But he was already coating his cock in lube.Thank fuck.
“Spread your legs wider for me, honey. Show me how badly you want me,” Ryder ordered, and I obliged all too eagerly. There was no question of that. “Such a good boy.”
He held onto my hip as he lined up, and I prayed to whoever the hell would listen that he wouldn’t take his goddamn time. I just wanted to be full of him. He pressed the crown of his cock into that tight ring of muscles—slow and torturous. There was no effort to go faster as he pushed inside me at an agonizing rate.
“Faster.”
“I don’t take orders, honey.”
“Faster,please,” I bit out. Okay, maybe I was a little too sarcastic for my own good, but I was fucking desperate. That little chuckle he let out was torture as he paused, half in and unmoving. On any other given day, I would’ve loved that smirk on his handsome face, but today it was just mean. “Fuckin’ hell. How the hell do you have so much fuckin’ control?”
“Years of practice,” Ryder told me. Before I could say another word, his hips snapped forward. The stretch and shock had memaking noises that weren’t human. His hand slammed over my mouth, muffling the loud sounds I made.
“Quiet, honey,” he said. “The people in the check-in office will hear you.”
“Eh…let ‘em,” I replied against his palm, not giving any fucks. I just wanted to be fucked. Senseless. And loudly.Because fuck the check-in people.We’d be gone soon anyway.
“You’re incorrigible,” he retorted.
“If that means horny as fuck, then you’re damn right I am,” I told him. Those baby blues held mine while he eased out of me. “Don’t do that, baby.”
Anything else I was going to say was lost as he drove into me—hard and fast. His palm did little to muffle the sounds I made as he gave me exactly what I wanted.
“Fuck, you feel so goddamn good around my cock, honey,” Ryder grunted. I writhed underneath him, meeting his every thrust as my need grew. His fingers dug into my hip as his pace picked up—every snap of his hips more brutal than the last.
Fuck, it felt so goddamn good.
His fist wrapped around my aching dick, stroking fast.I lost it. I was so goddamn close that all he had to do was touch me and I was done for. My muscles tensed up, and a deep groan spilled out of me as thick ropes of cum painted my stomach. His hand didn’t let up until I was completely spent and gasping, back arching off the bed.
One… two… three quick thrusts.Ryder fell over the edge with me, dragging my ass flush against him as he groaned with his release. The room filled with his heavy breathing and mine as we both rode the same fucking high.
“Fuck,” I let out.
“Yeah,” he agreed breathlessly. When he pulled out, the hollow feeling left me wanting more of him all over again. I wasn’t ready to be done with him.
His tongue swept through my cum, making my dick twitch between us with anticipation. I melted into the crappy motel sheets as he kissed and licked his way up my body. His mouth drifted up my neck and along my jaw until he found my mouth, kissing me briefly.
“You goin’ to untie me, baby?” I asked against his lips. That grin he gave me was devious as fuck.
“I don’t think so.”And then this asshole got off the bed and disappeared in the bathroom.He left me a mess without a fucking word.
“Oh, c’mon! Don’t leave me like this, baby!” I called after him.
“We’ll see,” Ryder said loudly. “You look hot tied up in my bed and covered in cum.”
Well, fuck. How the hell was I supposed to argue with that?
CHAPTER 03
Hold the fuck up!” Gray shouted from the shower. I sighed and walked right back into the motel room, heading straight to the bathroom after a third attempt to leave. He hung out of the shower with soap in his hair and a grin on his handsome face. “What’re those fancy pastry things I like?”
“I need more than that, honey,” I said. His nose scrunched up as he snapped his fingers. I settled against the doorframe, knowing full well I would be there a while as he tried to remember.
“They got the apples in them? And it’s a pastry. It’s like all wrapped up and shit?”
An apple strudel.Not that I said that shit. I liked watching him squirm a little and make that adorable face. Besides, I wasn’t in a hurry. We had no demon to chase down and nowhere to be. Stopping in Cincinnati had been a nice break—the kind we desperately needed.
“A tart?” I asked.
