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His eyes flicked open, and their gazes met.“I suppose we can’t.Any ideas on what to do?”
Talking during sex wasn’t something Chrissy was used to, but she couldn’t deny she liked knowing how Ryder was feeling.“I’ve got a couple.”She straddled him, his cock resting against her entrance.
“I do like this one.”
“Me too.”Her eyes drifted shut as she slid down his length.There was a slight pinch of discomfort, because it had been so long since she’d been with a man, but it passed quickly, and they both sighed when she was fully seated against him.
“Little flower, you feel so good.”
Chrissy began to rock slowly, the movement bringing her sensitive flesh pleasure.Ryder’s fingers dug into her hips as he raised his hips to meet hers.Her head fell back as she increased her pace.Her whole body was on fire and she welcomed the burn.Her release was just out of reach, but she didn’t want to come by herself.She wanted Ryder with her when she fell over the edge.
She leaned down and fused her lips to his and, in the next instant, Ryder had rolled them, and she was on her back and he was in control.Chrissy gave herself over to the moment.To this instant in time when nothing and no one existed, except the two of them.It wasn’t long before their movements became erratic as they both reached for the pinnacle.
Chrissy clutched at his shoulders as her second release for the night hit her and, a second later, Ryder thrust in and held, his own shout mingling with hers.He collapsed on top of her and she held him close.It didn’t matter that he was squashing her a bit.All that mattered was that she had him and he had her, and letting go wasn’t an option.
Chapter Twenty
Ryder stirred awakeand he took a moment to figure out what had disturbed his slumber.A whisper of fabric.The sound of a zipper being done up.The soft sigh of regret.
He registered them all and knew what was happening.“Chrissy?”
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you.”
Ryder reached over and switched the lamp on, blinking at the harshness of the light after being asleep.When his vision settled down, he saw Chrissy standing at the end of the bed, her hair mussed up and the faint shadow of color on her neck where he’d sucked her tender flesh.“You were going to leave without saying goodbye?”
She came over to the bed and sat down on it, her hand resting on his chest.He placed his own over it, not wanting her to leave.He’d wanted to wake her up with kisses in the morning.Maybe have a leisurely shower together before climbing back into bed and spending the day there.
“I didn’t want to, but you looked so peaceful, and I need to get home.I’m competing in a few hours and I don’t have anything here because...”She shrugged, and he didn’t need her to finish what she was going to say.
Them ending up in bed hadn’t been planned.In the back of his mind, he’d known she’d needed to compete, but once he had her in his arms, all that mattered to him was her.
Did she regret sleeping with him?
Is that why she was creeping out at three in the morning?
He didn’t want to ask because he wasn’t sure if he wanted to know the answer to the question.He had no regrets, but if she did, he wasn’t sure how he felt about that.
“Let me drive you home.”He tossed the covers back.
“You don’t have to.”
Ryder grabbed his briefs and pulled them on.“How else are you going to get home?I picked you up.”
“Oh, yeah, you did.”Her gaze slipped away from him, and he didn’t like the way she wouldn’t look at him.The worry that she was regretting what they’d done burrowed deeper inside him.Or was it really because tomorrow was an important day for her?
Chrissy didn’t think he was trying to sabotage her efforts by keeping her up most of the night, did she?It was not even close to why he wanted to keep her nearby.It was because she meant so much to him.It would be better for her to stay with him and sleep instead of going back to her place.She would be more rested if she stayed, but as Chrissy had stated—she didn’t have what she needed.
He finished getting ready in silence, and they made their way down to the lobby so the valet could get his car.It wasn’t quite the walk of shame and there wasn’t anyone around to see them, but that didn’t stop Chrissy from glancing around, as if she expected people to jump out at her and judge her for what she’d done.Ryder wanted to comfort her.To pull her close and tell her that it didn’t matter what other people thought.All that mattered was what they thought.
They’d been on the road for about ten minutes when the silence got to him.“Talk to me, Chrissy.What’s going on?”He took a deep breath and asked the question he swore to himself he wouldn’t.“Do you regret what we did?”
“What?No!Why?Do you?”
Ryder pulled over, wanting to be able to look at her while having this conversation.Once he was safely parked on the shoulder, he turned and grabbed her hands where they rested on her lap.“No.I havezeroregrets about what happened between us.It was the most amazing time in my life.I’ve never felt so connected to someone like I feel when I’m with you.So, I ask again...doyouhave regrets?”
He didn’t know how long she’d been divorced.Whether she’d been with anyone since or if he was the first man she’d slept with.It didn’t matter to him, but if he was, he could understand why she could be overwhelmed by it all.
“No.It’s just—” she paused and he waited her out.He would wait for however long it took for her to say what she needed.“I’ve only ever been with one man—Beau.When I woke up beside you, I freaked out a little bit.It’s true that I need to prepare for the rodeo, but if I’d stayed, I still could’ve gotten up and done what I needed to do to be back in town in time for the parade before all the action starts.”
