She laid her head on his chest and circled his flat nipple with her finger. “It’s scary to think about how close we’ve gotten over a short period of time. All I could think about was losing you while I stared down at your body. I don’t ever want to feel that again, but I’m starting to think that this is just the beginning of it.”
She slid her hand down his stomach, avoiding his wound. “I really thought you were dead. I screamed at Vampire to call an ambulance. I rode all the way to the hospital on top of you with my finger plugging the hole in your artery. If I’d moved my hand at all you would have died. I knew it and they had to physically pull my hand from your body when we made it to the OR.”
Her finger circled the spot closed together with staples. “I don’t ever want to do that again.”
Ryker cupped her cheek and leaned down to kiss her. “I love you, Ella.”
She pressed her face against his chest. “Did you really stay in bed all day?”
He tried not to feel hurt that she didn’t say it back. “Yeah. I took selfies and text them to you.”
“The one of your erection hardly defines your location.”
He laughed. “I can’t help it. I missed you.”
And he did. After ten minutes of doing nothing, all he could think about was Ella naked and sucking his cock. He grew hard instantly.
“Are you sure you’re okay enough to have sex?” She pushed up from him. “You’re not just saying it?”
“I’d never joke about that.”
Ella moved to straddle him. She crossed her arms over her chest and pulled her shirt off. Ryker couldn’t stop the stupid grin from crossing his face as he reached out and squeezed her breasts. She was perfect, he determined. Everything about her.
“I don’t know what I’m doing, so you’re going to have to walk me through it.”
He sat up so that they were face-to-face. “You know exactly what you’re doing, babe.”
Her tongue tasted hot and sweet, her teeth nibbling lightly to coax his response. Ryker slipped his finger inside the leg of her shorts, touching the wetness that greeted him. She trailed a hand down his chest, caressing the hard muscle before she lightly brushed the soft ripples of his abs, heading lower until she came to the waistband of his shorts. Fire burned inside him the longer he anticipated her touch. She pulled the waistband out with one hand and dipped her other hand inside.
Her fingers wrapped around his thick shaft while her mouth stole his gasp. He brushed her clit with his thumb, drawing soft whimpers from her lips as he heightened her pleasure. It had been too damn long since he’d been inside her. His frenzied brain could barely think when her soft hand stroked the length of his shaft. It was all he could do not to push her down to the mattress and bury himself deep inside her.
She dragged her mouth from his and pushed gently at his chest. “Lie back.”
Ryker lay back against the pillows, propping himself up as she tugged his shorts off his hips and down his legs. He stroked himself, watching as her shorts came off, revealing her bare pussy to him. She left him a moment, turning so that he had a great view of her perfect ass as she walked toward the bag she kept by the door. When she returned, she handed him a condom.
“Stealing more condoms from the hospital?”
A slight smile tilted her lips. “I didn’t have time to go to the store.”
She straddled him. Her wetness brushed against his cock as he reached for her, crashing his lips against hers. Somewhere deep in his mind, he remembered he was supposed to lie back and let her take the lead, but dammit he couldn’t. Her body was made for loving and he wasn’t going to deny himself any longer.
“What do you want me to do?” she asked him.
Nothing but pure innocence shined in her eyes and he had to remind himself to breathe. His Ella. She was so damn beautiful that it hit him right in the chest. How the fuck could she be so damn different? As much as he wanted to do all kinds of sexual things with her, he couldn’t simply let her focus on his pleasure. Not after what he’d put her through and the crappy day she’d had.
He shifted slightly in the bed, scooting the pizza box over as he moved them sideways.
“I want to taste you.” He gripped her hips and lifted. “Straddle my face.”
She fell forward over him, with her breasts dangling just above his lips. He couldn’t resist the temptation and pulled her stiff nipple into his warm mouth. This was the part about his injury that fucking sucked, he realized. He couldn’t move like he should, though he was willing to risk injury to get what he wanted. Clutching her ass, he pushed her up his body, kissing and licking along her stomach as she moved to straddle his head. Her musky aroma filled his nostrils and he couldn’t wait to taste her. She leaned back slightly, resting her hands on his chest as she offered her bare pussy lips to his mouth. One long lick of her slit and he was in heaven. Sweet, pure, blissful heaven. He knew she liked his mouth on her. Ryker circled her clit with his tongue before moving down to her opening to lap up her juices. Her hips rocked against him, urging him on. Ella’s fingers drifted to her clit, stroking while he pushed his tongue inside her. She needed to get off just as much as he wanted to give her the pleasure.
“Ohh…” She dropped her head back as her hips lifted, pressing harder against his mouth. Her pussy contracted against him while her nails dug into his chest. When she was through she collapsed to the side, smiling.
“Just because you came doesn’t mean I’m done with you.” Ryker pulled her leg over him, kissing her inner thigh.
“Oh yeah?” She stared at him. “You can’t move. I could leave you high and dry.”
“That’s not going to happen.” He scraped his teeth along her leg, dangerously close to her pussy. “Besides, that’s just mean and you’re far from mean.”