Page 28 of The Model

“My main requirement was a room with an ocean view. If you haven’t figured it out yet, I love to fall asleep listening to the waves.”

Opening the balcony door, salty air rushed into the room. “Why don’t you live on a beach back in California?”

“Because I couldn’t afford any buildings to run my studio. When I bought my place, I knew I’d eventually renovate the second floor into an apartment for me to live in. I have to say it’s been nice not having my drive take almost forty minutes every day.”

“Makes sense. Maybe someday you can live on the beach.” Ryder leaned over the rail. There wasn’t much to see in the darkness, but you could hear the waves crashing, and it was music to my ears.

“That’s the dream.” I walked out onto the balcony and rested my arms on the railing beside his and breathed in the air.

One arm wrapped around my waist and pulled me in front of him, my back to his front. Caging me in with his hands on the railing on either side of me, his hot breath tickled my ear. “I’m glad you came.”

Reaching around, I pulled him closer until his body was plastered to mine. “Me too. All my worries disappeared the moment I got off the plane.”

Feverish kisses trailed down my neck as his hands moved from the railing to slide underneath my t-shirt until his palms cupped my breasts. “I missed you in my arms, my sexy Lexie.”

I loved his nickname for me. It still astonished me he thought I was sexy, but I believed him when he said it. Raine was right about the way Ryder looked at me. There was no hiding how into me he was.

Turning around in his arms, my fingers immediately went to the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head. My hands skimmed down the soft skin over hard muscle until I reached the waistband of his jeans. Flicking the button, I reached down to be met with his impressive length. The first time I’d gone down on him, I was surprised I was able to take him all the way in. Now my mouth watered at the thought of pleasuring him.

Ryder guided me around a table and into a chair before he did the fastest strip show known to man. Standing before me, his cock bobbed as if anticipating my waiting mouth. Wrapping my hand around his length, I stroked the velvet over steel that twitched in my hand. Still, I had no idea how he went without sex for so long. When Ryder was around me, he was like a horny teenager.

Leaning forward, I licked the tip and swirled my tongue around. Ryder sucked in a sharp breath and fisted my hair in his hands. He was done taking this slowly and took over. I let him fuck my mouth. His thrusts were deep, hitting the back of my throat time and time again. His grip on my hair tightened as I felt him swell in my mouth.

“Your mouth is heaven.” He let out a deep moan that soaked my panties. It was so damn sexy. Pulling out with a pop, he demanded. “Take off your shirt, I want to paint your perfect tits with my cum.”

In a matter of seconds, I had my t-shirt off and my bra on the ground as I watched his hand stroke up and down his length. His grip was brutal when he squeezed the tip and let out another panty-melting moan.

My hands went to his tapered hips and grabbed his superb ass as I licked his tip. With his hand still in my hair, Ryder pulled my head back as stream after stream of his cum coated my chest and neck. His gaze was transfixed as he watched his hands rub the thick warm cream into my skin.

Ryder studied me for a moment as if he was trying to decide on something. He nodded once to himself before he claimed, “Now you’re mine.”

My brows rose. This was new and confusing, but I decided to play along with him. “What do I have to do to make you mine?”

A slow seductive smirk came over his face, and when that dimple popped out, I almost melted in that very spot. “You want to mark me?”

That did sound fun. Although I wasn’t sure where I could mark him that it wouldn’t be seen. I guess I’d have to get creative.

Running my hands up his muscular thighs, I brushed over his semi-erect cock and up his ridged abs. “I do like the sound of that. I’ll have to be extra creative on how and where.” Leaning forward, I nipped at his chin, causing those dimples to flash at me again.

“I could get a tattoo?”

The corner of his mouth tipped up while my eyes nearly bugged out of my head. My mouth repeatedly opened and closed without anything coming out. I didn’t know what to say or how to respond. Did he mean a tattoo in general, and I would be there when he got it, or did he mean my name or something that symbolized me?

“Don’t implode over it.” His eyes glittered with amusement. “It’s something I’ve been thinking about for a while now. I was thinking of a camera on the inside of my bicep. For me, you’ve always been the one who started my career, and now we have this.” His long arms pulled me up and into his warm chest. “I don’t know where this is going, but I don’t want to ever forget you or where I started.”

Without realizing it, my hand cupped his face. The way he looked down at me, so open and honest, wasn’t something I was used to. The blue of his eyes was like a crystal ball, begging me to never look away. I couldn’t believe Ryder wanted to remember me for the rest of his life. I wasn’t sure how I felt about that. “That’s a big commitment. You should never get ink that you’re not one hundred percent sure you want forever. Plus, you’ve got to think it’s going to be photographed over and over again. What are you going to tell others when they ask you about it?”

“That it’s a representation of my life that I like. How else would you suggest I show it?”

“I don’t know,” I answered softly as my thumb caressed his cheekbone. One moment it was sexy times, and the next Ryder was talking about marking his body for life to remember me. I was flattered, truly, but I was afraid he’d come to regret it down the line. At least he wasn’t talking about getting my name inked on him.

My finger traced the inside of his bicep as I imagined a camera there. When I looked up to meet his eyes, his pupils flared, and his lips parted. “I like the idea of being with you forever.”

“Good.” His voice was deep and husky as he said that one word. “Why don’t we go get dirty again in the shower before we get clean?”

“Mmm,” I hummed. “I like the way you think.”

Leaving our clothes out on the balcony, we stepped into the cool room. Goosebumps erupted across my skin as I rushed into the bathroom and quickly turned on the water. Ryder was right behind me, pinning me against the cold glass wall of the large shower. His tongue licked a trail from my shoulder up to my ear. His teeth nipped at my earlobe before his hot tongue eased away the sting. The way he made my body feel was unlike any other. I wasn’t sure how I was going to let him work while we were here. I wanted to feel him with me the entire time. As his body pressed into mine, warming me up, his husky voice sent shivers down my spine. “Thank you for coming and letting me stay with you.”

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