Challenging Ryker (Kringle Security #2)

Chapter 14

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Love.

What the hell was she thinking? That wasn't supposed to be what they were doing, but after their heart-to-heart, it was exactly what she wanted Ryker to do.

Make love to her and show her just how cherished she was.

"We have to go upstairs. I don't have any condoms down here with me."

Talk about throwing caution to the wind. She was going with her gut instinct and everything in her was screaming to trust Ryker. So she wasn't surprised by the next words that slipped out of her mouth.

"We don't need a condom. I'm on birth control and the doctors ran tests in the hospital. I'm good. I want to feel you with nothing between us."

Ryker jackknifed up, taking her with him. She let out a little squeal at the sudden movement but instinctively her arms went around his neck and her legs wrapped around his waist.

"Still not going to make love to you on the couch, sweetheart. That's meant to happen in our bed."

Our.

She liked the sound of that even though it was too soon. She was supposed to have learned her lesson about falling fast and hard. Ryker was different though, and she knew that in the depths of her soul.

He raced up the stairs two at a time.

"Slow down! You're not one hundred percent yet."

Ryker merely laughed her off. "I'm more than one hundred percent because of you, sweetheart."

The last brick guarding her heart crumbled. It didn't stand a chance, not with a man like Ryker. He didn't realize the power he held.

They entered the room and Ryker set her down gently on the floor. Both hands cradled her face and she was forced to look him in the eyes. It certainly wasn't a hardship. Not when the ones looking back at her held so much compassion.

"Are you sure about this? You're entitled to change your mind and I wouldn't be mad. I'm safe. I would never do anything to hurt you, and I've never had sex without a condom."

She took a deep breath. "I'm sure. I trust you but I want to be honest with you. I wish I could say the same but I wasn't given a choice." She wished she could take the words back when Ryker's eyes grew stormy.

"For tonight, how about we don't mention anything to do with him? You asked me to make love to you, and when you tell me things like that, I want to stake my claim. Not exactly the best idea if love is what you're looking for."

Her panties dampened immediately. There was something about the way he growled the word claim that made her want to jump his bones.

But that wasn't what tonight was about. He had shown her dirty. He had shown her possession. Tonight she wanted the sweet, to be claimed by him in a way that he never claimed another person.

She grabbed the hands that cradled her face and told him once again, "Make love to me, Ryker."

"As you wish, sweetheart."

He took his time undressing her and then himself until the two of them stood in front of the bed naked as the day they were born. His erection sat heavy between them.

"Have I told you today how beautiful you are?"

She shook her head. It was hard to think when he was looking at her with his eyes blown wide. Everything about him screamed that he couldn't wait to get inside her, but there was also a gentleness to his touch that she hadn't experienced before.

"You are, and you deserve to hear it often."

He backed them up until her legs bumped into the bed. Then in one sweep, he had her off her feet and in the middle of the mattress.

"I don't need flowery words."

Ryker ran his nose up the column of her neck and placed the first kiss just below her ear.

"Doesn't mean you don't deserve them."

She looped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer.

"Please, Ryker."

"Patience, sweetheart. I need to make sure you're ready for me."

He found out soon enough when he dragged his cock through her folds.

Drenched. That was the only way to describe what he did to her. He had only to look at her with a heated gaze and she was done for.

"Damn, Amelia. You're soaked."

She reached her hand between the two of them and fisted his erection. No sooner did she have him at her entrance when he pulled back slightly.

"One last time. Are you sure about this? Because once I take you bare, there's no turning back. This changes things between us."

She didn't need to think about it to know she was sure. Wrapping both legs around his waist, she used her body to communicate what she wanted. With heels dug in, she forced him forward.

"Sweet Jesus," Ryker hissed. "Damn, sweetheart, you feel good."

There was no more talking after that. Ryker's mouth fused with hers in an erotic dance of tongues. Their hips moved as one as they slowly made love to one another.

It wasn't rushed. There was no urgency to finish. It was slow and sensual, a way for their bodies to get to know each other on a primitive level. With each deep thrust, she felt herself getting closer and closer but she wasn't ready for it to be over. She didn't want this dance to end.

