Ride My Beard (Hot-Bites 2)

“Nothing we do together will ever embarrass me. It should never embarrass you. You belong to me, Lola. You give your body to me when, how and where I say. Do you understand?” he asks, and his frank words should bother me, but they don’t. They make my body flush with heat.

“Yes, Ryker,” I answer, unable to say anything else. I’m hypnotized by the dark promises held in his gaze. My answer seems to please him because his hold gentles and he moves his thumb across my cheek.

“Good girl,” he says and then, as if he’s giving me praise, he kisses my forehead in the sweetest kiss I can ever remember feeling. “We’ll come back to just how I want you, Lola, when it’s time,” he adds and looks positively sinful when he delivers that promise. It’s a look that makes my knees weak. “Tell me exactly what you mean when you say you’ve never thought of giving yourself to anyone but me. Is that true?”

I swallow, nerves assaulting me, but I push through them. Now is not the time to get weak, not when I might be on the verge of having everything I’ve ever wanted.

“It is. I’ve always wanted my first to be you,” I tell him, calling on courage that I didn’t know I possessed.

“Your first? What exactly are you saying, Lola?” he questions, but he knows what I’m saying. The truth is there on his face and I read it plain as day. He wants me to tell him, though, and since I’ve come this far, I might as well jump in head first.

“I want… I’ve always wanted you to be the man who takes my virginity, Ryker,” I tell him and, though my face heats, I keep my gaze directly on him.

“I’m too old for you,” he discounts, but I can tell he likes what I’ve said.

“Then you will know how to make it good for me,” I tell him and then, because I can’t stop myself, I bring my hand up to hold it against his. “You can make it good for both of us, teach me how to please you.”

“You know what kind of man I am, Lola. You’ve heard the talk in town. I have needs a girl like you might not like,” he growls, his body vibrating and I think it might be with desire.

Ryker Stone wants me.

“And I already told you, Ryker. If you took time to show me, nothing you would do to me would scare me.”

“How do you know?” he asks, studying me closely and suddenly I know my entire future rests on how I answer this simple question.

“Because it’s you and I’m yours. Ryker, I’ve always been yours. I’ve just been waiting for you to claim me,” I tell him, my breath lodged in my chest as I wait to see how he answers my bold statement.

Chapter 10

Ryker

I know she is at the shop before I even see her. I swear I can smell her, can see the lines of her curves, taste the flavor of her pussy on my tongue. Hell, I’ve tasted her since we left that office and I held her close as we faced the bar. Everyone knew what we’d done, what I’d done to her.

Their focus had been on us, the surprise clear on their faces.

I didn’t give a fuck. I pulled Lola closer, had my hand right on her luscious ass, and let every bastard know that she was mine.

“Someone’s here to see you,” Rocco calls out.

I roll out from under the car, my body covered in grease and sweat, my focus on the hot little ass in front of me. Lola stands there in these cutoff shorts, her long legs tanned, creamy, and so fucking smooth. I let my gaze travel up her thighs, over the small patch of denim that covers her delicious, sweet pussy, over her midriff that’s shown, and up to her generous breasts.

Fuck, ever since I had my mouth on her cunt, felt her grinding her pussy on my lips, riding me like she was dying to get off, all I can think about is shoving my cock deep in her and tearing through her cherry.

I stand and grab a towel to wipe off the grease and sweat from my face. She’s looking so fucking good I can’t even think straight at the moment. All I can imagine is having my face buried between her thighs, eating her out until she comes all over my face. I want to do it over and over again, make her sore, sensitive because of my lips and tongue.

“Hey,” she says softly, and glances down as if she’s embarrassed.

I move closer to her, lift her head up with a finger under her chin, and lean in an inch. “Baby, those pink cheeks aren’t necessary. I’ve had my mouth all over your virgin cunt, tasted your sweet arousal and claimed you as mine already.” Her cheeks turn even redder.