Page 85 of Breaking the Rules (Roaming Devils MC 1)

He swallowed back his emotion, not quite meeting her eyes. “I know I tried to push you away, but I’d rather be dead than not have you by my side. For good or bad.”

She leaned forward and kissed him. His world felt right when she was in his arms, and that wasn’t something to be ashamed of. That wasn’t being a pussy. He loved her and he’d do anything for her. He knew it and soon enough others would too.

“You never give yourself enough credit.” She pressed her hand over his chest, right above his heart. “You are a good person to me. You make me feel safe and you make me smile. I think I’ve been crushing on you since I was fifteen too.” She smiled at him. “I know you think you’re protecting me from yourself by pushing me away, but maybe I need you too. You give me the happiness I want. Yes, you are completely frustrating and an absolute asshole some of the time. But even when we fight, there’s a point where we both look at each other and know that it’s pointless. I’d rather wrap my arms around you and pull you close.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing his cheek as she pulled him closer to her. “I want to help you when you’re hurting, Ryker. That’s not me seeing you as a problem to fix. When people care about one another they’re supportive and caring. I wish I could take away your pain just as much as you wish you can take away mine.”

He closed his eyes. His chest felt lighter. He smiled as he slipped his arms around her, pressing his face against her neck. “I love you, Ella.”

“I love you too.” She pulled back and kissed him. “Now can we get to the sex part of making up? You promised a few days ago to give me the experience I wanted.”

He chuckled. “I think you know the answer to that.”

She brushed her finger along his lower lip. “We’re going to be okay. You need someone to kick your ass and keep you in line. I nominate myself.”

He lifted her, kicking his shorts to the side, and carried her down the hall to their bedroom. With urgency, they both worked on getting her clothes off. She laughed as she struggled with her front closure bra while he made quick work of getting rid of her panties. He liked the way the scrap of lace looked, but he liked what it hid even better. He glanced up, watching her as she struggled to free her arms from the straps of her bra. She finally gave up and pouted at him.

“I think I’m going to keep you like that.” He moved between her legs and bent to take her hard nipple in his mouth.

“You don’t want to do that,” she said, exasperated.

“Why not?”

She struggled, breaking free from the confinements. “Because then I couldn’t do this.”

She reached between them and stroked him, swirling her finger around the tip of his cock. “I like the way you taste.” She leaned forward and pressed her lips against his ear. “And I want your cock in my mouth.”

Ryker gulped as his cock hardened. His sweet Ella was becoming a cock tease. She gently pushed him back so that he lay next to her on the bed. “Now you’re just trying to kill me.”

“No. I need you alive to carry out my plans.” She moved in between his legs, stroking his cock. “But if you do go into AFib, I’m perfectly capable of reviving you.”

She leaned down and sucked his cock into her mouth. Ah, hell. His wet dream was coming to life. Her lips tightened around him as she sank down, taking him deeper into her mouth. Hot, wet heat surrounded his cock while she tightened her mouth around him, giving him just the right pressure to blow the fucking top off his head. He loved it.

He was fairly certain that he had never been more aroused in all his life. His cock had hardened at the mere sight of her down on her knees in front of him in the kitchen and he hadn’t lost any momentum. Not even with all the emotions spiraling inside him. The need to be with her only grew stronger, more intense. It damn near took his breath away.

She licked his entire length before moving lower to lap at his balls. He moaned at the pleasure of it, need coiling low in his belly. She had no idea what she did to him. Using her hand to stroke up from the base, she sucked the tip of his cock, sending ripples of pleasure pulsing through him. When he’d had about all he could take, he shifted, pushing her back so he could fit between her legs.

His fingers locked around her wrists as he pushed her arms over her head. She stared up at him with complete trust in her eyes. “I love your mouth on my cock.”

He held her wrists with one hand while the other glided along her neck, then down to her breast. Her tight nipples were hard beneath his gaze and he couldn’t resist leaning in to taste them. He pulled one stiff point into his mouth, sucking lightly before flicking it with his tongue.

“Then why’d you stop me?” she asked breathlessly.

“Because.” His hand drifted lower, taking in the soft skin of her stomach before lingering at the top of her pussy. “I can’t resist touching you.”

He dipped a finger into her wetness before moving to rub her clit. Her soft lips parted with a silent gasp as he stroked her.

“Experience is knowing when to give and take.” He pushed her closer and closer to orgasm. “And it’s going to be a long time before I take.”

“Fuck me.”

“I am.” He leaned down to brush his lips against hers. “I’ve got a few hours before I need to go to the club. Spending them inside you sounds like the best way to make use of my time.”

His cock pressed against her wet opening and he pushed his hips forward. It was their first time without barriers. He kissed her neck, lapping at the sensitive skin there while he linked his fingers with hers. In a very short time, Ella had become his life. He kissed the bruises on her face. The guilt of hurting her lessened each waning second, though he doubted it would ever fully go away. Ryker pulled her legs up so that they wrapped around his waist as he pumped into her, driving his cock into her pussy with hard, deep strokes. He fought a useless battle when he tried to push her away from him. She was everything he didn’t know he wanted and he wasn’t about to let her go.

Clutching Ella’s wrists tightly, he fucked her. Pleasure filled her face as she looked up at him. His cock forced its way into her pussy, hitting every sensitive spot and driving her pleasure higher. He wanted to give her pleasure. He wanted to be the man that made her happy.

Reaching between them, his finger found her clit and pushed her over the edge. Her soft cries of pleasure filled his ears as her pussy tightened around him, squeezing him hard. Ella was home and he never wanted to leave.

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