CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SIX

RYAN

She mutters something under her breath when I tell her to get in. She does that a lot. I ignore it and slam the door behind her.

While driving back to her place, I notice her leaning back with her eyes closed. Something about her gets to me, and it’s not just her beauty. She confidently stands up for herself and refuses to tolerate any nonsense. I like that about her, even though it causes me grief.

I maneuver the truck into the alley behind her place and park. She hasn’t moved since getting in.

I gently open her door and pick her up, trying not to wake her. Carson gave me the code to disengage the alarm. I navigate through the store and ascend the stairs. She murmurs something but falls back to sleep. I lay her on the bed and remove her boots before covering her with a blanket. I stand over her.

Without thinking, I remove my shoes and jacket before lying beside her. This is probably a bad idea, but I can’t make myself leave. I’ll just stay for an hour or two, making sure she’s okay. Then I’m out of here. I close my eyes and let her soft snores lull me to sleep.

A hand smacking me on the shoulder startles me awake. Jerking upright, I quickly assess my surroundings. A very pissed-off Parker is glaring at me. Shit, I slept the night here and got caught.

“What the hell, Ryan? I didn’t invite you into my home, let alone my bed.”

I rub my hand over my face.

“Sorry. You fell asleep on the way here, and I didn’t want to wake you.”

I don’t have a good explanation for why I’m in her bed.

She kicks my leg and screams, “Get out of here!”

I swing my feet to the floor, stand, and look her over; she’s a mess. Her mascara is smudging around her eyes and her hair is sticking out all over, but she couldn’t look more beautiful to me. Blindly, I stoop and kiss her. I feel her hands against my shoulder and start to pull away. She draws me closer.

I lift my head and look down at her. Her eyes are closed, and those sweet lips are puffy from our kisses. She’s such a temptation.

“I’m sorry for upsetting you. I’ll get out of here.”

I go to leave, and she stands and clutches my hand.

“No, stay. I don’t want you to go.”

I need no second invitation and bring her closer to me. I’m sure she can feel my cock against her stomach. I systematically disrobe her, all but her bra and panties. It’s a black lacy number with see-through mesh. My dick gets even harder taking her in. I run my hand over her breasts, feeling the weight of them. My thumbs rub over her nipples, and they harden under my attention. She is very responsive.

“You are so beautiful.”

I reach behind her to unhook her bra. I pull the straps down one at a time off her shoulders before it falls to the floor. My hands cup her bare breast. They’re perfect as I bend down and taste one and then the other. I lather them up so they’re wet and tight.

“Yes,” she moans as I nibble on the left bud. They’re dark rose-colored, the prettiest pink I’ve ever seen. As much as I want to stay and worship her breasts, I need to explore the rest of her body. I’ll return to these later.

I drop to my knees so I’m at eye level with her panties. I can smell her arousal. My cock is hard as a rock now and I squeeze through my jeans, trying to relieve some pressure. It doesn’t help.

“Ryan,” she says.

I glance up, and she’s watching me with a worried look.

“I want you. All of you.”

I grab her panties on each side of her smooth hips and tug them down her legs. Her pussy is bare except for a bit of hair right up front. I lean forward and press a kiss against the mound.

Her hands dig into my scalp.

“What are you doing?”