Ryker pulled his mouth from hers and whispered against her neck, "Never felt anything as good as this."

He gripped behind her knee and pulled her leg up tight against his ribs. The new angle had him going deeper, hitting that rough spot inside her that no one had ever hit before.

She bit down on the inside of her cheek to keep her orgasm at bay.

"I know you're right there, sweetheart. Give it to me."

Her body listened to his command despite her wishes. She flew off the cliff and hoped that he would catch her.

And he did. Just as she knew he would.

Ryker continued to screw her through her orgasm, and just when she thought he was ready to follow her, he rolled them both over so that she was on top.

"I want to finish like this. With you riding my cock and showing me how much you like it."

She planted her hands on his chest and arched her back just as she knew he liked.

"That's it."

Ryker set the pace from the bottom and she was more than happy to relinquish control to him. She matched him with each lift until she once again felt the buildup.

"I'm so close," she moaned.

"I know you are and I'm right there with you. Are you going to squeeze my cock like a good girl? Let me fill you with my cum?"

That was it. Those words were all she needed. This orgasm was much more intense; stars danced behind her eyes. Her whole body shook, and when Ryker screamed her name, her arms gave out and she fell onto his chest.

It was a few minutes of the two of them breathing heavily before either of them could say a word.

Ryker was the first to talk. "I don't think I've ever come so hard in my life."

"Me either, and I think that's why we're leaking all over the bed."

They both chuckled, but a sigh of disappointment escaped when he slipped his semi-hard dick out of her. It was crazy to think she missed him so soon.

"I'll be right back."

Amelia rolled away so she wasn't lying in the wet spot on the sheets. She had been right. Their combined juices darkened the grey sheet.

She closed her eyes and relished the feel until Ryker whispered, "Spread your legs for me, sweetheart."

"I think you broke me, baby. How about you give me a couple of minutes?"

She hissed when a wet cloth touched her sensitive lips. "I'll give you all the time you need after I clean you up."

Her eyes popped open and she watched with fascination as Ryker ran the damp washcloth over her body.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Like what?" she questioned.

"Like I've suddenly grown a second head," Ryker chuckled.

"I didn't think men did this kind of stuff in real life."

Ryker tossed the washcloth on the floor and climbed back into the bed. He pulled her so that she was half lying on his body with his arm wrapped around her.

It wasn't until they were both comfortable that he spoke again. "What kind of stuff do you mean?"

She only needed a second to think about it. "Cleaning a woman up after sex. Walking on the outside of the sidewalk. Opening up doors. You know those kinds of things. The guys always do that stuff in the romance books I read but I figured they were just fantasies written by female authors."

Ryker scoffed. "Real men do those kinds of things. I mean, a real man treats his woman like that. I'm sorry you never got to experience it before, but I'll be happy to show you it now."

She didn't say anything. She enjoyed their silence and the feel of Ryker drawing the infinity symbol along the back of her arm.

"Can I ask you something?" Ryker sounded unsure, so she immediately went on alert.

"You can ask me anything."

"You've mentioned these romance novels before and I can only guess, based on what you just said, that they include sex scenes. Am I right?"

She could feel the blush take over.

"That's correct."

"Have you ever wanted to recreate one of the scenes you read?"

Oh God. It wasn’t just her face that was blushing now. Nope, it had taken over her entire body.

"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. I was just curious."

"Yes," she blurted before she could change her mind. "I think one day I would like to."

"Okay."

"Wait. Just okay?"

"Yeah, sweetheart. Okay. You tell me when and I'm game."

She had no idea if she would ever be ready for that but at least she knew the option was there.

Maybe one day she would have the courage.

Amelia lay awake in Ryker's arms. He had fallen asleep a few minutes ago and the steady rhythm of his heartbeat should've put her to sleep, but instead, her mind was racing.

He had told her that things between them changed tonight because he had taken her bare. She wondered if he meant that or if it was said in the heat of the moment. She knew how she felt but would he ever feel the same?

Tonight she would have difficulty sleeping but it wouldn't be for the same reason she had in the past. Tonight, thoughts of Ryker would keep her awake, instead of Gavin.