“More than anything. I’ve never wanted anything more in my life.”
This made her pull back. “What about your freedom?”
“I’m here with you. That’s freedom enough.”
He pulled her back down, and she relented, consumed with her need to feel him. Sliding her hand down his chest, she reached between them, gripping his cock. She worked his length, stroking the pre-cum into his flesh.
He moaned, and didn’t push her hand away.
Within seconds he was hard as rock. Placing him at her entrance, she broke the kiss as she slowly began to sink down onto his length. She closed her eyes as the sensation of him gliding within her felt almost too much.
His cock was so hard and thick.
She released a little whimper, but didn’t give up.
Ryker held her hips, guiding her over his dick, making her take all of him. Once he was seated to the hilt, she placed her hands on his shoulders, feeling every inch of him pulse.
One of his hands moved from her hips, going between her thighs, and he began to tease her clit, stroking her.
“Come on, Scarlett, fuck me. Fuck your man.”
Her man; she liked that. She more than liked that.
“I don’t want to let you go,” she said.
“I’m not going anywhere, Scarlett. You’re mine. I’m not going to leave you. You belong to me now.”
She rode his cock, taking him as deep as she could, and he brought her to orgasm as she did. His touch set her on fire, helping her find her peak, and pushing her over the edge into oblivion. There was only one man she wanted, and he was right here.
When he groaned, he held her hard to the point that she knew she was going to bruise as he filled her.
Wave upon wave of his cum spilled inside her. She wasn’t an idiot; she knew what their unprotected sex meant.
She could get pregnant.
She hoped she did.
More than anything, she wanted his baby.
She wanted a reminder that no matter what happened, she’d had these weeks of absolute bliss, and that meant the world to her.
Afterward, Ryker picked her up and they both headed toward the bath. He pulled out of her pussy, and she was aware of his cum spilling down her leg.
He ran them both a bath, and it was moments like these when he seemed to care so much for her.
Ryker took his time, adding some bath salts before helping her into the water. Even though he hated the salts, or even anything scented, he always made sure she got what she wanted.
He helped her inside the bath and followed her in, moving behind her so she could rest against him.
“You always take such good care of me,” she said.
“I’ll always take care of you.”
Silence fell between them, and not for the first time she wondered what he was thinking.
“I’m going to clear my name,” he said.
“I know, and I’m coming with you to help you.”
He took hold of her hands. “No, you’re not. It’s way too dangerous. I won’t let you hurt yourself.”
She sighed. “What happens then?”
“The moment my name is cleared, I’m coming back.”
“What if you don’t come back?” she asked.
“I’ll fight my way back to you, Scarlett.” He leaned forward, and she turned to look at him, ashamed that tears filled her eyes.
“Okay.”
She doubted it though. No one, other than her father, had ever fought for her, certainly not like the way Ryker was promising.
He kept on gazing at her, wiping away her tears. “Don’t cry, I promise I’ll come back. There’s no way you’re ever going to get rid of me.” He paused for several seconds. “I love you, Scarlett.”
“What?”
“I love you. It’s why I’ve got to do this. I could stay, but you deserve more than waiting for the off chance they’d find me. I’ve got to be a man for you completely.”
He claimed her lips, but still, her heart was broken. She didn’t want to lose him.
Against all odds, she loved him, too.
Chapter Six
Ryker watched her sleep. He’d placed his shirt on a pillow and put it in her arms. Yes, he was turning into that guy, but he didn’t care. He had to go now, as otherwise he never would. Waking with her in his arms always gave him an excuse to wait one more day. Time was ticking, and he didn’t want to risk a moment.
If he left now, he knew he’d be back in time.
Placing the letter on the bed, he forced himself to step out the door. When he could no longer see her, he turned his back and made his way downstairs.
Her dog was lying at the bottom of the stairs. Getting down on one knee, he stroked the dog’s hair. “You’ve got to take care of her for me, buddy. Keep her safe, and attack anyone who comes close, got me?”