Page 136 of The Most Perfect Wrong

Sometimes, someone comes into your life when you least expect it, and they become your light in the darkness. For me, that someone was Ryan—my saving grace, exactly who I needed, even before I knew it myself.

Chapter 40

RYAN

One year ago I was at my lowest. Desperate, lonely, and looking for something—anything—to be a distraction, to fill the emptiness inside. That’s when I met her. Taking her back to my hotel room felt like a way to forget—a quick fix for the lonely desire raging inside me. But little did I know, she would change my life in the best possible way.

I deepen our kiss, pouring everything I have into her. My fingers slip under the thin fabric clinging to her hips, the memory of the pool months ago flashing through my mind. How hard it had been not to untie that bikini string, to resist the temptation of pulling her closer, kissing her deeper. But now? Now there’s nothing holding me back.

Being here, in the pool with Cooper, is a goddamn dream. The feel of her wet skin under my hands, the soft gasps she makes when I tease her like this, my fingers inching closer to where I know she wants me—it’s exhilarating. Her hand slips into my boxer briefs, wrapping around my cock, still throbbing from the way she dry-humped me earlier. Jesus, that was the sexiest thing I’ve ever witnessed. Watching her move like that, so lost in emotion, and then erupting on top of me.

And then she told me she loved me.

She strokes me harder, and it feels like the building force in my cock might actually knock me out.

Her hands push at my waistband, her voice breathless. “Ry, take these off.”

I peel my boxer briefs off, then slide her panties down to her thighs, my hand immediately finding its place between her legs. She bites down on my shoulder, a soft moan slipping past her teeth, and it drives me wild. I love how easy it is to pull pleasure from her. I plunge a finger into her, watching as her head tilts back, her eyes rolling.

“Oh, God.”

A primal hunger courses through me—I need to see all of her. My hands move to her hips, lifting her to the edge of the pool with ease.

Leaning in, I grip the waistband of her panties with my teeth and pull them off.

Her eyes widen. “Okay. That was hot.”

“Spread your legs,” I say with desperation. “I need to see you.”

She leans back on her hands, slowly opening her legs, and motherfuck. I’ve died and gone to heaven.

“Scoot closer. I want to taste you.”

She moves without hesitation, her body arching slightly in invitation. My hands grip her hips, spreading her open with my fingers as I lean in, my tongue running along her pussy, relishing every inch of her.

“How do I taste?”

“Like pure fucking sin,” I groan against her.

I spread her open wider, my mouth finding her clit. Her body reacts instantly, her back arching as a loud gasp falls from her lips. The sound resonates through me, driving me crazy as her taste and the way she writhes has me teetering close to the edge.

I move my tongue rapidly, flicking and teasing, devouring her like I can’t get enough. Her legs begin to tremble, her gasps turning into cries as she grips the edge of the pool. She lets out a sharp, breathless moan as she comes against my tongue, her body shaking beneath me.

Damn. She’s incredible.

“Fuck. Get in here.” I pull her into the water, wasting no time before I push up into her. Her legs wrap tightly around me as I thrust into her, the water lapping around us with every movement. My hips rock back and forth, driving into her with a desperation that matches my need for her. She takes my tongue into her mouth, tasting herself, and that’s it—that’s all I can take.

“God,” I groan, giving one last forceful push as I release into her. Her hand moves between us, fingers finding her clit. She rubs herself with a fervor that sends her spiraling over the edge, her cries mixing with my heavy breaths as she comes with me.

“Babe,” I say afterward, still catching my breath. “When you kiss me after I’ve gone down on you… It’s so sexy.”

She grins, her voice a soft purr. “I know… and it turns me on to turn you on.”

I look at her, completely mesmerized. Her chocolate-brown eyes stare back at me, shining with happiness, and the realization hits me like a freight train—I’m totally fucked. She has me wrapped around her little finger, by the balls, by the heart. She has me. I’m hers, completely and utterly hers.

I chuckle, shaking my head. “You own me, Cooper Bradley… Jesus.” I press a kiss to her forehead, and she tightens her hold on me, her arms encircling me like she never wants to let go.

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