Page 177 of Mad As Hell

That spark of desire I’d managed to contain in the car roared back to life like a bonfire set ablaze. My hands reached out for him, hooking in the belt loops of his jeans and trying to tug him closer.

He didn’t budge.

His lips left mine and moved to my jaw. “We don’t have time for me to do all the things I want to.” A hand lifted and palmed my breast, his thumb sweeping across my nipple.

With a soft moan, I arched into his touch. “We can be fast. Really fast.”

I felt him smile as he kissed his way to the scoop-neck collar of my dress. The material was too stiff for him to pull aside. That alone was grounds for me to never wear this dress again.

Except, when his hand dipped between my thighs, his fingers easily skated under the hem and brushed against my center.

“I’m kinda curious to see just how fast I can have you coming on my fingers,” Ryan’s low voice rumbled between us. A gasp ripped from my chest when he eased a finger into my panties and then inside of me.

My head fell back, hitting the wall with an audible thunk.

“Shit,” Ryan muttered, quickly pulling his hand away.

I started to whine in protest, but he flattened his hand across my mouth. I could smell my arousal on him, and I darted my tongue out to lick his palm.

He growled again, the sound more animal than man, and then he spun me around and dragged me into the room. He shut the door and locked it quickly.

I backed into the space, nearly tripping over a bag at my feet.

“Bed. Now.” Ryan’s curt tone practically had me running for the bed. He followed at a slower pace. “Palms on the mattress, ass in the air, baby.”

A thrill shot down my spine and curled hotly between my legs as I complied. His hands shoved up my dress to my hips while his feet kicked mine apart. I heard the zipper of his pants a moment before he pushed my underwear aside and slammed into me.

My face dropped to the bed as I groaned long and low, the feel of him deep inside me making my legs tremble as my hips hit the edge of the bed over and over. I didn’t even have time to catch my breath as he set a brutal pace, using my body just how he wanted.

A finger reached around to firmly massage my clit. I came with a sharp cry, chanting his name as he groaned behind me, his hips slapping my ass as he came inside me.

I collapsed onto the bed, boneless and wrung out. “I’m dead. Go on without me.”

He chuckled, the low, throaty sound making my belly clench. He pulled out of me before dragging my ruined panties down my legs. I reached back to pull my dress down so my bare ass wasn’t hanging out, but he stopped me.

I shivered as he ran a finger, still slick from my arousal, down the cleft of my ass. Everything in me tensed when he probed, almost curiously, at my back entrance.

“Ryan,” I said, unsure if I liked this or not. When he’d done it before, I’d been so deep in my arousal, it had felt fantastic. But now, laying on the bed while he inspected my asshole, I felt vulnerable.

“One of these days I’m going to take you here,” he promised, the dark vow sending shivers down my spine. “But right now we only have ten minutes to get downstairs for dinner.” His finger disappeared, and my dress was smoothed over my butt with a gentle pat.

Still weak, I pushed myself up. I was pretty proud when I wobbled only a little on my feet. “I need a shower.”

“No time,” Ryan informed me with a knowing grin.

I scowled at him. “I’m not sitting through dinner with your sister and grandfather like this.” I waved a frantic hand over the area of my crotch. I could feel us smeared on the insides of my thighs.

His eyes gleamed. “Yeah, you are. And I’m going to love every fucking second of knowing I’m still dripping out of you while we’re down there.”

My pussy clenched hard enough to make me flinch. I swear, it was like she had her own brain where Ryan was concerned.

His smirk only grew bigger as he watched my reaction. “Tell you what, Mads. I’ll help you wash up after dinner. I’ll make sure to clean up every last drop.”

“You’re evil.”

He pulled me to his chest. “No, I’m yours.”

I laughed. “Same difference.”

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