Page 23 of A Small Town Risk

“Why didn’t you tell me you were coming home today?”

“I didn’t want to bother you,” I say while entering my closet, quickly putting on underwear, yoga pants, and a shirt.

“It’s not a bother,” he growls.

“Sorry, I was exhausted. Tomorrow’s schedule is packed, so I was hoping for a peaceful evening.”

I’m unsure of what else to tell him.

“Come, sit down and talk to me.” Ryan pats the spot on the bed next to him. I sit, keeping my body rigid.

“I really need to rest,” I say. “Maybe we can talk another time.”

“How are you doing?” he asks, ignoring what I say.

“I’m okay. Mom’s doing good, too. She has a top-notch lawyer who knows what she’s doing.”

“That’s great, babe. But what about you?” I don’t understand his question. “I’m fine. I’m not the one getting divorced.”

I go to stand, but he grabs my hand to stop me.

“I know you’re not fine. I’m sure it’s hard on you.”

I break down crying from all the pent-up rage I feel toward my dad. Ryan wraps his arms around me, and I let out the feelings I’ve held on to for so long.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

PARKER

I open my eyes, and Ryan is staring at me. I’m resting on him as if he were a mattress. His hard dick is throbbing against my stomach. How embarrassing. I move to get off him, but an arm comes around me and holds me in place.

“Where are you going?”

“I need to get ready for work,” I mumble against his chest.

“You promised we would talk this morning. I’m not letting you go until we do.”

In an instant, I’m flipped over onto my back with Ryan on top.

“What the hell?” I squeal in surprise.

“You aren’t going anywhere until I’m done with you.”

He presses a kiss against my neck, then takes a nip. My body reacts with a zap of electricity running through me.

“I’m tired of waiting for you to decide. You’re mine.” He nips my ear and neck, emphasizing his point.

I can’t concentrate on his words because of what he’s doing to my body. I’m soaking, and he’s barely touched me.

I’ll agree to anything at his moment as long as he’ll fuck me. All I can think of is us getting naked and him being inside of me.

“Fine, I’m yours,” I groan and widen my legs, his cock pressing against my core.

“Missed me, have you?”

“Yes,” I moan as his tip pushes against my entrance.

The next instant, he’s buried inside of me, working me over, slamming in and out. My legs wrap around his waist, and my feet lock against his ass.

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