Ryker by Nikki Ryker

Author:Nikki Ryker [Ryker, Nikki]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-03T16:00:00+00:00

11

Cleo

My first thought is automatic, vehement denial. He can't be serious. He's playing with me. There's no way that he's in love with me. He will draw away any second now and tell me this was some sort of sick joke, and that he was just kidding around.

But his lips are soft and earnest against mine, coaxing me into a rhythm that is intoxicating. His lips are slightly chapped, but still soft and warm. I can't help but respond in kind, though my brain screams that this wrong and will only lead to heartbreak. It's been so long since I've been touched gently. Even when we were together in bed, Damian was rough. I don't think he ever had a gentle bone in his body. God knew what I'd ever seen in him.

I raise a tentative hand and trace the strong, square line of his jaw. Stubble rasps against my fingers, sending a thrill of pure, molten desire pooling between my legs. He deepens the kiss, drawing me even closer to his hard body, gathering me up into his arms as though I might slip away at any second. I don't struggle against him, too intoxicated by the feeling do to anything but draw myself as tight against him as I can manage. My questing hand winds into the mess of thick, dark hair at the base of his neck, tugging lightly while the other comes to rest on his broad shoulder. It feels like trying to seduce a mountain. He makes me feel minuscule in comparison, a feeling I've missed since having Bryan.

He groans against my mouth. I take full advantage, skimming my tongue along his bottom lip, delving into his mouth. He tastes like bourbon, and the caramel notes that underlie the sharp taste thrill me. I can't help a small moan of my own. He doesn't stay still for long, his arms tightening like steel bands around me, his tongue brushing against mine in a sensual stroke. His kiss becomes harsher, more urgent. He kisses me like he's trying to climb inside me.

And with that thought, I can't focus on anything else. My core aches with need for him. I want to feel him thick and hard between my legs. I know somehow that it will be earth shaking. There's so much masculine energy rolling off him on the best of days, drawing my eyes almost against my will. The ache increases with every throbbing beat of my heart. At any moment I expect to collapse into him, my heart unable to take the onslaught.

He breaks away from me just long enough to exhale my name. "Oh God, Cleo. I shouldn't have..."

"Don't you dare finish that sentence, Ryker Fenton."

His eyes dart down to meet mine, an unexpected vulnerability in their depths. He expects me to pull away, to put him at arm's length get again. A crushing weight of shame settles onto my shoulders. All this time, I've shunned him, looked everywhere but at him, when he was the best possible thing that could happen to me.

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