CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

RYDER

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"You can't do that. You're my bodyguard, not my father."

"Sweetheart, fathers don't fuck...shit, that sounded better in my head. Whatever. I've never acted like your father."

Do I need to remind her about the washing machine?

"Jealous boyfriend then," Savannah snaps.

"I'm not your boyfriend," I grunt.

"Clearly. Boyfriends kiss their girlfriends!" she cries and starts to walk past me.

I grab her wrist and spin her around.

"Is that what this is all about? Because I haven't fucking kissed you?" I growl.

Was all of this an act to get my attention and show me that another man would love to have his mouth on hers?

Like I don't already know.

"Is it?" I growl as she stares at me. I roughly grab her neck. "Answer me!"

Damn her.

She licks her lips, and I force back my groan. All it would take is for me to slam my mouth down on hers, rip open her top, and those perfect nipples would be between my teeth.

"Savannah," I warn.

"No," she whispers raggedly.

"Liar," I say, because I'm an asshole and I want her to say yes.

I want her to beg me. I want to slam my cock inside her and remind her she is mine and not anyone else's.

She's not.

But it's what I want.

"Then kiss me Ryder. Kiss me like you mean it and you want me. Like I'm the only woman you have ever desired," she cries.

My mouth crashes down on hers, bruising her, claiming her, owning her. I hear her moan and don't care.

I hear her purse drop and don't care.

I scoop her up as my tongue dominates hers and carry her through the penthouse. Then she slides down my body as I release her legs and we stand there, consuming one another like hungry animals.

My arms hold her against my body, my cock hard and eager against her middle.

Savannah slides her hands through my hair, and I know we won't stop.

I release her mouth.

Gasping for breath, we stare at one another while I try to think.

"One chance. One chance to tell me to leave or I'm fucking you all night." I growl.

The edges of her lips curl as her eyes sparkle. "Please do."

I rip open her top, then tug down her pantsuit as she makes delicious sounds of shock and surprise.

Then I slap her ass.

"Panties and bra off and onto the bed. You better be wide and wet for me by the time I'm undressed."

I've never seen anyone move so fast.

I almost smile.

But I'm too fucking horny.

I kick off my shoes, toss my black jacket and pants to the floor, and tear off my shirt. I'm commando and my cock is hard and erect.

I reach for the condom as I slide out of my pants and stroke my cock as I put it on. Then watch the sexiest woman alive spread herself out on the sheets like she's a buffet.

For me.

She's my buffet.

And I'm going to eat every single inch of her.

With the rubber snapped on, I crawl between her legs, and Savannah removes her hand from where she was circling her flesh.

"I like kissing you," Savannah says.

"I like fucking you." I smirk.

She's so sexual. I love how confident she is. Yet her insecurities are there in the shadows, making her real despite her star power.

I lean down, lift my eyes to her pretty green globes and lick her sweet pussy.

Then suck.

When I slide my fingers inside her, she starts to unravel.

"Sweet and soaking," I mumble, biting her clit.

"Oh, god," she cries.

I grab both her thighs, hold them up and spread them open as I lean in and eat more of her. My tongue moves fast, sinking inside her sex and then sucking on her flesh.

"Ryder. Fuck. Oh god." Savannah moans.

"Come on my face," I growl as I keep sucking and lapping. "Give me all of your creamy pussy."

Her body lifts, trying to both fight me and get more of me.

"That's my naughty girl. Your pussy is begging to be filled with my cock."

My tongue circles her entrance, and I speed up the taunting and teasing, knowing she's so close. I need to see her fall apart.

Because of me.

No other man.

"Ohshitohshitohshit," Savannah cries, and I feel her body explode.

Smiling, proud as fuck, as she trembles and arches around the pleasure, I lower her ass to the bed and climb over her.

My tongue slides around one nipple and then the other as my cock slaps against her moist pussy. It jolts. I need inside her.

Right fucking now.

I lift my head and position my cock at her entrance as her big, needy eyes glisten back at me. When she wraps her arms around my neck, I drop my mouth to hers and claim her once again.

God, why did I wait? I love kissing this woman. I could do this for hours and not give a single fuck what was going on around us.

Which was why I didn't.

Because the need to completely possess and own her is so overwhelming, I know there will be consequences for taking all of her.

But tonight I am.

Tomorrow is another day.

"Fuck me Ryder," Savannah begs

"Oh baby, I'm going to." I smirk and nudge the head of my thick cock inside. "And you are going to scream so everyone in New York City can hear my name."

"Mmmffph, oh god," she cries, arching.

"Relax," I rasp, pressing in farther. She's tight. Her muscles contracted from her orgasm. Just as I wanted her. Tight, wet, and fucking orgasmic.

Another push and I'm almost there.

"Christ, you feel like...mmph."

I almost laugh. She's lost the ability to speak and I'm proud as hell. With one last effort, I'm balls deep and she's losing control, clawing at me as she wraps her legs around my body.

"Move. Move Ryder. Fuck. Move."

Slowly, I drag my cock back out and then slam into her.

"Shit!" Savannah cries.

I do it again, this time a little faster.

Then again.

Then again.

Straightening, I lift her hips. "You like it hard, sweetheart?"

Slam.

"Yes." She tosses her head.

"You like me fucking you. Thrusting into your pussy."

Bang.

"Yes, god." Her arms are trying to reach me, but she can't.

"You going to keep this naughty pussy empty for me so I can fill it?" I growl.

What am I saying?

"Yes, yes."

"So I can lick you."

Stop talking.

"So I can finger fuck you wherever we are," I add and make a note to punch myself in the face after this.

"Yes, yes," she cries.

I slide out and spin her onto her knees, pushing her hair to one side and then twirling it around my fist. I can feel my cock leaking into the rubber.

I'm going to blow soon.

"You gonna let me fuck you on your knees when we fly home tomorrow? While everyone is out in the cabin listening to you scream."

No. We are not doing that.

"God, yes." Savannah continues and presses back into my cock to take more.

Slam.

Slam.

Slam.

God, I'm so close.

"And are you going to suck me off at the end of each shift like a good little actress?"

What is wrong with me?

My seed rushes through my cock and explodes. My back arches as I thrust over and over into her willing and compliant hot body.

"Holy fuck."

"Fuck, oh fuck, Savannah." I cry.

The last of my orgasm shudders through me as I pull her up against my body and my mouth slides down her throat.

Mine.

That's the only word I hear.

And it has no place in my life.