Page 38 of A Lot Like Love
He tweaked her nipple between his forefinger and thumb, making her moan even harder, but his mouth never stopped. Her body went rigid, the intensity of his mouth so wet against her sending waves of pleasure through every inch of her. Just when she thought she couldn’t bear it anymore, she started to ride the steadily building wave of climax, her body humming as she clenched her fingers in Ryder’s hair, locking him in place in case he dared try to move.
“Ryder,” she whispered, rocking into him one last time as spasms of pleasure sent her slack against the bed, her legs locked around his head as she turned to liquid, riding out the final waves of ecstasy.
Chloe kept her eyes shut, let her arms fall loose by her sides, but she wasn’t allowed even a moment of rest. Ryder had hauled his body up, no longer at the end of the bed. He nudged her thighs back apart, moving in between them, both of his hands seeking out her breasts and caressing them, thumbs insistent on her nipples. She was so sensitive to his touch, her entire body on high alert.
“That was just to get you warmed up,” Ryder said, voice so deep it was almost menacing as he placed his hands on either side of her head. There was a fire in his eyes burning so hot she was scared of being scalded.
Chloe reached for him, arms around his back as she drew him closer, opened her mouth to kiss him, inviting him in with her tongue. Her body still felt like liquid, but there was no part of her that didn’t want Ryder inside of her.
“Let me,” she said, pushing him back a little, wanting to return the favor.
“No,” he ordered. “On your back, now.”
She obliged, voluntarily putting her hands above her head after she slipped her bra off. His grin was wicked as he lowered himself, nudging her thigh aside and rubbing his length against her. He was rock hard and she reached for him, sliding her hand up and down, loving the groan she received in response.
“Stop,” he growled.
She didn’t until he grabbed her wrist and forced her to. “We need protection and if you keep going like that I won’t get a chance.”
Chloe raised her eyebrows. Lucky one of them was thinking sensibly.
He jumped off the bed and unzipped his bag, nestled back between her legs in no time. He tore the edge of the packet and pulled the condom out, but she took it from him, rolling it on and admiring his body at the same time. She’d never been with a guy so… She smiled.Built.
Chloe looked up at him, laughing when he pushed her back, his elbows falling close to her ears when he dropped down, her body now completely hidden by his. She gasped when he slowly, gently pushed inside of her, their eyes locked, neither looking away. Chloe couldn’t help the moan that escaped her lips, and Ryder responded by moving his mouth over hers at the same time that he rocked deeper.
She wrapped her arms around him, nails digging into his shoulders, making sure he couldn’t get away. Chloe called out his name, locked her legs around his butt, matching his every move. But he escaped faster than she could stop him, flipping them both so she ended up straddling him.
“I was liking that,” she muttered, hands flat to his chest, gasping when he pushed up hard.
“Just liking it?” he asked, one eyebrow raised.
Sweat gleamed across his forehead, his dark hair pushed back off his face, eyes drawing her in like magnets. “Okay, so I waslovingit,” she corrected.
“Then you’ll love this,” he said, running his hands down her chest, cupping her breasts as she tipped forward and adjusted her position.
His hands ran lower and settled on her hips, following her movements as she started to grind against him, back and forth, over and over. She was rocking hard, her head tipped back.
Ryder released one of her hips and yanked at her hair, tipping her farther back at the same time as he partially sat up. His mouth found one of her nipples, sucking hard, making her moan even louder.
“Stop,” she murmured.
“No.”
“Yes.” She hit back, forcing him back down.
“Or what?” he challenged, hand still fisted in her hair.
She had no response. Chloe closed her eyes, the same wave of pleasure she’d experienced earlier building with such intensity she couldn’t have stopped even if she’d wanted to. As her body shuddered Ryder went still, his hands clamped down over her hips.
“You,” he whispered in her ear when she collapsed on top of him, “are wicked.”
“Says the guy who just did something beyond wicked to me?” she countered, gently biting his lower lip.
Ryder turned them both sideways so they could face each other, his arms around her. “You know, I didn’t expect this weekend to be so much fun so soon.”
“You mean you didn’t expect me to be an easy lay?” she asked, smiling as a look passed over his face that told her he was worried he’d said the wrong thing.
“I just thought you’d insist on this being platonic,” he told her, stroking her hair, gentle now where before he’d been rough. “I’ve wanted you in my bed from the first time I saw you, I just wasn’t convinced the feeling was mutual. Thought I’d have to work harder.”
Chloe tipped forward, kissing him again, not able to get enough of his plump lips. “If we’re going to do this, we might as well have fun. And don’t go calling me easy.”
“I couldn’t agree more,” he murmured, tracing his fingers down her arm, then her stomach, dipping down then back to her thigh and settling on her butt. “About the fun part, not the easy part.”
“No strings attached,” she said, gasping as he moved his fingers again, this time stroking her inner thigh. “Okay?”
“Except for that little rule that while I’m with you I’m not allowed near other women.” His tone was teasing, his low drawl alone enough to make her toes curl when he spoke to her.
“Is that going to be a problem?” she asked, pushing him off his elbow so he was lying flat on his back and leaning over him so she could brush her mouth across his.
“With you by my side?” He chuckled. “Honey, I won’t be taking my eyes off you.”
