Mistletoe Mischief (Falling in Mistletoe #2)

Chapter Twenty-three

A lthough Pike was starving, it was hard to sit there for the next thirty minutes and finish his meal. He couldn’t stop thinking about getting Ryler alone and kissing every inch of her body, starting with her lips and ending at her pussy. When the waiter finally came back with the check, Pike pulled his wallet out and set his card down, ignoring Ryler’s protests.

“You don’t have to pay for my dinner,” she said, picking up her purse off the floor. Technically, you are my guide.”

“Not tonight I’m not,” he said. “Tonight, I am a man taking out a beautiful woman.”

Ryler blushed. “We don’t have to make this anything more than what it is.”

“And what is this exactly?” Pike asked.

“It’s two people who are attracted to each other and have an irresistible itch that they need scratched.”

“I don’t know how I feel about being compared to a mosquito bite.”

Ryler laughed. “It’s just an expression. I only mean that we can keep this casual and fun, and we don’t have to turn it into anything more complicated. I’ll be gone by Christmas, and everything in Mistletoe will go back to normal after I leave.”

“Yeah, my new normal,” Pike said bitterly, thinking about Adventures in Mistletoe and Anthony, something he’d been trying to avoid. What would happen when he returned to town tomorrow? Would he pull out of the business, his dream? Could they continue to run the place, even if they were no longer friends?

“I think we should have some ground rules for this,” she said .

“Fire away,” Pike said, keeping his attention on the subject at hand.

“I think that as long as we’re together, we should only talk about happy things, so it doesn’t kill the mood.”

The waiter took Pike’s card and went behind the counter to run it.

“Fair enough,” Pike said.

“In addition, I don’t think we should share this with anyone, especially the rest of the Excursions crew.”

Pike nodded in agreement. “Completely doable.”

“And if at any point either one or both of us wants to end this, we need to be completely honest,” Ryler said. “We don’t need to make it awkward after the fact. We just rip off the Band-Aid.”

“We’re just casually hooking up to stave off the holiday lonelys,” Pike joked.

“It works for me,” she said.

“Are there any rules for what we do together?” he asked.

“Define do ,” she said.

“Like we’re not gonna tell anybody that we’re having extracurriculars,” he said, “but are we going to go to dinner like we are now? Or is this more of a late-night text, quickie on my lunch break kind of thing?”

“I think it would be pretty suspicious if we were doing date-like activities together, don’t you think?” Ryler asked.

“Noted,” he said. “So this will be our last dinner just the two of us.”

“I think that’s best,” she said. “And if either one of us finds the experience tonight to be not as gratifying as we expect, no hard feelings in the morning.”

Pike almost spit out his drink. “I think we’re going to be fine.”

“Just because we had one good kiss doesn’t mean we’ll have the right chemistry for sex. I just want you to know that if there are no fireworks, we’re good.”

If Ryler thought that she was going to get a lackluster performance, she was going to be in for a shock.

“Anything else?” he asked gruffly.

“I think we’ve established the main boundaries.”

Doc walked into the restaurant and waved at them, making his way over. “How was everything?”

“It was good, Doc,” Pike said.

“Are you going to stay the night? ”

“Yeah,” Pike said, waving his hand toward the dark window. “With the snow coming down outside, I think we’re going to wait it out until morning and give the road crew time to plow.”

“Do you happen to have another room?” Ryler asked.

“I don’t, but if you’re uncomfortable, I could have a cot brought up,” Doc said.

Pike shot Ryler a quizzical look, his eyebrow arched. What was she doing? They’d just agreed to cross the line, and now she wanted to move out of the room?

“No, that’s fine. I was just wondering,” she said.

“Alright, then,” Doc said, crossing his arms. “I hope the two of you get some rest.” Doc pointed his finger at Pike. “Stop letting girls push you in waterfalls to get my attention. If you want to come visit, just make the drive.”

Pike laughed. “Will do.”

“It was nice to meet you,” Doc said to Ryler.

“You, too,” Ryler said.

Doc left the restaurant, and the waiter came back with Pike’s card and the receipt. Pike signed the receipt and set it aside.

“Ready to go?” Pike asked.

“Absolutely,” Ryler said.

They got up from the table, and Pike placed his hand on the small of Ryler’s back, guiding her out the door. As they climbed the stairs, Pike’s heartbeat kicked up the closer they got to the room. This was the moment of truth, whether their next few moments would be spent in pleasure or fizzle out.

When they were standing outside the door, Pike stuck the key in and twisted it to the side. It released with a telltale click, and he’d no more than pushed the door open, when Ryler grabbed him by the front of his shirt and dragged him in after her.

Pike kicked the door closed seconds before Ryler wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling his face down to hers. Their mouths melted in a passionate fusion, tongues tangling and circling. Pike’s hands gripped her lower back, sliding down over her round ass and squeezing her cheeks. Ryler gasped against his mouth before opening hers wider, and he deepened the kiss, loving her eager thrusts and parries against his.

Pike let her push him back toward the bed, and when the backs of his knees hit the side, he sat down. Ryler followed him, straddling his lap without breaking their contact, and he closed his eyes at the warmth of her pussy branding his cock through their jeans. Pike reached up, tangling his hands in her hair, and he pulled her ponytail holder out in one quick pull.

Ryler broke their kiss with a gasp. “Ow! Gentle! My hair is attached to my head.”

“Sorry,” Pike said, massaging the back of her head with his fingertips, tracing the lines of her neck to her shoulders, when his fingers dug in there.

