Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 19979 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 100(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19979 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 100(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
My heart hammers as I grab the knob to his door and twist.
Without hesitation, I step inside.
“Whoa, so you just come into my room without asking, now—?” he starts to say, lying in his bed, but I cut him off by jumping right on top of him, my primal instincts threatening to take over.
“Shut up,” I whisper, pressing my finger over his lips. “You remember what I said?”
His eyes search my face. I can’t tell if he’s confused or excited. Slowly, he nods and I remove my finger.
“That what I did would never happen again.”
“That’s right,” I reply.
“And yet you’re here, straddling me on my bed.”
My pulse is racing. Heat coils inside me as I gasp a desperate breath. “That’s because I’m laying down ground rules.”
His eyes flare. “Ground rules?”
I feel a pressure between my legs. He’s getting hard.
“I want sex,” I say simply. “No strings, no feelings, just sex.”
“And what do I get out of that?” He sneers arrogantly back at me. Talk about a proud son of a bitch.
“Don’t play dumb, bro,” I reply, shaking my head. “I can feel you getting hard right now.”
He snorts a laugh and reaches up, sliding his hands beneath my T-shirt to grab my breasts.
His surprise move shocks me, and I almost slap him and jerk away, just out of instinct. But I quickly remember why I am here and lean into it.
The calluses on his palms are rough against my nipples—almost painful—but surprisingly, I like it.
After all, what has our relationship been but pain until now?
“I have to admit, you have great tits.”
He moves his hand down, and my body springs to life when he tugs at my waistband.
But I quickly stop him. “This is just physical. Understand?”
His eyes narrow. “Just?”
I can’t tell if he’s being serious or just screwing with me, but I nod anyway.
“Just.”
“Okay,” he replies, looking back at me, his expression unreadable. “Just sex. No promises.”
“And if you can’t follow the rules, you get nothing,” I say firmly, but maybe, just maybe, something in me wants to break them.
My vision starts to blur as I look down at him, my body blooming like a flower in the sun. His hand tugs my waistband from my belly, and he slides two fingers down to the same place he touched me earlier.
I take in a deep enough breath that I feel under control—at least for a few seconds before the tingling grows and the wetness spreads between my thighs.
This time, he uses my thumb, pressing it against my most sacred of places. My body reacts to the sensation that jolts through me, nearly sending me tumbling backwards.
“You’re so wet, princess,” he growls, causing my cheeks to flush. I drop my chin, letting my hair fall in front of my face, but Ryker quickly reacts. He flips me onto my back and tugs my pants all the way down to my ankles, fully exposing me before him.
Fear, heat, anxiety—they all spread through me as he drags his eyes down my half-naked body.
When they reach my sex, he licks his lips and roughly spreads my legs with his strong hands.
His eyes gleam down at me as he tugs up my shirt, exposing my breasts. Before I can stop him, his lips are wrapped around my nipples, sucking gently, causing me to draw a desperate gasp as he begins to kiss his way down my belly.
“Jesus…” I murmur, twisting on the mattress as he moves lower.
Exhilaration grasps me as I feel his breath on my mound, followed by the scruff of his chin against my sex. I can’t believe I’m doing this. No man has ever been this close to my innocence, and now that man is my step-brother, a sworn enemy of my family just a week ago.
Keeping my thighs open, I look down and find him looking up at me as he extends his tongue. I gasp as he spreads me open with a delicate craving that sends a shiver up my spine.
Every little movement he makes delights me as he traces the line of my slit and teases my button with precise, circular motions.
The change happens quickly inside me. It’s like a plane engine spinning up, getting ready for takeoff.
Whatever he’s doing to me is changing me, invoking emotions I never thought possible.
I want to reach down and touch him so badly, but as he moans into me, the vibrations from his throat send me soaring, and all I can do is grab the sheets as my body takes over.
All the air escapes my lungs, and my stomach knots as indescribable pleasure hits me like a truck. I feel a splash of moisture from my sex, mirrored by the slickness of his lips and chin.
I’d be self-conscious if I had any ability to think—but I don’t.
All I can do is ride it out as Ryker holds me down on the bed, his strong hands clasping my hips, and keeps his tongue right where it needs to be.