Melt

He doesn't crack even the smallest smile. "I'll rephrase for clarity. Do you like me enough to want to fuck me, Lark?"

"You're a ten on that scale."

The corners of his mouth curve up. "I kept the pictures because I want to fuck you. I kept them because I'd look at them and imagine what was underneath your lace panties. I kept those pictures because they were the closest thing I had to this."

There's no time for anything, not a single breath, not a rational thought before he crashes his lips into mine and kisses me the way he did last Christmas.

***

My coat is on the floor within seconds after I shut my apartment door. He claws at me like a wild animal that has finally caught the prey it's been stalking for a lifetime. I reach to help shove his jacket from his shoulders.

"You've seen me nude." He throws his coat onto a chair. "You know what's underneath my clothes. I want to see you."

"It's a chore to get out of this." I wave my hands at my sides. "I had to get my neighbor to zip this up."

"Lucky neighbor." He chuckles as his shirt hits the floor. "I'll unzip it for you. You want this, right? I'm not misreading what's happening here, am I?"

How could he be? We kissed, without stopping once, in the taxi on the way over. I was practically in his lap by the time the driver slowed to a stop next to the curb in front of my building. I fumbled with my keys like an idiot before Ryker took them from my hand and unlocked the door to my apartment.

"Do you have condoms?" I ask in reply to his question. "I don't have any."

"I do," he shoots back with a wide grin. "I have two in my wallet. I'll need to put one on soon. I'm fucking dying here, Lark."

My eyes drop to his hands. He reaches into his wallet, tugging out a foil packet he offers to me. I take it without a word as I watch his hands move to the front of his pants.

He unzips them, pushing them down as he toes out of his shoes. His socks follow and suddenly he's standing before me in nothing more than black boxer briefs.

"I wish this was the first time you were seeing me like this." He hooks his thumbs in the briefs before he pushes them down.

I scan his entire body without any reservation. I don't care that the first time I saw it like this was in a picture on my phone while he stood next to a woman who looked just as flawless as he does nude.

I'm not perfect. I have a small roll around my tummy and my ass isn't as firm as I want, but my body is mine and judging by how hard his cock is, he wants me just as I am.

Chapter 13

Ryker

I slide that fucking ugly dress off her beautiful body before I feather kisses all over her shoulders. I leave her bra and panties on for now because I'm on the brink of coming already. There's a bead of pre-ejaculate on the tip of my cock that I want her to taste, but I don't push. I won't take from her tonight. I'll give if I can last long enough to savor the sweet torture that is her body.

I scoop her up when I kiss her, locking her legs around my waist. I cup her ass in my hand, the barrier of the lace of her black panties taunting me. Her pussy is on fire. I can feel how wet she is through the fabric. I can sense her need because it mirrors my own. It's there in her rapid breaths and the flush of the skin on her neck.

I kiss her as I carry her down the hallway. There's light streaming into the corridor from one of the rooms, so I take my chances and turn there. I see a bed and immediately stalk toward it.

She clings tightly to the condom package I handed her after I took it out of my pocket. She covets it like it's a gift.

She's the fucking gift. This woman's desire for me is the best present I've ever received.

I rest her gently on her back. "If I fuck this up by going too fast, forgive me, Lark. I feel like this is my first time. I want you so much I can't stand it."

She murmurs something under her breath before she reaches to the front of her bra. I push her hands away. I twist the clip and her bra pops open, her plump breasts just inches from my face. I can't resist. I lean down and graze my lips over one tight pale nipple. She squirms with the touch, so I take it between my teeth. I bite just hard enough to bow her back. I lick it then, the gentle lash of my tongue is enough to make her reach up and wind her fingers in my hair.

I've planned this out in my mind a million times. I'd lick her breasts, giving each the attention it deserves before I'd bury my mouth in her pussy. I wanted to taste her and feel her come against my lips before I felt her wrapped around my cock.

I can't wait. The pressure to fuck is too much, so I pull back and kiss her lips again. I have things I want to say, words I need to tell her but it's all buried so deep below my body's own need that I don't say a thing.

I yank the condom package from her and sheath myself quickly. I run my hand over the length of my shaft as her eyes follow my every move.

I grab the edge of her panties. My eyes glued to her body, to the swell of her breasts as her breathing increases both in depth and speed. She tries to help me pull them down, but I shake my head slightly. This is mine. I want this moment to belong to me. I've waited a fucking year for this.