Page 123 of No Mistake

“Hey, mind my hair, I just did it!” She laughed.

“Bad news, sweetheart. You’re going to have to do it again.” His mouth came down on hers as the water washed over them both. She slipped her arms around him, letting her hands roam down to his ass. Grabbing it, she pushed herself up against him, loving the feel of his cock rubbing against her. He groaned into her mouth. His hands gripped her hair, pulling her head back and exposing her neck. His lips moved over her chin and slowly down over her neck. She gasped when his teeth nipped at her skin. His mouth moved lower still, while his hands cupped her breasts. He squeezed them together as he knelt. When his tongue touched her nipple, she groaned and gripped the shower wall, arching into him. She would never get tired of his tongue. Oh God, the throbbing between her legs intensified as he lavished attention on both breasts.

Sophie looked down, watching his mouth devour her. It was so goddamn hot. He glanced up, meeting her eyes. The desire she saw there ignited every cell in her body. Ryan stood up and cupped her face, bringing his lips back to hers in a slow, tender, passionate kiss. Reaching between them, she circled his cock. The answering growl made her smile as she fisted him, working her hand up and down.

Lowering herself to her knees, her gaze swept over his abdomen, noting the scars still red below his ribs. She trailed kisses along them while she gripped his hip with one hand and continued to work him up and down with long slow strokes. He stared down at her, his arms braced against the tile. Slowly she licked her lips and opened her mouth. Keeping her gaze locked on his, she covered the tip of him with her mouth, sucking ever so slowly. His hand went to her hair and he pushed her head gently, signaling he wanted deeper in her mouth. She obliged, taking him as far as she could. He tensed, his face filling with raw ecstasy. Eyes closed, he gritted his teeth. Sucking a little harder, she guided him in and out of her mouth, loving the clean taste of him, the salty precum.

She sensed he was getting close and moved faster, but he groaned, cursed, and pulled out of her mouth, gently bringing her up to face him.

“Not yet, sweetheart. Ladies first.”

He spun her around, pulling her back against his chest. His hands roamed up and down her body while he kissed her neck. She leaned back into him, loving the feel of that hard body, so solid and strong, behind her. One hand drifted to her mouth, two fingers slipping inside. She sucked on them, the sensation flooding her with desire. God, if he didn’t put those fingers inside her soon, she was going to scream. As if reading her mind, his fingers moved from her mouth to between her legs, but still not inside.

“Ryan, please!” She moaned, desperate to feel him. He smiled against her neck. His fingers trailed over her clit, gently teasing. He nudged her legs apart with his knee. She tensed, waiting for the moment his fingers slipped inside, but they didn’t. Startling her instead, he spun her around, dropped to his knees, and plunged his tongue inside. She cried out as her legs almost gave way. Her body quivered under his touch as his tongue explored every inch of her pussy, diving in and out. She wriggled; the pleasure was almost too much.

Firm hands gripped her hips, stopping her from moving. Oh God, she couldn’t take it. Every nerve was on fire. His mouth never stopped. Licking, sucking, in and out. She closed her eyes as sparks danced before them.

“God, Ryan, I’m going to come.” The waves rolled over her and she cried out, completely lost in the sensation. Holy shit. Each time it got more intense with him. It took a moment for her to realize he was still sucking on her, taking her cum in his mouth, and another wave of heat surged through her. She needed him inside her. Now.

Pulling back away from his mouth, she looked down at him. He smiled that lazy, sexy smile and stood up.

“Bend over.”

She did as he asked, her hands back on the tiled wall. As the tip of his cock entered her, they both moaned. Impatient, she pushed back against him, wanting him as deep as possible. He didn’t hesitate, pushing into her hard before withdrawing and gently slipping deep again.

“Harder,” she whispered.

He growled, increased his speed and thrust harder inside her, gripping her hips. Oh God, yes, that’s what she needed. With each thrust she pushed back against him, the sound of flesh slapping flesh echoing off the tiled walls.

“Jesus, Sophie.” The sound of his ragged voice told her he was near his own release. Taking one hand off the wall, she slipped it between her legs and found her clit. It was so damn sensitive, the slightest touch almost sent her spiraling.

“Oh, baby, you gonna come again for me?”

She couldn’t speak, her mind lost in the moment. Ryan didn’t let up and, damn, she couldn’t hold it any longer. She slammed hard back into him as she came, feeling him so far inside her she could see stars.

“Oh, Christ, Sophie.” His hands tightened on her hips as he thrust once more. His body tensing against her, a roar escaped him as his own orgasm tore him apart.

His chest rested against her back as he leaned over her, gently kissing the nape of her neck.

“That was fucking amazing. You are fucking amazing.”

She smiled at his words. “Right back at ya.”

Ryan chuckled and stood up, withdrawing slowly. Then he pulled her up and into his arms. The water was cooling down. He reached over and turned it off. Opening the door, he grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her.

She looked up into his eyes. He was handsome as hell. This gorgeous, sexy, strong, gentle man was hers. All hers.

“I love you, Ryan.”

His smile melted her heart, the love in his eyes so clear.

“I love you, too.”

She smiled back at him before he covered her mouth in a slow, loving, tender kiss.

MIRA SAT AT THE FARM, sifting through Reborn intel. They needed to find out who was leading the terrorist organization now, and she needed a distraction. She had volunteered to come in on Saturday to put some of the pieces together. It also helped take her mind off a certain sexy Raven team member.

Ever since the hot sexting, she’d heard nothing from Tyler. She’d seen him briefly at the Farm, but they hadn’t been alone again. Onyx had been training, even with Ryan out of action.

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