Page 26 of Keeper of Secrets

A wave of pleasure rolled over her at the light touch, her head falling back, her body opening to him as her legs parted.

He chuckled into her mouth.“So soft.”

And then he touched her again, this time with more pressure, more insistence, parting her sex and tracing the seam.

Sparks lit behind her eyes as he slid his hand up and down her sensitive flesh.“So wet,” he said against her lips before he kissed a trail over her cheek, his fingers continuing their rhythmic stroking, her hips matching the pace to seek more pleasure from the touch.

And then, without breaking the pace, one of his fingers slid into her channel, the heel of his hand coming to the sensitive nub of her pleasure.

She bucked into the touch, the sensation threatening to overwhelm her as she gripped at his shoulders.

She’d wanted companionship, attention.But this… she’d never imagined passion like this.Didn’t even know it was possible.

He slowed his touch, allowing some of the building tension to ease, but she realized, he was playing her body, completely in control of her.It was delicious and a bit frightening.“Please,” she begged, wanting him to give her more.

He sucked her earlobe into his mouth, a small chuckle filling her ear.“Patience, love.If we’re going to do this, I am going to enjoy it for as long as possible.You are as tight as you are wet, and by God, woman, you feel even better than I imagined.”

She whimpered, his words both filling her with satisfaction and more need.She was desperate for release and her fingers bit into his shoulders.“Ryker.Please.”

His answer was to nip at the sensitive flesh of her neck, his finger burrowing deeper inside of her as the heel of his hand pressed even harder right where she needed.

She felt the first tremor of her finish build and she chased his hand with her hips, gasping and whimpering as her body begged him to give her more.

He held off for a second more and then, he pumped his finger in and out of her, giving her body the exact friction it craved for her to finish.

She cried out, her orgasm exploding in a riot of pleasure, her entire body going stiff as a keening cry fell from her lips.

And then she went limp, draped across his lap.

“Ryker?”she asked, not sure what came next.Did she get up?Stay?Touch him?He didn’t remove his finger.Not for some time, his arms holding her in his lap.In the dark, he stared down at her, his gaze unreadable and distant, making her shiver all over again but for a very different reason.

He now had even more power over her, her body responding to his touch like nothing she’d ever dreamed of.

She was at the mercy of a predator.

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Ryker sent Chloeto bed the moment they arrived home, cursing that he’d even considered the word home where she was concerned.This was his home.Not hers.

Why the fuck did it seem right that she lived under his roof, called the same place home that he did?

He couldn’t help himself, he brought his fingers to his nose, smelling her sweet scent that lingered on his skin.Damn, but she’d been all he ever dreamed.

Her country legs were divinely muscular while still feminine, her sheath so silky and tight.

And he didn’t even dare to think of the way her body had moved under him, the noises she’d made.

If he did… he might throw out every fucking rule he’d ever made for himself, for her, and march up to her room and take her right now.

She’d been liquid fire in his arms.Everything was better with her.

A simple kiss was more satisfying and a deep one even better.Fingering, better.Fucking… he already knew the answer.

He scrubbed at his scalp.He’d been with beautiful women and passionate women, but when had he ever been with one who was so stunningly both?A woman who pulled him to her like a beacon, who coaxed him to share intimate details of his life?

The very idea of touching her more…

This senseless desire had to end.He had a plan and he intended to see it through.

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