I shake my head, appreciating his thoughtfulness, but knowing what I need. “I want to be with you in every sense of the word, Ryder. Now. I want to erase those horrible memories now and forever.”
I give my mouth to him, our tongues colliding and our hands holding on to the one thing that matters. One another.
Ryder’s hands trail up and down my body before landing firmly on my ass. He squeezes my cheeks and I whimper as he pulls me closer.
His lips move away from me, and with our foreheads pressed together, he asks, “Are you sure you want this??”
“Yes. You’re all I want, Ryder.” My words are truer than anything I’ve ever spoken.
I’ve never been a wishy-washy person. Someone who straddled two lines. I’m the kind of girl who’s always known what she wanted. And I’ve gone after it. Whether or not it was a cause or a protest or a decision; when I make up my mind, I don’t waver.
“I just want you,” I tell him and his eyes are no longer wounded, hurt. When I look in his eyes, I see devotion. I see desire. I see our future.
“I’ll never let you go,” he tells me.
He carries me to the cot and lays me down on top of a wool blanket.
“Don’t make me wait anymore,” I tell him.
He doesn’t. I’m wearing nothing but his coat and he pulls it open. I shrug out of it, wanting to be completely bare as I give him my heart.
He tugs off my panties and drops his pants, kicking off his boots and pulling his T-shirt over his head. I’ll never get tired of the sight before me. His broad shoulders, his chiseled abs, the deep V leading my eye toward his groin. My pussy grows wet as I take him in.
“You look so solid,” I tell him. “Hard. Firm. Mine.”
“And you, Justine, you look so soft.”
My body responds to his words, and I release a long sigh. People never describe me as soft. I’m described as forthright and no-nonsense. But Ryder sees me as more than that. He sees me as vulnerable, as a woman, he sees me as someone with more dimensions than I sometimes see in myself.
Ryder pulls off his boxers, his long thick cock so hard and ready. He leans over me and I reach for him. On this bed made for one, we lie together.
His arms are on either side of my body, and under him, I feel so small. His shoulders are broad and his eyes piercing. He’s all man, and right now he is all mine.
I don’t want him to wait. I am greedy and in heat. I am ready and wanting.
I run my hands over his length that grows under my touch. When his mouth moves to my breasts, his tongue circles my hard nipples, and my pussy responds to what I know is coming.
I gave Ryder my virginity, and right now I want to give him my forever.
“Come to me, Ryder, I need to feel you in me.”
“I don’t have a...” He looks back at his jeans on the floor, biting his bottom lip with regret.
I realize he’s talking about protection, about not bringing any.
“I don’t care,” I tell him. “I just need you now.”
“There are consequences for that, you know that right?” He raises an eyebrow pushing my hair from my forehead
“I may have been a virgin but I’m no fool. I want this. I want you. I want us.”
“I fucking love you, Justine,” he tells me. His words are so sure that my heart constricts. I forget to breathe.
Ryder loves me.
“It’s not just because I’ll let you go bareback?” I ask with a smile.
“Don’t say that, baby,” he growls. “I love you, regardless of how we fuck. I love you because you make me want to be a better man. I love you because you rushed into my life and fucking changed my world in the best possible way. I love you and it isn’t just about sex. With you, it’s about forever. I love you, Justine. Just the way you are.”
He brushes away my tears with his thumb, our bodies thrumming with heat and desire and promises we both intend to keep.
“I love you too,” I tell him breathlessly. My eyes are full of tears and swear I haven’t stopped crying all day long. When Ryder moves inside me, my legs wrap around him, our hearts already knit together as one. “I love you so much,” I say as he thrusts deep inside me, his cock filling up my core, my pussy awake and wet.
Our fingers lace together as he moves against me with a need we haven’t shared before.
We aren’t having sex; that much is obvious.
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