Page 71 of Hungry Hearts

CHAPTER NINETEEN

“I’ll be surprised if she wakes up before eight. That girl is wiped.” Maia joins me on the couch and drops her head to my shoulder.

“You looked wiped too. I won’t keep you up any later. You’ve had a long day.” I push myself to stand and Maia jumps to her feet with a sudden burst of energy.

“You’re leaving?”

Christ, I love how sad she looks. Kinda like the pout Ruby gave her when she had to go to bed. Rubes hugged the shit out of me again and kissed my cheek, thanking me again and again for her dollhouse. Hell, I’ll build her one every day if she promises to keep giving me hugs and kisses like that.

I cup Maia’s face in the palm of my hands and brush a soft kiss across her lips. The words I said to dickhead still sit uneasily in the pit of my stomach.

“Maia. You need some rest.”

“You know what will help me sleep better?” She snakes her arms around my waist and tips her chin to me. “That promise you gave me earlier. Unless you’re all talk and no action.” She taunts me with a lift of her brow.

A growl lodges in my throat and all reason leaves my body. “You want me to fuck you hard against the wall and make you come so hard you wake the neighborhood?”

Her eyes turn dreamy as she dips her head up and down.

Fuuuuck.The way I take her mouth is nothing short of possessive. I swallow her whole. Taste her, suck her tongue so deep into my mouth that she’s gasping for air. I release her, giving her just enough time to take another breath before I attack her mouth again.

Her grip on my shirt is strong, and she holds on to me for balance. I grab her ass, dig my fingers into her round globes, and pick her up. She wraps her legs around my waist and I carry us into the kitchen, a little further away from the stairs.

My cock leads the way, but I have just enough sense left in my brain not to wake Ruby.

I set Maia on the center island and suck her bottom lip. “Lift.” My fingers find the button of her jeans and I make quick work of yanking them off her legs and flinging them to the floor.

“Take the rest of your clothes off while I have dessert.”

I study her eyes to make sure she’s still on board, and when they darken and dilate with lust, I drop to my knees. I spread her thighs with my shoulders and breathe in her heady scent.

“You’re dripping, Angel.”

“I want you. Please,” she begs.

Not one to keep a lady waiting, I don’t hold back as I drag my tongue between her folds. She gasps, and her hips come up off the countertop. I use my free hand to press her torso down and find fabric.

“You’re still dressed.” I breathe into her soaked cunt but don’t touch her, even when her hips inch closer to my mouth. My queen wants to ride my face. I hide my smirk and bite the inside of her thigh. “Clothes. Off. Now.”

“Ryder,” she pants.

I wait until she’s wrestled her shirt and bra off, then attack her pussy again, diving one finger between her folds, then another while I lick her clit. I’m not slow and meticulous like how I enjoy being with her. She wants it hard, fast, and rough, and I’m more than willing to oblige.

Next time, I’m going to spend hours enjoying, exploring, and devouring her body in my bed. Or hers. But we’ll both be horizontal and there will be no rush. Tonight, we’re both full of pent-up passion and I want Maia to feel me for days.

Her thighs smother my face and her cunt squeezes my fingers. She’s on the cusp. I want to make her orgasm last, but she needs this so I don’t relent, hooking my fingers and scissoring them inside while I pull her nub between my teeth.

“God. Ryder!” She pulls at my hair then pushes my face into her pussy, smothering me. Death by drowning in Maia orgasm is the fucking best way to go.

My tongue and fingers don’t stop moving, not even as she begins to come down from her orgasm and her body starts to shake.

“Ryder. I can’t.” Her legs fall apart and her body goes limp against the counter.

“I’m not done with you yet. That was just the appetizer, remember?”

“I can’t move, but I want to touch you. Return the favor.”

My dick twitches, loving the idea of being sucked off by her beautiful mouth. Not tonight, I tell it. Tonight is about me destroying her ability to walk, to ever think about another man again.

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