Twisted (Steel Brothers Saga 8)

Wow.

If possible, his words increased the intensity of my climax, and I soared even higher, grasping fists full of the silk covering Ryan’s bed.

As I came down, sinking into the mattress, he let my nipple drop from his lips and kissed me.

A long, sweet kiss. A kiss full of love.

I had to tell him. Had to tell him I was in love with him too. But right now, I wanted to melt into the amazing kiss he was giving me, show him without words what I was feeling. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer, as close as I could. Our tongues tangled and dueled, groans humming from our throats and vibrating against each other’s mouths.

I love you, Ryan, I said with that kiss. I love you so much.

Chapter Twenty-Four

Ryan

The kiss went from sweet to primal in what seemed like an instant. Ruby deepened it, thrust her tongue into my mouth, and took from me, and I was only too happy to give. Our mouths were fused together, the energy between us sizzling so much that visible sparks wouldn’t have surprised me if I’d opened my eyes. But I kept them closed and melded into Ruby’s mouth, her body.

Here lay a woman who mere weeks ago had never been kissed, yet she was kissing me like the goddess of love herself.

I reveled in it, in her, as she exerted her strength and rolled us over so she was on top of me. My cock nudged against her vulva, her soft hairs tickling the head.

I had to have her, had to feel her slick walls suctioned around my cock. Though it pained me, I broke the kiss.

“Ride me, baby. Sit down on my cock and ride me.”

She slid upward, her skin sticking to me from the perspiration between us. Her scent hung in the air. That intoxicating mélange of female musk laced with vanilla. I could smell it forever and never tire of it.

She plunged down onto my cock, her plump breasts bouncing lightly against her chest. Her nipples were dark and ruddy from my attentions, still hard as little berries.

How had this happened? How had she come to mean everything to me? At a time when I wasn’t even sure who I was anymore, Ruby Lee helped to define me. I needed her. I could only hope she needed me.

She continued to fuck me, her hips alternating between pistoning and a figure eight that slowly drove me crazy. My whole body seemed covered in flames as my nerves raced around me, making me quiver. My nipples were hard as she brushed her fingers over them and then planted her hands on my chest to support herself as she rocked faster, faster.

I brought my hand to her vulva and fingered her clit as she pulled herself up and then sank down upon my hardness once more. I slid my hands to her hips, that beautiful feminine swell, and then cupped the globes of her perfect ass. I caressed her softness, gliding toward the crease. How I itched to finger her tight little asshole…and I would. But not yet. That would scare her.

She was mine. I felt it in the very depths of my soul. One day I would have all of her.

Just the thought of breaching that tight virgin ass, and I was ready to come, but I didn’t want to yet. I needed to have her under me, taking me in all the way.

I lifted her by her hips and sprang up, flipping her onto her back. In a flash I was back inside her, pumping m

y hard cock into her tight little pussy. I maneuvered her legs onto my shoulders—all that yoga made her extremely flexible, apparently—giving me the angle I needed. I looked into her sparkling blue eyes and was surprised to see a tear slide from one.

No, I couldn’t be hurting her. Could I?

“Baby?”

“Yeah?”

“You all right?”

She nodded. “Fine. Keep going. Please.”

She didn’t need to say any more. I continued my thrusting, taking her, making her mine. Protecting her. As long as I lived, no one would hurt her. Never again.

When her walls began to spasm around me and she cried out in climax, I plunged into her to the hilt, my balls slapping the crease of her ass. As I convulsed, as I emptied every last drop of myself into her body, I closed my eyes and said the words again.

“I’m in love with you, Ruby.”