Page 13 of Easy Rider
Chapter Six
Holy shit.Fuck-toy? He’s going to break me? Like one of his horses? What is he, some kind of pussy whisperer now? I could come right now with the way he’s talking to me. How am I supposed to resist him when he’s eyeing me like I’m dinner, standing there in that damn hat?
Up close, Ryder is one hot-as-fuck cowboy, all right. He has that perfect olive complexion, like he’s been in out in the sun, but not for too long. He’s vibrant, but not in a smiley, surfer-boy way. No, there’s danger written all over him. His whole body should be circled with some of that yellow caution tape.
“What about Janine?” I blurt, thanking God that I have a rational thought. “You two sure looked cozy last night. How would she feel if she knew you were talking to me like this?”
Ryder lets out a slow smile, and before I know it, he’s brushing his knuckles over my cheekbone with so much tenderness I can’t breathe. “Janine already knows how much I want to sink my cock into you. In fact, I think I’m going to fuck you from behind first so I can look at your cute little ass while I drive my dick into your hot, wet, pink cunt.”
I think I’m going to come.
He sucks his thumb and runs his wet finger against my lower lip and tugs, so he can coat the inside of my lip with his saliva. My knees almost buckle with the taste of him.Fuck. “Would you like that baby?” he purrs. “I’ll fill you with so much cum, my seed will be dripping down your thighs on your way back to the car.”
I snap to my senses, remembering the humiliation of being dumped at the altar, of being so blindsided I lost all faith in my ability to read anyone. My attraction to Ryder is so powerful I’m not sure I’d ever recover if I got wrapped up with him and he dumped me.
I gather the strength to step back and get away from his fucking magic thumb. After all, he’s probably going to go back to his place and fuck Janine as soon as he leaves me. “Right.” I shake my head and blow out a breath. “I’m sure you just came right out and told Janine you wanted me.”
“I didn’t have to tell her.” He closes the distance between us again. His clean, fresh laundry smell starts to whittle my resolve. I feel the heat radiating from his broad chest. But I refuse to weaken.
I meet his melted-chocolate eyes in defiance. “Then how would she know?”
Ryder slowly shakes his head. “Emma,” he whispers, low and deep, cutting right through to my core. And there he goes with that fucking big, strong hand of his, running it up my arm and setting off sparks. “Because I didn’t go home with her last night.”
A bolt of hope hits my system, and all my thoughts go right through the cracks in the roof and beam up to the sun. I have absolutely no reply as I hang on to his every word.
“Even though she wanted my cock,” he whispers deviously, sending me a lecherous grin. “I went home and jerked myself off thinking ofyourpussy. And I came hard for you. Coming all over myself calling outyourname.”
“Fuck,” I whisper. About ready to get on my knees, undo his belt, and swallow him whole.
“See how easy it is to be honest?” He traces his fingers down my arm until he reaches my hand and wraps his around it. “Tell me, how many times have you gotten yourself off thinking of how much your pussy stretched for my thick cock?” My pulse thuds in my ears. He’s so filthy, talking so dirty. I’ve only been with two other men, and they never talked to me like this. Jesus, I’m soaked. My pussy is throbbing. “How many times have you fingered that pretty clit of yours thinking of me? How many?” He runs his hand through my hair and then down to my jaw, where he tilts my chin up.
And there’s no way I can avoid him anymore. I suck in a breath and melt into his fiery stare. “Oh God,” I moan, feeling Ryder’s warm breath on my lips, and everything around me disappears. I’m being swept away.
A last-ditch thought of pulling away floats through my brain. I toss it away. His full lips press against mine, and I’m helpless in the middle of an explosion. He kisses me hungrily, staking his claim with that wild abandon I remember from before.
There’s no chance I’ll survive this kiss. His full lips, his touch, his taste, his scent, the way the warmth of his chest is radiating into mine, all of it—it’s too intense. Lights and sparks go off in my brain until the whole thing just shuts down like I’ve blown a circuit.
Ryder growls and grabs me, digging his fingers into my hair as if he never wants to let go. My hands lock around his neck as he parts my lips with his tongue. I arch into him, pressing against his enormous, pulsing cock, wanting more. I suck his tongue, wanting him to fuck me just like that—
