“I have more stuff in my apartment that you can try,” I tell him in a shaky whisper, which is all I can manage. “If you like.”
Ryker’s lips curve into a grin. His eyes gleam as he brushes a strand of my hair away from my cheek.
“I’d like that.”Chapter EightRyker
Like? No. That’s not the word.
On the way to Claire’s apartment, my chest feels almost painfully tight, like my heart and my lungs are about to burst. And my lower half feels pretty much the same way.
I want her. I’ve been wanting her for a long time, but I put up this dam to keep the desire in. And it’s like that dam has just collapsed completely.
I want her. I need her. Just as badly as the oxygen I can’t seem to get enough of right now. It’s like I’ve been hooked up to a machine that’s been doing all the breathing for me and now I have to breathe on my own in order to live.
I want Claire. And I’m having her.
If only my feet could go faster up this fucking staircase.
Finally, we reach her apartment. Claire seems to be fumbling with her keys, so I take them and open the door. As soon as we step inside, I toss the keys on top of the shoe rack so I can put my hands on her. I grip her waist and pin her against the door, closing it. Then I crush her lips with mine.
Claire moans into my mouth. Her fingers get lost in my hair, some pulling at the strands and the others applying just the right amount of pressure on my scalp as she kisses me back. She grips the collar of my jacket as she parts her lips and offers me her tongue, which I suck and rub my own tongue against. Then she starts to push my jacket off my shoulders.
I shrug it off. It gets caught on my wrists so I take a step back to pull it off and kick off my shoes at the same time. I toss my jacket on the shoe rack.
Claire takes the opportunity to remove her coat and her boots. Once she’s rid of them, I grab her velvet turtleneck blouse by the hem and pull it over her head. As I jerk it away, her ponytail comes undone. Her hair spreads over her shoulders like a golden waterfall.
I grab a handful of it as I kiss her again. She clutches the hem of my shirt and rolls it up to my armpits. I yank it over my head and toss it aside.
Once it’s out of the way, I pull Claire towards me so I can feel her breasts against my chest as I plant my lips on the side of her neck. I gently suck on the skin as I caress her curved back. Then I bring my mouth to her ear. I nibble on the lobe while my fingers work on the hook of her bra. I lick it and she shudders.
After I unhook her bra, I give Claire some space to slide the straps off her arms and get rid of it. Then I pull her against me once more as I kiss the other side of her neck. Her nipples rub against my skin and heat travels all the way to my groin.
“Where’s the nearest bed?” I whisper in her ear.
Claire doesn’t answer. She just gives me a grin, grabs my hand and leads me past the kitchen and the living room to the bedroom. There, she slips out of her pants. I watch her, mesmerized by the woman she’s become. My cock throbs in my briefs.
She stands in front of me in her underwear and places her hand on my cheek as she gazes into my eyes. I lower my face and grip her waist as we kiss. Her hand slides to the back of my neck. The other one moves between our bodies and cups the bulge in my crotch.
Even through the layers of fabric, I feel her touch and I suck in a breath. I feel the friction as she starts to move her hand and it’s too much. I grab her wrist and lead her to the bed. She lies on top of it and I kiss one of her breasts.
I take it inside my mouth and Claire’s back arches. A gasp leaves her lips. I suck on the firm, round flesh and lick her nipple while I play with her other breast. I rub its stiff peak between my fingers and she moans. Another shudder goes through her.
I continue to swipe the tip of my tongue against her nipple as I move my hand down her side. I follow her hipbone down the middle and her legs part. My fingers brush against her underwear and I rub the front. It’s hot and wet. I slip my hand inside and find her other pair of lips, soft and drenched. I stroke them before slipping a finger inside.