Page 54 of Mending Scars

Oh, God, yes.

I felt the tip of his length nudge my opening, but he didn’t enter me. Instead, he began to rub his thick shaft between my wet folds, continuing to blissfully torture me.

I shifted back against him, wanting, no, needing him to relieve the ache between my thighs. Gripping the sheets, my voice came out a strangled plea, “Ryker, please.”

A shudder ran through me from the strokes of his cock against my sensitive flesh. “Please, what, baby? Fill your sweet pussy with my cock?”

I gasped as his length roughly pressed against my clit. I was too overwhelmed by the sensations taking hold of my body to respond intelligibly. A throaty moan escaped me, expressing my need loud and clear without words.

Ryker continued to torment me for what felt like an endless eternity before he slowly filled me. Pushing back, I sank myself on him, unable to wait any longer to feel him completely inside me.

He grasped my hips before pulling out and slamming back into me over and over again. I cried out in pleasure as Ryker grabbed my ponytail and tugged lightly, forcing my head to tip back. “I want you to come all over my cock, baby.”

Fuck me.

That definitely wouldn’t be a problem. I was already so close to coming, and Ryker knew exactly what to do to send me into that heavenly oblivion. Every. Single. Time.

He roughly thrust himself deep inside me before pumping his cock in and out of my pussy, stroking my walls and building up the orgasm that was on the cusp of overtaking me.

Ryker’s hand trailed around my hip before I felt his fingers dancing along my clit again, causing me to cry out as my body trembled in anticipation of climax. I bit down on my lip as I fought against the sensations rushing through me, wanting to prolong the pleasure I was experiencing for as long as possible.

Ryker’s ministrations intensified as he grunted huskily. “Come for me, baby. Come all over my cock.”

I whimpered and slumped against the bed. My ass was up in the air as I buried my face in the mattress while Ryker relentlessly pounded into me. My whimpers morphed into moans as he hammered deeper into my sex and played with my clit. I writhed under him, struggling to maintain control over my body even though I knew I was fighting a losing battle—my body was Ryker’s; always had been, always would be.

I cried out as my body shuddered and finally succumbed to the release I’d been resisting. I knotted my hands in the sheets as my orgasm ran through me while Ryker continued to thrust into my throbbing core. His grip tightened in my hair as he groaned and stilled behind me, coming inside my tight warmth.

He fell on the bed beside me a few seconds later. I relaxed against the mattress as Ryker draped his arm over me and pulled me closer to him. He kissed my sweaty forehead. “Better finish getting ready.”

Smiling contently, I closed my eyes, still enjoying the waves of bliss streaming through me. I felt the mattress dip as Ryker got up, and then I heard the shower running a few seconds later.

I stretched lazily before getting out of bed and walking to the bathroom. I scrunched my face as I took in my disheveled appearance. Pulling out my ponytail holder, I ran my fingers through my hair to fix the flyaways and tangles from our tryst in the sheets.

“Wanna join me?” Ryker asked from behind me.

I met his eyes in the mirror as one side of his sexy mouth curved up in a lopsided grin.

“I think that would make us later than we already are.” I smiled flirtatiously back at him. “Wouldn’t want to keep your brother waiting.”

Ryker chuckled. “He won’t mind. Ethan is a very patient person.”

Turning around, I leaned back against the counter as our gazes locked again. Steam from the hot water fogged up most of the shower, but I could still see those captivating eyes. Heat manifested between my thighs as Ryker’s sinful stare penetrated me, rekindling my desire even though he had just sated it. “Get in here now, Warrior,” he growled.

The dominating tone of his voice intensified my want. I quirked an eyebrow in challenge. “And if I don’t?”

His eyes narrowed mischievously as his lips curved up in a sexy smirk. “I’ll have to punish you.”

Yes, please.

I couldn’t fight the primal lust coursing through my body, drawing me to him as if he had some kind of gravitational pull. I stopped when I reached the glass door and looked up at him. “Now or later?”

I stepped back as he slowly pushed the shower open, revealing all of his naked perfection without the mask of fog clouding it. My eyes couldn’t help but travel over every inch of his golden skin as he huskily replied, “Now.”

Unable to resist his sexual magnetism, I entered the shower. Ryker closed the door and caged me between his muscular form and the glass. His mouth found my neck as he nipped the tender skin along the jawline.

Seconds later, his rough, inked hands were gripping my ass as he lifted me up and whirled me around. My back met the tile as he pressed me against the wall and roughly thrust into me. The water rained down on our entangled bodies until we both reached ecstasy again.

Needless to say, we were late because of our shower escapade. Ryker and I had planned to meet Ethan for brunch, but it was more like lunch by the time we got there.

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