Convict

“I knew, but I was hoping you’d tell me. I love all food, but I need to know what you love and hate if we’re going to make this work.”

“Make this work?”

He took a deep breath. “I want to make us work.”

“Us?”

This time he laughed, and she joined him. “You keep repeating everything I say.”

“I’m sorry.”

He took her hand, and she stared down at his much larger one. “When my name is cleared, I want to come back here. I want to live with you, and to stay with you. I’m hoping you’ll give me a chance, and us a chance.”

“You want a relationship?”

“Yes. I’m not promising it will be easy, but I like you, Scarlett. I enjoy living here. The peace, the quiet, and I love watching you sleep.”

“Is that what won you over?” she asked, feeling her cheeks heat. She loved it when she woke and he was there, watching her.

He made her feel safe and warm. She didn’t want to lose that feeling.

“That and the fact you don’t fart or snore.”

She pulled away, covering her cheeks. “Oh, my God, I can’t believe you just said that.”

He laughed. “I’m being serious here, Scarlett. I like you, a lot. I want to make this work.”

She leaned in close and pressed a kiss to his lips. “Then I want you to make love to me, and I don’t want you to be afraid.”

“You want that?”

“Yes, I do.” She placed a hand on his chest. He was so warm, always so warm. “Is it wrong that I want you?”

“No, it’s not wrong.”

“I’m fat,” she said, blurting out the words.

She saw the frown on his face. “Okay, I don’t agree with that.” He held her hip. “I don’t think you’re fat.”

“He told me I was that I was lucky to get his attention because no one wanted a fat chick.”

“That man is lucky he’s dead otherwise I would be committing murder.”

“Don’t, please, don’t see me any differently,” she said.

“What do you mean?”

“I’m not broken, Ryker. I’m fine. I’m healed, and I want this. When you look at me, please don’t see him.”

He cupped her face with both of his hands, tilting her head back. “I’d never do that. When I look at you, Scarlett, I only ever see you. No one else matters to me but you.” He leaned in close and pressed his lips against hers.

Chapter Five

Ryker carried Scarlett upstairs. He ignored every single one of her protests, and placed her gently on the bed. His cock was rock-hard, and he wanted inside her more than he wanted anything else in the world.

Removing his clothes, he kept his gaze locked on hers.

For the past couple of weeks, he’d been thinking of this moment, hoping she felt the attraction that had been building between them for a long time.

She sat up and began to remove her clothes. He couldn’t resist watching. Each layer showed off her body to perfection. He loved her tits, her ass, her curvy hips. Her thighs were also amazing to him.

Right now, he wanted them wrapped around his hips as he plowed into her. When they were both naked, he pulled her off the bed and held her close. He didn’t want to lose a single moment with this woman. How the hell could he have fallen in love so quickly? And yet, there was no other word for it. He had fallen in love with her. She was his entire world. From waking up in the morning to going to sleep, and every single moment in between. When he lay awake in prison, having his revenge had been the only thing he could think about, whereas now, it was about being with her.

Slamming his lips down on hers, he sank his fingers into her hair, holding her head in place as he ravished her mouth. She moaned, her hands moving up his chest to circle his neck, and his cock pulsed with another spill of pre-cum leaking out of the tip.

Turning her back to the bed, he trailed kisses down to her neck, cupping her large tits. Sucking each of her nipples, he watched her moan. Each gasp was sweet music as he moved down her body. She dropped to the bed when he gave her a little push, and he moved her so that her thighs were spread open, and he got a good look at her dripping pussy.

She was soaking wet, and he slid a finger between her slit, bumping her clit before gliding down and plunging inside her.

His cock was going to be inside her, and he wasn’t going to be wearing anything that would numb the sensation of being within her. That shit was never going to happen. Spreading the lips of her pussy, he slid his tongue from her entrance up to her clit, sucking the swollen bud into his mouth. She tasted like heaven, and he couldn’t resist dipping down and fucking her cunt with his tongue.