Page 10 of The Model

Her words made a warmth start deep in my gut and travel to the center of my chest. I pressed her deeper into my side. “That means more to me than you’ll ever know.”

I let the heat from her body sink deep into mine. Until this moment, I hadn’t realized how much I needed real human contact. For someone to genuinely care about me. “Would you like to go with me to get a new phone? I think it’s time I upgraded, and that way, we can stay in contact after this.” I wasn’t sure how long she was going to be here, but I only had two more days. It wasn’t enough time, but I’d make the most of it.

Tilting her head up to look up at me, she smiled. “I’d love to be able to talk to you after this, and I’d be happy to go with you to pick out a new phone.”

I loved how happy she always seemed and the way she looked up at me as if she saw the man I was. She didn’t only see the physique I worked incredibly hard for or my looks.

“Oh my God,” Lexie turned fully toward me, her blue eyes bright, and cupped my cheeks. “How have I just now noticed you have dimples? I didn’t think you could be more perfect.” The last came out as a grumble.

A silent laugh built up in my chest. “You think I’m perfect?”

“Oh please, like you don’t know.” She swatted my chest. “But it is good to see you don’t have an ego as big as your cock.”

I choked on my laughter as all eyes turned toward us.

“What?” She motioned to me like she was Vanna White revealing a new letter. “Like you’d expect anything less with a body and a face like this.”

“Is that all I am? A pretty face with a nice body?” I understood the attraction, but I wanted her to like me for more than my face and body.

Stepping up to me, Lexie draped her arms around my neck with a soft smile gracing her pretty pink lips. Leaning up on her tippy toes, her mouth brushed against mine. “You’re so much more than your looks.”

I groaned, pressing her flush to my body. I wanted nothing more than to be alone with her and to strip her bare. “Maybe we should skip lunch and head to my room.” Her stomach growled at that moment, making us both laugh. “Okay, first food and then—”

“We can go back to my bungalow. It’s up the road, on the beach, and we’ll have plenty of privacy.”

“Perfect.”

Pulling her back to my front, I wrapped my arms around her as we waited in line. With Lexie, I didn’t mind the wait. We talked and got to know each other better. It felt right to have her in my arms, and when we walked hand in hand to her bungalow after picking up a new phone, it was even better.

7

Lexie

Stumblinginto the little house with Ryder attached to me like an octopus, I was surprised we’d made it inside with all our clothes on. Pushing me up against the door, he grabbed my leg to wrap around his hip. Our mouths crashed together. All teeth, tongues, and passion as we got swept up in each other.

Breaking our kiss, Ryder fell to his knees, pulling at the button of my jean shorts, and quickly had them down to my feet in a matter of seconds. His large hands gripped my hips and opened me wide.

His eyes darkened into stormy pools of lust. “I love this.” He flicked his tongue on the ring I had through my hood. “It’s so fucking hot. All of your piercings are. I’ve thought about them so many times over these last several months.” He groaned, threw one leg over his shoulder, and dove between my legs.

Ryder sucked and flicked the ring until I collapsed against the wall. Only then did he pull back, with his arms around me to keep me from falling, and brought me down to the floor. The cold tile was a shock to my overheated skin, and my body arched up into his hard frame.

His brows pulled together, and I wanted to kiss the wrinkle away.

“It’s just a little cold. Nothing you can’t fix in a—”

“Shit, I’m sorry.” Sweeping me up as if I weighed little more than a feather, Ryder looked around the little bungalow. It was small but nice. Not that I needed much. Looking right and then left, he spotted the bedroom and the big plush bed. He strode into the room as if he was on a mission, yet he laid me down gently before he desperately pulled off my tank top and bikini.

Crooking my finger for him to join me, Ryder pushed his shorts off and kicked them away before he crawled between my legs. Kissing up my stomach, he licked a path from between my breasts, up to my neck, and behind my ear. “God, you’re fucking beautiful.”

“So are you.” My hands roamed over his smooth skin and over the three blue star tattoos that ran up his side. One’s that he hadn’t had before.

“You mentioned that in front of a long line of people,” he chuckled. His cheeks were pink, and I wasn’t sure if it was from embarrassment or the fact that he’d started to rub his length through my folds. It felt amazing, but it was nothing compared to how it would feel once he was inside of me. He flashed me a grin. “Will you still like me when my looks go?”

“I have a feeling I’ll like you for a very long time.” My reply came out quiet. I wasn’t sure if it was wise to confess how much I liked him. “Speaking of age, how old are you?” I groaned as Ryder plunged deep inside of me. The base of his cock rubbed against my clit.

“Twenty,” he grunted against my pebbled nipple.

My body stilled with this new knowledge. I wanted to push him off me and run far away, but he swiveled his hips and pleasure shot through me. He sucked me into his mouth and laved me with his tongue before letting go with a pop.

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