The Harder You Fall (Rixon Raiders 3)

“The feeling is entirely mutual,” she breathed, pupils blown with lust.

“Oh yeah, is that right?” My smile turned wicked as I dipped my hand underneath her dress, pushing the mater

ial up her thighs. Letting my fingers tease her soft skin. I moved higher and higher until I found her panties.

“Ash…” It was a needy moan.

“So wet,” I said, kissing the corner of Mya’s mouth as I rubbed her over the lacy material.

“Remember what you said to me once?” Her words surprised me and I eased back to look at her. “You said you’d chase me to the ends of the Earth before you ever gave me up.”

“I remember.” The words got stuck over the lump in my throat. It seemed like so long ago when we’d been dancing around one another.

“Prove it,” she said, and before I could register her words, Mya ducked out from between me and the wall and took off up the stairs.

“I’m coming for you,” I called after her, the soft sound of her laughter like music to my ears.

“I’m counting on it,” she said as I gave chase, the two of us running down the hall toward my bedroom. Either Mya was quick or I was more buzzed than I’d first thought, because she made it into my room before I could grab her.

The second I burst through the door, I ground to a halt, my mouth hanging open at the sight of her standing there in nothing but black lace panties and a matching bra. “I think I must have died and gone to heaven.”

“I’m real, Asher,” she smirked, toying with the strap of her bra.

“You sure, Hernandez? Because fuck… you look like an angel standing there.” I dragged a hand through my hair, trying to rein in my emotions.

“Touch me and find out.” Challenge shone in her eyes as she began to back up, stopping only when the bed hit the backs of her legs.

“Challenge accepted.” Peeling the t-shirt from my body, I quickly unbuttoned my jeans and pushed them off my hips. Mya’s hungry gaze pulled me toward her, until I was close enough to feel the heat from her body. “You are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” I ghosted a finger down her neck and between the valley of her tits.

“Tonight was perfect,” she said.

“You are perfect.”

“We did it, we survived high school.”

I moved closer, burying a hand deep into her thick curls. “We did,” I whispered, brushing my lips against hers. “And now we get to live, Mya. We get to chase our dreams, together.”

My hand dropped to the curve of her ass, pressing her against my dick. But it wasn’t enough. In one swift motion, I picked Mya up, forcing her legs around my waist. Her shrieks of surprise filled the room but quickly turned to giggles when I turned around and dropped down on the bed with her straddling me. Her hand slid to my jaw, anchoring me in place as she kissed me. Teased me with her tongue and teeth. My fingers found the clasp of Mya’s bra, pulling it off her body while she worked a hand between us, freeing my dick from the confines of my boxer briefs. Our kisses grew frantic. Dirty wet kisses as we explored one another’s body. I would never get enough of this, of her.

Mya grasped me in her hand and sank down on me, making my world shatter with sensation. “Together,” she repeated, smothering a moan as her eyes fluttered closed.

“Together,” I ground out, letting my fingers dig into the flesh of her hips. “Always.”

Mya began moving, riding me in a way only she could. I couldn’t speak, couldn’t do anything but watch and feel; surrender myself completely to the girl who owned me.

Heart.

Body.

And soul.

I couldn’t fall any harder than I had for Mya Hernandez.

And I’d show her every day how much I loved her.

Forever.

The End