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“No. That’s not—” He sighed, shaking his head. “That’s not why. Though I admit, I was surprised to see you encouraging Blondie after the night you had.”
“I’m not a porcelain doll.” I balled my fists. “I’m sorry you witnessed last night. Ireallyam. But it’s not your choice if I’m ready to be with someone else. It’smine. And I would like to pretend every part of last night didn’t happen. Part of pretending means you leave me alone and don’t scare away the next guy I choose.” I turned and opened the door.
It slammed shut, and Ryker’s body pressed against me from behind, his hands sliding to my hips where his tight grip stirred desire.
Oh no.The ache returned with a vengeance.
Chapter seven
Addicted
Ryker
“Canyoupretendlastnight didn’t happen, sugar?” I asked, nose pressed to her neck. “Can you pretend you don’t know what it felt like to fuck me?”
She didn’t answer right away, and I knew why. PTSD episode aside, our night was fucking electric. That shit wasn’t one-sided. Ihadstared at her tonight, but only when her attention was on someone else. When that fucking douchebag approached her at the bar, I swear she flirted right in front of me to make me jealous. It shouldn’t have worked, but then he followed her to the bathroom, and I couldn’t stand the idea of anyone else touching her.
“Of course I can,” she said.
Lie.Even if I hadn’t always been good at detecting it, she sucked at lying. Her chest heaved, and those dilated pupils gave her away. She wanted me again, just like I wanted her.
“Don’t fucking lie to me, baby. You said it was amazing right before I tongue-fucked your pussy.”
She inhaled sharply. With another girl, it might not have worked, but I paid attention last night. Every time I talked dirty, she ate it up.
“I was—I just said that. I didn’t mean it.”
You really think I buy that?I dropped my hands to the outside of her thighs, my fingers reaching under her skirt and caressing her soft skin. She leaned back into me, her ass brushing my cock.
“Try again.” I slid my fingers to the inside of her thighs. “You can lie better than that, can’t you?”
“I . . .” She very deliberately ground her ass against my cock, and I grunted.
“I’m not going to fuck you until you take that back,” I growled, kissing her neck. That was fucking untrue. It didn’t matter what she said to piss me off, I’d still have her.
“I take it back,” she said quickly, rolling her ass against me again.
“Good girl,” I murmured, biting her earlobe and cupping her pussy.
She whimpered and threw her head onto my shoulder. My lips landed in the crook of her neck, my teeth scraping her skin. I’d never needed to give someone a hickey so badly. Something to let everyone in the bar know she was off-limits. So I did. She threaded her fingers through my hair while I sucked her skin red.
Turning her around, I tugged down her panties. Her fingers fumbled with my jeans, undoing the button and zipper, then pushing them down. She stepped out of her panties, and I bunched her skirt at her hips before moving my hand to her pussy.
She pushed my hand away and locked her arms around my neck. “I don’t want to waste time. I’m wet. I want you right now.”
“Fuck, Scarlett, what are you doing to me?” I searched my pocket for a condom that I made quick work of putting on. I kissed her hard, sliding my hands under her skirt and cupping her ass to lift her and brace her against the wall because the door wouldn't hold up against what I was about to do. My cock throbbed and I thrust into her.
“Oh, God.” Her head thumped the wall, and she tightened her legs around me. “More.”
Her desperate demands dragged me into a state ofneedingto satiate her. I found a spot on the wall and focused on it to stop from coming like a teenage boy losing his fucking virginity. No girl ever affected me like that. I tried to mentally prepare for the sound of her sweet voice and shoved into her again, eliciting a loud whimper.
“Careful, baby. You want to announce what we’re doing to the whole bar?”
She buried her face in my neck, muffling her sounds as I fucked her, her heels drawing me closer. She knotted her fingers in my hair and tugged. I groaned, my fingers digging into her ass. It was like she knew exactly how to make me lose my mind.
I pumped in and out of her, grinding myself against her clit until finally, she clenched around me.Shit.I barely made it this time.Her pussy tightened on me, and I hardly held myself together. I slammed into her harder, and she cried out into my neck.
Her nails scraped my scalp. “Ryker.”
