Page 89 of Ryder

I tilt my head to look at her.

She shifts to roll onto her side, facing me. “I love the sound of that.”

“I’m not my parents.”

She caresses my face with her fingertips. “No, you’re not.”

“I’m worthy.”

“Yes, you are.” She leans up and presses a kiss to my lips softly. “Welcome back.”

I chuckle. “I didn’t go very far.”

“Only into your own head, which I get. I know you, Ryd. I know how much you put into everything you do. And I love youfor it. But we’re doing okay,’ she says. “You don’t have to prove anything to me. I know what’s in your heart.”

“You’ve always loved me, even at my worst.”

“And you’ve always loved me at mine, it works both ways.”

“I killed Jimmy, the day Aidan was christened.”

She stiffens, her eyes finding mine as she sits up. “Oh, my God, what?”

I bite my lip. “I never wanted to say anythin’, I mean, you knew somethin’ happened, I just didn't tell you what or when.”

“I knew he was gone, but… before Aidan’s christening?”

I shrug. “It just happened that way. I got sweet satisfaction in ending him, Crys. I thought that made me a bad person until I remembered how he left you.”

“He deserved it,” she whispers. “I dread to think what he did in between the years he left me for dead and was on the run.”

“I don’t want any secrets between us, but I wanted you to know it was that day I knew we were both finally free.”

She soothes a hand over my chest. “You did the right thing.”

“I’ve never killed a man before, but know this: I’d do it again in a heartbeat if it means keepin’ my loved ones safe.”

“Stop it or I’m going to ride your face, and you’re still spilling out of me.”

I stir, moving so our foreheads are touching. “You think that puts me off?”

I reach between her legs and feel where I’ve been. She bites her lip and moans. I bring my fingers to her lips and paint them with my cum. “Wanna knock you up so bad.”

“Then we’d better get to it.” She licks her lips with the tip of her tongue suggestively. “Unless I wore you out just now?”

I gruff a laugh. “Youwearmeout? I don’t think so.”

She slides a leg over my body until she’s straddling me. “I bet I can, though.”

“I bet you can, too.” I hold her hips and sit up as she settles over my lap. She wraps her arms around my neck.

“If it’s just the three of us, it’s enough,” she whispers.

“Are you sure?”

She nods. “I guess with all the ladies at the club having babies left, right and center, I’ve been getting that old feeling stirring inside me. I do want another child, but sometimes things just take a little longer.”

“We could try IVF.”

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