Page 65 of Howling Night

“No, I need you,” I whispered, my voice barely recognizable to my own ears. “Now. I can’t wait.”

Ryder didn’t respond with words. His hands gripped my waist, effortlessly lifting me across his body until I was straddling him. The steering wheel pressed against my back, but I didn’t care even a little. My dress was bunched up around my waist, my body completely exposed to him while his hard length pressed insistently against me.

His hands tightened on my hips as he guided me down, sliding himself into me with ease. I sank down slowly as he filled me, exquisitely perfect and overwhelming at the same time.

“Fuck, Everly,” he groaned, his forehead dropping to my shoulder. “You feel so goddamn good.”

I braced my hands on his broad shoulders, using them as leverage as I began to move. The confined space of the truck cab made each movement slow and careful, intensifying every sensation.

Ryder’s hand slid up my sides, shifting the silky fabric against my skin before cupping my breasts. His thumbs brushed over my nipples, sending sparks through my entire being.

He growled as I glided up and down him, my thighs shaking. I couldn’t form words, I could only feel him inside me, his rough hands on my skin, his hot breath against my neck. Each time I dropped down onto him, he thrust up to meet me, hitting a spot so deep inside that the top of my head tingled.

The truck rocked slightly with our movements, the suspension creaking as our pace increased. I didn’t care if the whole world knew what we were doing — nothing existed outside of this moment, outside of Ryder.

“Oh, god, Ryder,” I said, gasping for air as tension coiled tighter within me.

“Let me see you,” he growled, one hand sliding between our bodies where we were joined, his thumb finding my clit with unerring precision. “Come for me, Everly. Now.”

His command, combined with the perfect pressure of his thumb, sent me hurtling over the edge. My entire body clenched as my orgasm crashed through me in overwhelming waves. I cried out, my nails digging into his shoulders through his shirt.

Ryder’s eyes glowed brightly as he grabbed my hips, holding me firmly as he thrust up into me twice before he came with a deep, throaty groan. He buried his face against my neck, a string of curses and my name falling from his lips.

For several moments, we remained locked together, our breathing gradually slowing. I rested my head on his shoulder, my body feeling too heavy to move. His hands stroked soothingly up and down my back.

“You okay?” he murmured, pressing a gentle kiss to the side of my head.

I nodded, a small laugh escaping me. “Better than okay. Although I’m not sure I’ll be able to walk tomorrow.”

His deep chuckle rumbled through his chest and into mine. “Worth it.”

As our heartbeats returned to normal, I became aware of the slightly awkward position, half-naked, cramped against the steering wheel of his truck on the side of a deserted road. I carefully extracted myself from his lap and attempted to put my dress back in place.

Ryder glided the strap over my shoulder, his expression growing serious. “I don’t want you to think this is all I wanted from tonight.”

“I know,” I whispered. “It’s just hard to… not want to… with you.”

“It’s an irresistible pull,” he said, zipping his pants.

I settled into the seat beside him as he started the truck again. “It’s kind of weird. I’ve never felt anything this strongly before.”

“Neither have I,” Ryder admitted. “I really like it, though. It’s going to be hard when you leave.”

“Let’s not talk about that right now,” I said, resting my head against his shoulder. “Let’s just enjoy our time together while we get it, okay?”

“Okay,” he said, kissing the top of my head again.

The rest of the drive passed quicker than I expected, snuggling against Ryder’s warm side. His arm stayed draped around my shoulders, occasionally squeezing me closer as if reassuring himself I was really there.

“Sorry about your underwear,” Ryder said as we turned onto my road.

“It’s fine,” I said, looking down at my legs. “Although I’m not sure how I’ll get out of the truck without flashing everyone.”

“Lucky for you, no one lives around you.”

I frowned. “Not so lucky for my now deceased neighbor.”

“Oh, shit,” Ryder said, wincing. “I didn’t mean that, I just meant you live out in the country.”

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