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I grinned. “Wow. That was easy.”
“I’m a total pushover when it comes to you, if you haven’t already noticed.”
He began undoing my vest top slowly, one button at a time. He had more patience than I did. I was ready for him to rip it off entirely – buttons be damned.
When the top finally popped open, Ryker growled like a caveman –mycaveman. I wasn’t wearing a bra, which he very much seemed to appreciate.
My nipples reacted, hardening at the look of appreciation on his face. That only stirred him on further.
My head fell back, a moan slipping free, as Ryker’s mouth toyed with my breast. He dragged his tongue along the line of my cleavage before lightly sinking his teeth into the soft tissue.
“Harder,” I breathed.
He obliged – no questions and no judgement.
His erection was pressing into my inner thigh, but it wasn’t the only solid thing that I could feel. His phone continuously buzzed in his pocket, as relentless as our mothers.
Ryker grumbled, leaning back just enough to slip it from his pocket. “This thing has been going off all day.”
I’d never seen so many notifications on someone’s phone – and that was saying a lot given I knew his unread DM count.
“Who are they all from?” I asked.
“Every person I’ve ever met apparently. Most of the social media notifications are from strangers though. Seattle had me accept a co-post or something like that, so I guess I’m getting all the fan notifications now.”
He opened his messages, quickly scrolling through them. I recognised most of the names – some from back home and others from Phil-U.
“Pat and Kyler are already pestering me in the group chat about getting them tickets.”
I laughed. “Of course they are.”
“And Evan just admitted he name dropped me to pick up.”
I laughed harder. “Of course he did.”
Ryker opened a message from Levi Holloway.
Levi: Hell yeah man! Great pick. But don’t let it go to your head... I was drafted second ;) Ps. Hughesy says congratulations!
The next message was from Grace.
Grace: I don’t trust Levi to pass on my congrats, so... CONGRATS RYKER! I’m so happy for you. Say hi to Ruby for me. And tell her that on-screen kiss was *Fire Emoji*
With a soft chuckle, Ryker locked his phone and threw it across the room, not paying attention to where it landed.
“I’ll read the rest later. Right now, I’m exactly where I want to be, with exactly who I want to be with.”
“Smooth talker.”
I wasn’t sure why I was partially still dressed, or why Ryker had no skin showing. It was time to rectify that.
I jumped off his lap and started ripping off my clothes as if they were on fire. There was nothing sexy about it – just raw, shameless desire.
Ryker picked up on the hint and began ditching his things too, kicking off his shoes and dropping his shirt and slacks at the foot of the bed.
In no time, we were both back where we’d started – minus all clothing. It was hard deciding who wanted –needed– this more.
I rose onto my knees, positioning myself above him, and deliberately rubbing my wetness against his hardness.
