Page 48 of Ryder
“I want to see your cock first. Are you hard for me?”
He brought the phone closer to his face, his eyes narrowed dangerously.
“Pussy. Now. Or this is over.”
Dammit. I lowered the phone, angling it to show him my spread legs, and my fingers sliding through the wetness he’d caused.
“Now you.” He ran his tongue over his lips, when I raised the phone again. I’d never kissed him. I wanted to feel his lips on mine. On my skin. On my throat, as he thrust inside me.
He smirked, keeping the phone aimed at his face.
“Oh, I don’t think so, darlin’. You’ve already seen way more of me than you should have. This is about you making up for that.”
I let him see my glare. “That’s not fair.”
“Neither is drugging and raping a guy, babe. You had what you wanted, and now it’s my turn.”
His words hit me like a dagger in my chest. He made it sound like a bad thing. Like he’d never wanted me.
He made a low growling sound. “What the fuck is going on? You want this or not?”
I swallowed hard, as I met his eyes, saw the anger, saw the lust. My heart thudded in my chest, and I couldn’t take my eyes off his face. I felt like he could reach through the phone and grab me. Force me.
I ended the call, tossing the phone aside, like it had burned me. What the fuck am I doing?
Ryder
Ihad no ideawhat just happened. One minute we’re looking at each other, and I’ve got my damn cock in my hand, and the next, she’s freaking out and hanging up on me. SHE. She freaked out.
What the fuck about me could scare someone like her? She’d already proven that she had power over me. More than just that night. Because the second I heard her voice, my cock was rising, like it had become conditioned to her, and only her.
And to say that had left me seriously frustrated, would be massively underplaying the situation right now.
“You’re gonna put your cock away now though, right?” I heard Ice’s voice, even before I realised he’d entered the room. I cursed, pulling the covers back over me.
“What the fuck are you doing here?”
“Witnessing you striking out with a woman who clearly has more taste than I thought.”
“Prick. Did you just come in here to try and fuck things up for me?” I sat back against the headboard, watching him come further into my room.
“Nah, you did that pretty well all on your own. You scared off your own rapist. Brother, that’s some skill you have there.”
“Look, unless you wanna get me off instead, do you wanna fuck off?”
He smirked, stopping at the foot of the bed.
“I’m not touching your dick, but I wanted to find out why I couldn’t hear the second call.”
“Hearit?”
He nodded. “I used specialist software to clone that phone, but it didn’t pick up the video call. She might be using an app that I can’t access.”
“It was going so well, and then she rang off.”
He rolled his eyes at me. “Yeah, really well, man. Still, you ever wonder why she does what she does?”
I watched him perch on the edge of my bed, leaning on a hand.
