Page 82 of Follow My Heart

“Okay.” I trusted him. If he thought Faith would be okay, then I’d do whatever he wanted.

I fell asleep with my head on his bicep, and his scent surrounding me. I didn’t think I’d ever sleep this good without him next to me. His warmth seeped into my soul, warming me from the inside out. I felt content.

There wasn’t anything I needed to prove or anything I needed to do. I was enough.

At some point, I dreamed that Ryder was between my legs, drawing my panties down, and parting my folds. I arched into him, needing him to touch me.

He blew over my clit, and my eyes opened. I was staring at the ceiling, but my legs were spread, and Ryder’s shoulders pressed against the inside of my thighs.

I looked down to see his head, his mouth on my core, where I needed him the most.

I stifled a moan as he licked me from my entrance to my clit.

He looked up at me. “You have to be quiet.”

I nodded as I bit my lip harder.

“I’ll stop if you make any noise.”

“Don’t stop,” I whispered.

“It’s up to you.” Then with a naughty glint in his eyes, he held my folds open as he devoured me. It was like there was a contest to see how fast he could get me off, and maybe that was because his daughter could wake up at any moment.

The orgasm was quickly building, and I closed my eyes to savor the sensation. Then he slipped a finger inside, and I rippled around him, losing control.

He licked me through my orgasm. Then he moved up my body, kissing me as he went. When his mouth finally met mine, he entered me in one thrust. It was a perfect coming together. At the same time, it felt like I was asleep, giving it a dreamlike quality.

Here, it was just him and me. Nothing else intruded. Not my worries about the future. His marriage. His ex. Nothing else mattered. Only the here and now, and how it felt for him to be inside me.

He braced his hands on the bed on either side of my head as he used slow, measured thrusts to drive me up again. This time, it was harder to stifle the moans that threatened to erupt from my throat. He kept his mouth on mine as if he could swallow my sounds.

I squeezed my legs around his hips, drawing him deeper.

This time the orgasm washed over me at the same time that Ryder let go. It moved through me in slow waves. I felt like I was suspended on air.

Ryder ripped his mouth from mine, dropping his head to my shoulder. He braced his upper body on his hands but allowed his lower body to sag against mine. I loved the feel of him pressing me into the mattress.

“That was a nice way to wake up,” I said lightly as he lifted his head, and chuckled.

“I’ll say.”

“Is that why you wanted me to stay?” I asked as he moved off me.

“No. But it was a bonus.”

I smiled, seemingly unable to do anything else when I was around him. That’s when I realized there was come leaking over the sheets, and we hadn’t used a condom. “We didn’t use protection.”

Ryder grimaced and ran a hand through his hair. “I wasn’t thinking. I should have been.”

“It’s okay. I’m on birth control.” I wouldn’t have been upset to have a baby with him. But even I knew it was too soon with his divorce not final. He wasn’t ready, and I had a business to run.

“I won’t do that again.”

I carefully moved out of the bed, then went to the bathroom to clean up. I jumped in the shower, using the time to recover from what had just happened. I shouldn’t have been upset. He wanted to use protection. He didn’t want a baby now. It didn’t mean he never wanted another child.

He was just being careful. Taking things slow like I should have been. I was falling into old patterns, rushing ahead without considering all the factors. Even if I was ready, Ryder wasn’t. Faith was still adjusting to her parents being divorced. She didn’t need a little sister or brother right now.

I let the warm water wash over my body and tried not to think too hard about his reaction and what it meant for our future.

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