he really is or how dangerous he is. “What did you go to prison for?”

He’s not going to tell me. I see by the way his expression changes. “Get out.”

I roll my eyes. “Wow, nice manners. Yah know, a little courtesy wouldn’t hurt after we just hooked up . . . again.”

“If you keep disrespecting me like you do, we’re gonna have a real problem,” he mutters, coldly.

I laugh, “Oh really?” I ask, “I was always taught that to get respect, you have to show respect, and seeing as so far, you haven’t shown me an ounce, then you can expect the same!” I stomp from his office, slamming the door behind me for good measure.

Mya stands as I approach. “Are you ready to go now?” she asks. I nod, taking Harlee from her and heading to the car without a word.

Mya decides to sleep at mine, something she often does seeing as her roommate is always bringing home random one-night stands. So when we get home, I put Harlee straight to bed and make up the spare room for Mya.

“Are you going to tell me about you and Ryder?” she asks, leaning against the door frame as I lay the final blanket on her bed.

I shake my head. I’m exhausted. “Do you mind if we leave it for tonight?”

She nods, giving me a kiss on the cheek as I pass her to go, “Sure, but we do need to discuss it. You shouldn’t look this stressed after great sex with a hot man.” She sniggers and I roll my eyes.

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