Just once. That was all I needed.
Then I’d go back to real life. Back to what I’d been put on earth to do. Make up for the sins of my father.
No. Not going there. Not tonight…
I surrendered to the kiss, opened to it. My body heated, my skin prickling with fire. As I leaned into Ryan, his hardness nudged into my stomach. I resisted the temptation to back away.
You’re safe here. Trust him. You’re safe here.
I moved my hands forward and tangled them in his damp hair. He groaned into my mouth.
Did my touch do that to him? Did I have that much of an effect on him?
He broke the kiss and trailed his lips over my cheek to my ear, nibbling on my lobe, licking around the outer shell, and then poking his tongue into my ear canal.
“Oh!” The sensation was intense, traveling into my body like a strike of lightning.
“You okay?” he whispered.
“Yes. More than okay,” I said.
He moved his hands from my cheeks down my neck, my shoulders, down my arms, until he cupped one of my breasts.
I inhaled a swift breath, my nipple pebbling further. I wanted him to touch my nipple so badly. Thank God his mouth was on mine again, or I might have screamed out a command for him to.
And then he was. Thumbing my nipple.
The jolt surged between my legs, and I throbbed. Not only there, but also throughout my whole body.
I quivered, quaked in his arms. Ready to give in to whatever he wanted. Damn the consequences. I wanted to feel pleasure. Real pleasure. And I wanted to feel it with Ryan Steel.
Slowly I felt myself stepping backward. He was leading me toward the bed, still thumbing my nipple. When the back of my legs hit the mattress, I sat, Ryan coming with me, gently layi
ng me down onto my back.
He slid his lips from my mouth to my neck.
I went rigid.
“Baby?”
“That’s where he—that guy…”
“I’m sorry, Ruby. Do you want to stop?”
“No. I want to go on. I want to forget that guy. I want to forget my father. Every other horrible thing in the world. Kiss my neck. Please.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. Please.”
He obeyed, and I willed my body to relax. Neck kissing was supposed to be nice. And it was. When Ryan Steel was doing the kissing.
He continued down my neck, over my shoulder, to the top of my breasts. My nipples strained forward, longing for something… When his lips found one, I nearly flew off the bed.
How could anything feel so wonderful? He kissed my nipple lightly, his eyes meeting mine. He was looking for approval, so I smiled timidly.
And then he sucked the nipple between his lips.