Page 29 of Ryder's War

Her warm, wet mouth sliding over his heating flesh felt amazing. Relaxing into the bed, he allowed her to take care of him. She had this thing she did with her tongue where she swirled it around the head as she sucked. It turned him inside out, every single time. In far too short a time, she had him spilling his load down her throat.

Looking up at him, she wiped the corners of her mouth with a single finger and issued him a satisfied smile, and Ryder didn’t think he’d ever been so turned on by a woman before. With slow movements, she crawled back up his body, and he lifted her to reach her lips. Tasting himself was somehow both gross and thrilling. At that moment, nothing could have kept him from ravishing her mouth.

“Come sit on my face, baby girl. You know what I like.”

“I’m hungry for your kisses. Use your hands,” she requested in that sexy, husky voice he loved.

“Fuck that idea all to hell, sweetness.”

Rolling her onto her stomach, he came down on top of her and nudged himself between her legs. His dick hardened again the instant she spread her legs for him. Positioning himself with one hand, he breached her core as he caught both of her hands in his and brought them above her head.

“You good, baby?”

Wiggling herself down partially onto his rod, Ryder considered that a yes. Slamming into her tight body, her arousal eased the way. Tiffany’s ability to get immediately wet for him was one of the attributes he liked best about his sexy new partner. Sucking him off always made her wet for him, as if she took as much from it as she gave.

Holding both of her small wrists in one hand, he slid the other between her and the bed to finger her tender bud then rose onto his knees a couple inches and brought her hips up to meet him. Setting a steady pace, he ravaged her body as she squirmed and moaned her pleasure beneath him.

Ryder pushed her into a hard orgasm, eased up for a few minutes before thrusting roughly in and out again as he made tight circles around her clit. “Don’t you ever think I’m the kind of guy to take from a woman and not give back as good as I get,” he rasped beside her ear. “You got that, doll?”

“What? I don’t think that,” she denied, her words hoarse and panting.

Pulling out, Ryder flipped her over onto her back and plunged back in. Looking down at her, he loved the way her breasts jiggled when he fucked her. “You deserve a nice, thick dick, not fingers.”

Looking up into his eyes, she whispered breathlessly, “I love both.”

Picking up the pace, he powered into her as he rubbed his thumb over her clit. “Which do you like better?”

Her hands skated over his chest, and she pulled him down for a hot, wet kiss. “Always your cock, baby.”

Cupping her head in one large hand, he nibbled the column of her neck. “Oh, yeah? What do you like about it?”

Giggling, she scraped her nails down his back and began playing with his ass crack. Fuck, he loved it when she did that. “I love that you’re thick, and you get thicker right before you come.”

“Is that a fact?” he asked against her heated flesh.

“And you have those nice, thick, delicious veins running down the sides.”

His dick grew harder, and Ryder felt that familiar tingle at the base of his spine. “Hearing you talk dirty is flipping all my switches, babe.”

“I like that you manscape,” she continued. “It shows off your nice, heavy ball sack.”

Ryder was so totally lost in the lust-filled fuck of a lifetime with his pretty nurse that he didn’t notice what was happening on the security feed. “Tell me more. Do I fill you up?”

“I love being full of your cock. Nothing could possibly feel better.”

A possessive growl crawled its way from his throat. “I fucking believe that. Sometimes, it feels like I have to fight my way into your tight pussy.”

“I love the way you smell and the way you feel sliding across my tongue. You taste fantastic, and all I want to do is suck and fuck you forever. Oh God, baby, just like that. Don’t ever stop,” she moaned, her head kicking back into the pillows.

When her body clinched around his cock, that was it for Ryder. Shoving himself deep, he stilled as they came together in a violent outburst. She screamed his name, and Ryder cursed under his breath. Rocking back and forth, he nursed them through their orgasm and stilled again, just enjoying the moment.

That’s when his phone buzzed. Pulling out of her wet, warm sheath, Ryder cursed under his breath. He grabbed his phone, muscles tensing as tactical priorities instantly reshuffled in his mind. Whatever was coming through that message, it would have to be serious for his brothers to interrupt now.

In their world, timing was everything, and late-night messages usually meant someone's time was running out.

~ Ryder ~

Cork’s panicked voice came over the line. “The fucking minute Darkness when to sleep, she made a grab for his phone.”

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