Page 70 of The Scars of Us

When he pulled away, he rubbed my back. “How’d you sleep?”

“Surprisingly well.”

“You didn’t think you would?”

“Honestly no. I have nightmares, and I don’t sleep well, even at home. I definitely didn’t think that I’d get any here, but that was the best sleep I’ve had in a while.”

“Maybe you should stay over more often,” He raised his eyebrows suggestively.

“Maybe I will,” I replied teasingly. “If you’re lucky.”

Ryker gave me a playful grin before he pounced on me. Pinning my body beneath his, I squealed as he tickled me. Our laughter filled the room as I squirmed under him, trying to free myself from his grasp.

“I’m going to pee if you don’t stop,” I warned, still laughing.

Relenting, he propped himself on his elbows, framing my face between his arms as he gazed down at me. His lips parted to say something, but he closed them and stayed silent as he brushed some hair back that had fallen across my face and kissed me again.I wonder what he was going to say.

My internal thought was forgotten as the kiss deepened, the feel of his almost naked body atop mine so alluring that I didn’t care whether I brushed my teeth or not. When his tongue parted my lips, I eagerly reciprocated, twining mine with his as he pressed his morning erection into me.

Ryker’s hands pushed the shirt I was wearing up until it came off. I slipped down his boxer-briefs as he moved my panties to the side, just like last night. His hard shaft pressed against my slick entrance, slowly pushing in as he stretched me. His mouth captured a moan that escaped me as he cupped my face in his hands, passionately kissing me.

Ryker slowly pumped his hips into me, gently thrusting in and out of my sex. The delicate way he was touching and fucking me was so different from the way we normally had sex, but it was just as amazing. The emotion he was creating within me was unlike anything I’d ever felt before, connecting us in a way I’d never experienced with anyone else. In that moment, I knew no one would ever compare to Ryker—my body was made for his, and his for mine. He completed me in every sense of the word.

Pleasure swarmed every nerve from his touch, filling me with molten fire. Electricity began to build in my core, radiating through my body as my orgasm approached.How does he do this to me?

My hands knotted in his hair as he continued to rock into me, possessing all of me with his sinful mouth, inked hands, and divine cock.

Arching against him, he sank further inside me, my walls molding to him as he caressed them.

“Fuck, baby, I love your pussy,” Ryker growled against my lips before slipping his tongue back in my mouth.Fuck, so good.

I could only moan in response, my mind already lost in oblivion from Ryker pleasuring my every cell.Almost there, almost there.

Pushing deeper each time, Ryker repeatedly thrust into me. After a few more strokes, my orgasm found me, trickling through every limb and drowning me in bliss. One hand tangled in my hair, softly pulling the long tresses as the other stroked every curve of my body. He stilled above me as warmth coated my core and his cock throbbed inside me.

Panting breathlessly, Ryker hovered over me as he stared down at me. Sweat glinted over his golden skin and dampened his messy hair as he smirked at me.I could get used to this every morning.

He gave me one last kiss before we disentangled ourselves. As I made my way to the bathroom, my phone rang. I went back to grab it, and saw Kamden’s face and number on the screen.Shit.

I answered the phone to hear Kamden’s enraged voice, “Where the fuck are you, Ky?”

“Good morning to you, too, Kamden,” I greeted sarcastically.

“Morning? It’s almost one in the afternoon, Kaiya. Where are you?” he gritted through the phone.

“I’m at Ryker’s,” I snapped back, immediately regretting it.Fuck, I shouldn’t have told him that.

“What? You stayed the night at Ryker’s?” he exclaimed angrily.

“Yeah, I did. I’m a grown woman for fuck’s sake.”

“You could’ve at least called me—I’ve been worried sick.” His voice was strained, but it was more with concern than anger. He was still upset, but I could tell that he was relieved that he was hearing from me.

I sighed, feeling like shit. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to worry you. I’ll be home soon, okay?” I said, softening my tone, as well. I should have been more considerate—I’d only spent the night at Nori’s before, and I called him beforehand to let him know. I felt like such a jerk for worrying him over something that could have easily been avoided.

After we said our goodbyes, I hung up the phone and turned around to go to the bathroom.

Ryker stood against the door, looking concerned as he asked, “Everything okay?”

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