Page 69 of The Model

“I know. I love you, too.” Every time I told him those three words, it felt amazing. I didn’t know how far gone I was until I thought he was with Lana and never wanted to speak to me again.

Ryder flashed me his dimples, and I melted on the spot. I wondered if they’d always have that effect on me. They were dangerous, and I’d do almost anything to see them. Cupping his cheeks in my palms, I kissed first the left and then his right dimple.

Pulling him down until almost all his weight was on me, I luxuriated in the feel of his body on mine. I loved the weight and the feel of his hard muscles against my soft body. “Make love to me.”

“I’d love nothing more.” Pushing himself up, Ryder slowly undid the bow leaving me bare underneath him. He had no problem figuring out how to get me naked, and I knew he never would. In an ideal world, we’d spend all our time like this. “You are so beautiful. If I had half the talent you do, I’d photograph you and try to capture even a fraction of your beauty. Instead, I’ll try to show you what a knockout you are.”

Wetness built behind my eyes, and before I could stop them, tears slipped down my cheeks. Ryder was used to my crying. It happened all the time, and he knew because of the cheesy grin I was sure to have on my face, these were tears of happiness.

Both hands cupped my breasts and lightly kneaded them. When his hot mouth closed around one nipple, my back arched off the bed. One hand fell away for his arm to fold around my back and hold me arched up into him.

The feel of his hard length against my leg had me desperate to have him inside of me. My hands skimmed his taut back and down his scrumptious ass. I gave each cheek a little squeeze before I moved on to what I really wanted.

When my fingers brushed against his silky member, it twitched. Ryder sucked my other nipple into his mouth, and wetness soaked my legs. I didn’t want any more foreplay. I wanted to get to the main event. As his teeth grazed my aching peak, my fingers wrapped around his straining erection. He let go with a pop and moaned. I knew he was aching for me as much I was for him. I only stroked him once before I placed him at my entrance. I couldn’t wait any longer. I was desperate for him. To feel his body move against mine, the way he stretched me as he entered me, how with each stroke he claimed me over and over again.

His hips pushed forward, and he was home. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, wanting to be as close to him as possible. Resting on his forearms, Ryder’s eyes locked with mine as he slowly pulled out and then surged forward. Slowly out and then as if he couldn’t stay away, he’d slam back into me. I loved the way our bodies were plastered against the other. The way we stuck together.

Steadily I was building, but I needed more. As if he could read my mind, Ryder dipped down and licked along the seam of my mouth before his tongue pushed forward. True to his word, the kiss showed me how beautiful Ryder thought I was. It was sensual, hot, and wet as our tongues danced together. Tasting, and telling each other how much we loved and cherished being with each other.

“I’m so close,” I panted against his lush lips.

Dipping down, Ryder started to kiss and nip along the column of my neck as he picked up his pace. Gone was the slow. His hips thrust in a bruising rhythm, edging us closer and closer to the breaking point. My nails dug into his back. With one brush of his thumb on my clit, euphoria shot out of every pore of my body.

“Fucking hell, Lexie, you feel so good. Milk my cock with that sweet pussy of yours.” He groaned, burying his head in the crook of my neck as he stilled inside of me.

My hands rubbed up and down his muscular back. Feeling each muscle contract and relax as I touched him had me turned on again. If I thought sex was good before I was pregnant, it was out of this world now. I couldn’t get enough of the man on top of me, and luckily, he felt the same way about me.

Letting his body go slack against mine for only a second, Ryder slid off to the side and took me with him. His long body enveloped mine in a loving embrace as I held him back the same way. We lay silent as we tried to catch our breaths. My body shuddered with residual tingles.

“That was the best Christmas present I’ve ever received.” His large hand skimmed down my back and cupped one butt cheek.

“I had a feeling you’d like it.”

“If you can’t tell I more than liked it, I did something wrong.” He rubbed his nose along mine.

Ryder had thoroughly worn me out, so much so I could barely keep my eyes open. “You did everything right. So right, I need a nap.” I nuzzled into his warm chest and let out a yawn. “Will you take one with me?”

Normally, I was on the go since I had something to work on, but I loved being able to laze in bed with my man. Sometimes we’d talk for hours, we watched movies, or he showed me how skillful he was with all the parts of his body for hours on end. It didn’t matter what we did, I loved having him here with me.

“Sounds like the perfect plan. Maybe later we can take a drive and go to the beach. Watch the sunset.”

How did he always know how to make every situation better?

“Perfect.” Just like him.

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A couple of hours later,I woke up with half my body on top of Ryder. He had one hand resting on my back, and the other was holding a book as he read. After placing a kiss on the camera tattoo he’d gotten on his bicep, I stretched out beside him with every curve of my body against his.

Ryder put down the book he was reading as soon as I got settled.

“Did you sleep long?”

He gave a half shoulder shrug. “My mom sent me a text, which woke me up, and I couldn’t fall back to sleep after that.”

And he stayed by my side the entire time. Damn, he really was the best.

Leaning up on my elbow, my fingertip traced along the ridges of Ryder’s body. “I wish your mom would have reconsidered coming here for the holidays. I hate that she’s all alone.”

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