Ryder (Slater Brothers 4)

My automatic response to that would normally be to put him in his place, but I couldn’t argue with him. What he said was fact. Sex had never been like that before him, and by God I knew it wouldn’t be like that after him either. He had ruined me for any other man, and I didn’t have a single fuck to give about it.

“Can we do it again?” I asked, my breathing still rapid.

Ryder muffled his laughter as he turned his head into his pillow. “Give me a few minutes,” he mumbled. “I’m not a machine.”

I hummed. “You sure about that? You have a serious amount of stamina.”

Again, Ryder laughed, and this time, he gave my breast another squeeze.

I fully expected us to have sex again straight away, but we didn’t. Instead we got to talking. Ryder asked questions about my parents, my job, Aideen, and my life in general. He gave me some of his background and I learned his parents died a few years ago and that he and his two brothers were raising the twins. They moved to Ireland for business, but he didn’t tell me what business that was. When I asked about it, he kissed me and that paved the way for us to have sex for the second time. When we were finished, I was too tired to breathe, let alone ask any more questions.

I fell asleep listening to Ryder chuckle and tease me about my lack of stamina, but I didn’t care because he quite literally fucked me to sleep, and let me just say, it was a hell of a way to be knocked out.

I tensed when I heard the vibrations of my phone. Someone was calling me because it was vibrating too long for it to be a text message. I groaned when the person didn’t hang up. I sat up on my bed and worried who would be ringing me during the middle of the night.

I groggily pushed my covers from my body and walked in the direction of the vibrations. I hissed and opened my eyes when my knee knocked into something hard. I reached down and rubbed the pain away before standing upright.

It didn’t take me long to realise I wasn’t in my bedroom, and it also didn’t take long for the memories of last night’s events to slam into me with the impact of a train. I gasped and flung my hand over my mouth. I spun around and widened my eyes when they landed on the sleeping form of Ryder Slater. My heart slammed into my chest as I took him in. His tanned, scuttled body was only half covered by his bed sheets and I had only God to thank for that.

I had sex with him, I told myself. Twice.

I let a huge smile over take my face, and barely contained myself from doing a happy dance. I had sex with a Greek fucking God. Two bloody times! Aideen was going to piss herself when I gave her a play by play of how well Ryder turned me out. The soreness I felt between my legs, and on other parts of my body, was a delicious reminder of just how well he fucked me.

I reluctantly tore my eyes away from him when I realised my phone was still vibrating.

“Shit,” I whispered and looked around for my clutch.

I found it near my discarded dress, and quickly picked it up. I retrieved my phone and almost passed out when I saw it wasn’t a phone call that had my phone vibrating, it was my alarm to wake me up for school. I checked the time and saw it was quarter past seven which meant I had forty-five minutes to get to class otherwise I was so fucked.

Bollocks.

I was about to put my phone away when I saw I had two text messages. One message was from Aideen, and the other from my sister. Aideen, unsurprisingly, wanted to meet up later to hear every detail of my night with Ryder, while Bronagh was letting me know something else.

Bronagh: I took a 5r out of ur drawer in ur room 4 me lunch, ok? U didnt leav me any €, but you probs were still drunk when u left 4 school so its cool. I didnt hear u come home last nyt, but if u hav a headache let me know nd I’ll make some chicken soup 4 u so u can eat it when u com home. C u l8r, luv u xx

I smiled as I read my sister’s message and wanted to give her a big hug. She was a darling girl and had a beautiful heart that I wished she would open up and share. It wasn’t right that only I got to see how brilliant she was.

I thumbed out a reply that I was okay—which wasn’t a lie, I was so okay—and told her I forgot about her lunch money. I apologised and told her I’d see her later when she came home from school. I didn’t let on that I stayed out all night, if she thought I came home then that’s exactly what I was going to let her think.

I didn’t know how she would receive my night with Ryder, so I figured it’d be best to keep it—him—to myself.

I put my phone back in my clutch, and silently scrambled around Ryder’s room. I found my bra that Ryder aimlessly flung behind him, put it on then got my dress back on. I picked up my heels, gripped my clutch and stared at Ryder for a few moments.

I wanted to wake him up and say goodbye, but I couldn’t because I was afraid I would cry. I wasn’t a fool; I knew it was a one-night stand. Not only was the sex off the charts amazing, but also his company made me smile. I was pissed for allowing myself to form a slight attachment but I couldn’t help it. He was really great, and my night with him was incredible and I would remember it forever.