Page 81 of Save Me

Just…not today.

He strode to the front door and barely got them through it. With Ryleigh’s back against the entryway wall, he kissed her with unleashed passion. How was it that this woman could bring him to this point time and time again? Ryker knew he’d never grow tired of this—of her—and feeling the way she moved against him and the way she kissed him with equal abandon just amped everything up.

The bed was too far, but the wall wasn’t going to do it either. Heading to the living room, he tossed her down on the sofa before whipping his t-shirt up and over his head as he kicked off his boots. Staring down at her, Ryleigh’s arms were up over her head, her sweater wide open, exposing all the flimsy red lace. She was breathless and beautiful, and he was going to touch and taste every inch of her.

His jeans slid off, as did his briefs, before he reached for her.

The sneakers she wore crashed somewhere behind him after he threw them aside. Then he peeled her jeans down her legs, taking her socks with them. They joined the growing pile of garments on the floor.

Pulling back, he stared down at the erotic picture she created. Scraps of red lace and all smooth skin against the black leather of his sofa. She looked like a pin-up model from the fifties and he’d love to draw her like this and have her inked on his skin.

He’d never allow that to happen though because someone else would have to do the work and no man was ever going to see his girl looking like this but him.

“You’re looking very fierce, Ryker,” she whispered. “Possessive. Primal.”

Moving down, his body covered hers. “I’m feeling all those things and more. But mostly possessive because…” Slowly, one hand caressed her from her ankle up to her breast. “Mine,” he added with a growl of pure satisfaction.

Ryleigh nodded. “I’m yours,” she told him, reaching up and taking a fistful of his hair in her hand and tugging. “All yours. Take me.”

“With pleasure.”

And he did. Over and over and over.

ChapterThirteen

She’d changed her outfit three times.

She’d adjusted her hairstyle four.

But the charcuterie board she got right on the first shot.

Actually, Ryker got it right before he had to run some errands. Normally she would have asked where he was going or why he suddenly had to go somewhere on a Sunday when he knew they needed to be to her parents’ house in just a little while, but he knew how important this was to her and she knew he wouldn’t let her down.

Walking around her apartment, she slid her phone into her purse and went looking for her sunglasses. “Where did I…?” But then she remembered taking them off the other day in the car when she was trying to seduce Ryker.

And she had definitely succeeded in that task and the results had been glorious. Even just thinking about the way he had looked at her and touched her when they had gotten to his house was enough to make her blush.

Smiling, it already made her think about what she wanted to do to him later as a thank you for coming to dinner with her—not that required it, but…this was a huge deal to her. As Jamie reminded her the other day, it had been years since she’d brought a guy to dinner and she knew she was making Ryker a little crazy with all of her worrying and freaking out, so…yeah…she’d seduce him later and this time, he’d have to deal with being on the receiving end for a little while.

She couldn’t wait.

With a little shiver of delight, Ryleigh forced herself to focus on the here and now. They would take Ryker’s car to dinner, and really, all she needed to do was wait for him to get back. Still, she was a little too nervous to simply sit, so she went down to her car to get her sunglasses just to have something to do.

The weather was a little cool, but not cold enough to warrant wearing a coat, and as she walked down to the parking lot, she simply enjoyed the feel of the sun on her face. Working from home meant she didn’t go outside nearly as much as she should, so when she had a reason to go out, she soaked up the sun and fresh air as much as possible.

At the car, she unlocked in and bent over to reach in and grab her glasses. Only…they weren’t on the console where she thought she’d put them.

“Great, they must have slid onto the floor,” she muttered.

Somewhere in the distance, she heard a car door shut and heard kids laughing as she blindly reached around, hoping to find the sunglasses.

Reaching over the console toward the passenger side, she stretched and finally felt them.“Aha!”Picking them up, she slowly maneuvered herself to back out of the car.

“Now there is a damn fine view,” someone said right before a hand landed on her ass.

Every self-defense move she’d ever learned came to mind, and without really thinking about it, she reared back and elbowed the creep in the gut before turning and kicking him in the same spot, watching as he stumbled back before falling on his ass.

“How dare you?” she cried, cursing the fact that she didn’t have her phone to call the cops. The guy was curled up a bit in the fetal position and she wished Ryker were here right now to kick his ass. “What gives you the right to put your hands on me?”

---