Page 34 of Keeping What He Wants

She stared at him. “Okay.”

“So if I broke in right now and I’m coming for you, what are you going to do?”

She glanced around. Her phone was in the bedroom. There was very little clutter in their house despite her lack of cleaning it this past week. She had her keys in her hand, and the most dangerous thing around her was a potted plant that her mother gave her when they’d moved in.

“You’d already be dead if that was what I wanted.” Ryker studied her.

“I don’t know. What am I supposed to do?”

“Ideally, you’d pick up anything to throw at me. Aim for my head.”

She threw her keys at him, hitting him on the arm. When he lunged for her, she turned and ran, doing her best to get to their bedroom without him reaching her. He grabbed her shirt and she twisted, tugging it as he tried to pull her to him. It didn’t work. Within seconds, he had her flat on her back with the mattress beneath them poised over her like a true dominant.

“Only run if you’ve got somewhere to go.” He wedged his hips between her legs. “Now get me off of you.”

Ella chewed on her lower lip. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I’ll be okay.” He pressed his face into her neck.

She struggled, tugging her arms from his grip. She locked her legs around his waist and pushed her hips up to try to buck him off. To her surprise, he lost his balance and stumbled to the side as she shoved him off. She moved on top of him with her hand around his throat.

“Not bad.” He grinned up at her and wrapped his hands around her wrists. He forced them behind her back as he switched their positions. “Don’t engage after you’re free. That’s when you run.”

He covered her mouth with his. Rubbing against him, she felt his hard cock between her legs. She sighed, relenting. He could have forced her to do whatever he wanted. She understood that now. He’d barely done anything but put his full weight on her.

Ryker held her arms over her head with one hand while he reached to tug down his shorts with the other.

“Will you teach me how to fight?” she asked. “You know, so I can kick your ass when you get out of line?”

“Later.” He crawled up her body, gripping his cock as he angled it toward her mouth. “Right now, we have other plans.”

“Promise.”

He blew out a breath of frustration. “Yes. Now suck me.”

Ella opened her mouth, and he thrust his cock inside. She took her time, drawing out little hisses from him as she teased. He let her hands go, and she gripped the base of his cock while she sucked and licked. He liked having her mouth on him, and she liked giving him that pleasure. Ella closed her eyes as she withdrew, tightening her lips around his girth. He dropped his head back, clearly enjoying himself before moving off her and dragging her up his body. Ryker held her above him while he pulled her nipple between his lips. Ella clutched him harder.

“Put me inside you,” he said, his voice harsh, his mood intense.

She angled his cock toward her slick pussy, sinking down on him. She loved the way he filled her. Her pussy stretched around his thick cock, making her sigh. She didn’t know what she’d imagined sex to be, but being with Ryker superseded her imagination. He was the only man she wanted to be with.

He held her hips and thrust hard into her. She reached for the headboard, watching as her breasts bounced in his face while he fucked her hard. He closed his eyes, and she couldn’t help leaning down to kiss his soft lips. Fatigue showed on his face. She pulled at his shoulders and he switched their positions, pressing her into the mattress. Ella clutched his tight ass in her hands.

“I want to taste your cum,” Ella brushed his hair back with her fingers. She licked at his chin.

He stopped thrusting and withdrew from her. Ella moved, pushing him back so that she could suck him. Hot jets of semen coated her tongue almost immediately as her mouth surrounded him. A harsh cry of pleasure left his lips as his body strained, forcing his cock deeper into her mouth. He tugged at the sheets beneath them while her mouth worked, sucking and licking until his orgasm subsided.

Finally, Ella let his cock go and kissed his stomach. “Now you can go to sleep.”

He didn’t move. “Were you trying to kill me?”

“No.” She tugged his hand, urging him to sit up. “Come on.”

He lay on his stomach with his face in the pillow. “I love the way you fuck me.”

She giggled. “Right back at ya.”

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