Page 98 of Twisted Bonds
"Nothing, but I have a tattoo back there, too."
"You do?" I lift her hair and study the swirl and cross-like tat on the back of her neck. "What does it mean?"
"I am strong enough,"she says.
I grin. "That you are baby…that you are. How about we finish whatever you need to do in town and then get back? I think we've had enough excitement for one day."
"You think? I'm pretty sure we could probably find some more." Ryan wiggles her brows at me.
"Oh yeah? What were you thinking?"
"Well," she says as the little minx crawls over to my side and straddles my lap. It's a good thing I haven't moved yet. "There is a big empty house in town where we could possibly go and have some alone time."
"Or, we could just say fuck it and head home because that's where all the fun toys are at," I suggest.
She leans in and places her mouth by my ear, whispering, "Or I can just fuck you right here."
"Are you trying to get me arrested, woman?"
"Hm, good point." She climbs off my lap, and I already miss her heat. "I suggest you hurry home."
"Mm, yes, Ma'am…"
"Let's go to your room," Ryan mumbles as I stop her just outside the door, press her against the brick, and take her lips.
"Don't you want to tell your Daddy that you're home?" I ask as I pull my phone out to text my father, letting him know that Ryan is okay, but I don't elaborate on anything just yet.
"I just want you right now, Beau. I'll give him his dues later," she pants.
"Mm, I like the sound of that, baby."
I back away and take her hand as I pull her through the front door. Thank God there's nobody in sight, so we hurry to my room upstairs, where I fling her onto my bed. I waste no time getting Ryan undressed. It's been a long time since I've had her all to myself, and I'm so desperate for this time together.
I pull off my own shirt, but then she tries to get up to come to me, so I flip her onto her stomach and pull her to the edge of the bed. "Be a good girl and stay just like this."
"But I want to see you, Beau." Ryan tries to turn once again.
I growl, slapping her ass, then unbuttoning and unzipping my pants before I pull my aching cock out. "AndIwant you just like this…" I say as I thrust into her, shutting up her beautiful mouth.
She feels so fucking good as I slide into her until I'm so deep, it almost feels like I'm touching parts of her I shouldn't be. I want to take this slower than usual. I want to love her; make her feel cherished because she is. Ryan has been my everything since my sophomore year, and she will continue being my everything until the day I die.
"Oh Beau…"
"Yes, baby?" I remain still, trying to take in every little piece of her, and savoring the way her sweet pussy wraps around me as though it's missed me and doesn't want to let go.
"I need more…" she moans and tries pushing back but I hold her still.
"In a minute, gorgeous. You feel so fucking good like this." I kiss up her back, caressing every inch with my mouth.
Once I'm satisfied, I’ve gotten every bare spot, I pull out, and thrust back in. "Tell me one thing, Ryan."
"Anything…"
"Tell me you still love me as much as you did before everything happened."
I'm slowly grinding into her as I hold her down. I want her tofeelevery thick inch of me. I'll give her more in a bit, but for now, this is for me; I'm selfish at the moment.
"I can't tell you that because I don't," she pants.
