Page 68 of Rescuing Ryder

He fought with himself all day to keep from driving to her house, demanding Claire listen to him. She made Ryder feel human again. He didn’t delude himself into believing she solved his problems. They required hard work and freaking talking about the bad parts he stuffed into a small square corner of his mind. Claire gave him a reason to fight for it. And it scared Ryder to the core.

Cupping her breasts, he lathed her rose nipples with his tongue, pinching and tugging them. Ryder’s hand trailed down to her center to find her soaked.

“I want you now, Claire,” he informed her gruffly.

Her frenzied fingers worked the button of his jeans and slid them down as he kicked his way out of the legs. Claire laughed out loud at his antics.

“You won’t be laughing much longer,” he teased.

Claire reached down and grasped his cock, pumping it up and down.

A low moan escaped his lips as Ryder lined up at her entrance. “Can you take it hard and fast?”

She smiled as she leaned in to kiss him. “Bring it,” Claire whispered against his lips.

Ryder’s cock teased her outer lips and he plunged inside.

“Wait,” she pushed him away. “Condom.”

Ryder’s eyes widened as he suddenly realized their carelessness. He took off running naked down the hall and into his bedroom. Throwing open the closet door, he grabbed his bag and dumped it on the floor. Ryder rummaged through the items until he discovered the brand-new box he purchased across the street from Claire’s appointment the day before.

Ryder returned to the kitchen with his erection bobbing up and down, causing Claire to giggle. He ripped open the box, sending condoms flying. Picking one up, he tore it with his teeth. Claire snatched it and rolled it down his swollen shaft, making him groan.

Gripping her hips, Ryder plunged inside. Her laughter stopped abruptly followed by a low moan. He spread her thighs wider, watching as he impaled her.

“Ohhh,” Claire keened as his head lowered and he sucked a hard nipple into his mouth. Ryder thrust harder, watching as her breasts jiggled to the rhythm of their lovemaking. The apples and oranges from the fruit basket fell and toppled from their place as things shifted in their wake.

Claire watched and grinned. He smiled back, never stopping as Ryder beheld her sweaty hair plastered to the sides of her face. Claire’s pale skin held a rosy hue and her eyes filled with lust.

“Come, Claire, I can’t hold on much longer,” he ordered.

Claire stared into his eyes. “I want you to come with me,” she demanded breathlessly.

“Come. Now.”

“No.”

“You’re the most stubborn woman I know,” Ryder ground out. “Remind me to spank your tight ass,”

Her eyes widened in curiosity and arousal, yet she refused to give in. Ryder tilted himself upward and his hand reached between them.

Noticing his intentions, she tried to stop him. Ryder glanced up, knowing he gained the upper hand.

“You’re not playing fair,” Claire cried.

He leaned close to her ear and whispered, “I know.” Then bit her shoulder.

Time stopped as her body stiffened, clamping down on his cock. Ryder closed his eyes and growled, delving deeper inside her as he rode the wave of his orgasm home.

He kissed her forehead before sliding out and ridding himself of the condom. Claire sat on the bar, her chest heaved up and down as she focused on the floor.

“Don’t pull the shy card on me now,” Ryder cupped her cheek and smoothed the damp hair away.

“I’m not. It’s not how I pictured tonight going,” Claire admitted. In fact, it scared her. With other men, she still maintained her professional persona. With Ryder, she lost the ability to control her emotions. One minute they fought, and the next, she wanted to run her hands over his chest and run her tongue over his tattoo.

“Do you think I’ll shut down because Dr. Claire Meyers doesn’t want me?” Ryder bit out.

Claire winced before she hopped off the bar and gathered her clothes. She went to the spare bedroom and dressed. She came back out to discover Ryder in jeans with no shirt.

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