Page 19 of Ryder

“I remember.”

“I said I was sorry about that,” she says.

“It wasn’t your fault. Don’t think for a second I thought it was.”

“So now what do we do?

I stand, crowding her. Bringing my hand to her chin, I grip it with my thumb and forefinger, forcing her to look at me. “Why. Did. You. Come?”

She’s breathy when she says, “You know why.”

I cock a brow. “Enlighten me, Sugar. I’m a little dense.”

“You’re not dense, Ryd. You’re… you’re perfect, actually.”

I snort. “I can safely say nobody’s ever called me that before.” I forgot what Crystal did for my ego all those years ago, but it’s all coming back to me in a hurry. “I’m far from perfect, so don’t go thinkin’ I’m a good gu?—”

Her lips find mine before I can even respond to her sudden touch.Fuck. They’re soft, delicate but firm, just like her. The thing I notice the most, other than my thumping dick, is the pounding of my heart. It’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced. I’ve been with a lot of women, but I’ve never had this happen. Heat rises up my chest, neck and then my ears…What are you doing to me?

I reciprocate, kissing her back. And her mouth? Holy heaven on a stick. She’s fucking perfect. Her hands find their way up my body, her palms pressing against my chest as a soft moan leaves her mouth, causing my dick to press against my zipper.

I pull back. Panting? I’m fucking panting. Pressing my forehead against hers, I whisper, “You came here for one thing, didn't you?”

“You owe me.”

She’s got some nerve. I chuckle. “I forgot what a pain in the ass you are.”

“Oh, really?” She pulls back, giving me a sly smile, then turns to head for the door. I snatch her wrist, halting her in her tracksas I swing her back to face me. It’s exactly what she wants, but I want it, too.

This time, I’m not walking away.

“Don’t pretend you’re hard to get, Sugar. We both know if I reached between those pretty thighs, I’d find you soakin’ wet.”

“And I’ll bet if I reached between yours, I’d find you rock hard.”

“Prove it.”

She wastes no time, sliding that hot little hand all the way down my chest and abs, finally landing on my cock. She’s right. I’m ready to explode. “But I’m just Luca’s little sister, right?” That fucking singsong voice gets under my skin. Everything about her gets under my skin. But I still want her. Is this wrong? Maybe. But I can’t help myself.

“Not anymore.”

“No?”

“You think I’d even let it get this far if I was worried about Luca?”

She squeezes me and I stop breathing for a second.Oh, holy fuck.“Doesn’t feel like it.”

“Crystal.”

She squeezes again. “Yeah?”

“You came here lookin’ for dick.”

“Not just any dick, babe. Yours specifically.”

I put my hand over hers and slowly move it up and down, not that there’s any room left in my jeans. “You sure? What if one of my brothers wanted to talk to you?”

“They already did. Jett. Harlem. It’s you I want, Ryd. I’ve always wanted you. I… I kept my promise.”

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