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Dan’s name flashed across the screen, and I tensed. I knew he’d call in the morning, but I hadn’t planned to talk to him while Ryker was lying in bed with me. Naked. I started to answer when Ryker’s arm curled around me, the heat of his body firm against my ass and back, a contrast to the cool sheets tangled around us.
Ryker buried his face in my neck. “Don’t answer it.”
“I have to. It’s Dan.”
“I don’t give a fuck. He’ll live. Don’t answer it.”
“I give a fuck.” I pinched his arm, then answered the call. “Hi, Dan.”
“Hi, honey. How’s everything going? Did I wake you?”
“Fine, everything’s fi—” I inhaled sharply. Ryker’s fingers swirled over my clit. “Fine.” I cleared my throat before covering the microphone and glaring back at Ryker. “Stop it!” I hissed. “I’m on the phone.”
He grunted, his erection thick against my lower back, his finger continuing to circle my clit while he peppered open-mouthed kisses across my neck. He caught my skin between his teeth and bit. “I told you not to answer.”
I pressed my lips together to hold in a moan. “You’re the worst.”
“Everything go okay last night?” Dan asked.
Ryker’s fingers stroked my entrance. My breath hitched, and my voice squeaked. “It went great.”
“You all right, Scar? You sound funny.”
“Because I’m finger fucking your perfect little sweetheart,” Ryker whispered in my ear, sliding his finger inside me.
Oh, God.
“I’m good. You did wake me, so I’m just,” I inhaled, biting down on my lip and squeezing my eyes shut as Ryker curled his finger against my G-spot, “trying to wake up.”
“Sorry, honey. I just wanted to let you know I’m leaving in a couple hours, so I should be home by eight. Think you can stay out of trouble ’til then?”
It took all my focus to conceal my labored breath. “Totally.”
“All right. See you tonight,” Dan said. “Love you, Thelma.”
“Love you, Louise,” I managed before hanging up. The moment I did, I rocked against Ryker’s hand. “Fuck, Ryker,really?”
“You should’ve listened to me.” He ground his erection against my ass. “You’re so fucking wet. I need to be inside you. You gonna take me again, baby?”
I shouldn’t say yes. I shouldn’t give him the benefit. “Yes.”
He rolled me over and climbed above me, nipping at my neck as his cock stretched my tender pussy.
Chapter nine
Frustration and Secrets
Ryker
Wellrested.Ihadn’texperienced it since I finished my tours as a Marine. Things happened, and I hadn’t been able to sleep well. Last night, with Scarlett on top of me, her naked body blanketing mine, I slept like a baby. No nightmares. No anything except bliss.
I wasn’t supposed to stay the night, but it was so goddamn comfortable. I wasn’t supposed to wake up and immediately fuck her again, but I couldn’t keep my hands off her. Acting like this was misleading her. I wasn’t a relationship guy. I didn’t spend the night or cuddle. So why the fuck did she have this effect on me?
“Ryker, are you listening to me?” Conrad asked.
I blinked, the whir of his old desk fan a reminder of the bail bondsman I sat across from. “What?”
“I said he’s in Nevada.” Conrad dropped a folder in front of me on his laminate desk. Sunlight filtered in through dusty blinds and illuminated stagnant dust mites.