Ryler moaned, her head falling back. “Oh my god, that feels amazing.”

Pike leaned forward, kissing the lines of her throat as he kneaded her muscles, working his way down her arms and around to her back. When he reached the area above her ass, his mouth trailed kisses along the column of her throat and down until he encountered the collar of her T-shirt.

“We have got to get some of these clothes off,” Pike said.

“I thought we were just coming up here to kiss,” Ryler teased.

Pike tangled his fist in her hair, his mouth gently connecting with her jaw. “Is that all you want Ryler?” he whispered against her skin. “Do you just want me to kiss you?”

Pike’s hands gripped the bottom of her T-shirt and lifted it up, dragging it over her stomach, exposing her gorgeous body inch by inch. She stretched her arms above her head, making it easier for him to divest her of her T-shirt. When she sat before him in just her bra, her full breasts nearly overflowing the cups, Pike licked his lips in anticipation.

“Mmm, beautiful.”

He dropped his mouth to her collarbone, showering her skin with light kisses. “Is this all you were looking for?” he asked. “Do you just want me to kiss you here?”

“No,” Ryler murmured, and his mouth drifted lower, his lips caressing the curves of her breast.

“Should I stop here?” he asked.

He felt her move and watched as she reached behind her and undid her bra, sliding the straps down her arms. To his surprise, she cupped her breast, her thumb gliding over the nipple.

“I think you should keep going,” she said.

“Do you now?” He reached out and covered her right breast with his hand, squeezing the soft flesh. With his other hand, he pulled her hair slightly, and she followed his lead, leaning back to give him better access to her left nipple. Pike sucked the hard peak in his mouth, tonguing it with quick strokes.

“Oh,” she whispered. “Yes.”

Pike continued to squeeze her breast, increasing the pressure as his mouth sucked her nipple deeper. Afraid the pressure would be too much, he let off, but she whispered, “Harder.”

Pike’s dick twitched at her plea, and he obliged, squeezing her until she gasped, “Enough.” Learning her threshold, he nipped at her nipple, and she bucked on his lap. The fact that Ryler wasn’t afraid to tell him what she wanted made her all that much hotter, and he wanted to push her to her limits to find out exactly what pressed all her buttons and make her scream his name.

Pike released her breast and flipped her onto her back, sliding off the bed to stand at the end of it. He reached for her pants, but she pushed his hands away, slipping to her knees in front of him. To Pike’s utter shock and anticipation, Ryler grabbed his belt, pulling it through the loops and working his jeans open. When she pushed his jeans and his underwear past his hips to his knees, his cock sprang forth, bobbing inches from her face.

Fuck, he liked her down there, staring at his cock like it was a lollipop she couldn’t wait to lick. Her hand wrapped around his length and traveled upward and over the head, his breath caught when she glided her thumb across the tip. Pike threw his head back, eyes closing, losing himself in the feel of her touch.

When her mouth closed over the tip, he cradled her head in both hands as she lapped at him with that eager tongue. Fuck, he wanted her to take more of him. To thrust deeper. He wanted to sink all the way in until he hit the back of her throat and felt the muscles spasm around the head of his dick. But he held himself back. He kept a tight rein on his control. Her tongue massaged his shaft as he pulled back out, and her mouth came off him with a pop.

“If I do something you don’t like,” he said, stroking his thumb over her cheek, “tap my hip twice.”

Ryler laughed. “So don’t bite down?”

Pike spluttered. “Keep talking like that, and he’s gonna go away.”

“We wouldn’t want that,” Ryler said, cupping his balls, rolling the orbs in her hand.

“Hmmm, fuck. ”

“Although a little bit of teeth might make you nervous, I like it,” she said, running her tongue over his balls, before looking up at him with luminous eyes. “You’re not gonna break me, and I swear, if you do something I’m not into, I won’t hesitate to say something.”

Oh, that was the wrong thing to say .

Pike’s fingers dug in slightly behind her ears, and he pulled her back to his cock, pressing against those full lips until she opened them over his head. Her mouth widened as he thrust inside, her lips closing over him as he pumped in and out. His length disappeared when he pushed all the way in, biting his lip as her fingernails dug into his ass and she met his motions, making guttural moans that vibrated against his tip, traveling up his dick to his balls. They tightened with happiness at the sensation, and he wanted to feel it again and again.

Pike usually let a woman set the pace at first, but with Ryler, he wanted everything at once in case this was their only time together. He’d been dreaming about her mouth for days, those dick-sucking lips wrapped around him, making him melt. That sweet little tongue swirling his length. Ryler pressed all the way down on him, and he felt the back of her throat convulse against his tip, nearly undoing him, and he pulled out of her mouth with a shudder.

“Fuck me,” he said, breathing hard as he stroked her cheek. “You’re fucking perfection.”

“Thank you,” she said, licking his tip once more, making a big show of her tongue gliding over his flesh, and he couldn’t take it anymore. Picking her up by the armpits, he tossed her onto the bed. Kicking off his pants and underwear, shoes and socks, stripping madly, until he was completely nude, Pike was extremely aware of her watching him from her prone position.

“Take your fucking shoes off,” he growled.

Ryler didn’t hesitate, unlacing the boots and dropping them off the side of the bed. When she didn’t move fast enough for him, Pike took her by the ankles and tugged her closer. He removed her socks, rolling them down her feet and tossing them aside. Pike grabbed the button of her jeans and flicked it open, working the zipper down next until they were loose enough to remove. Pike yanked them all the way off, tossing them across the room, taking her panties with them. Without giving her a moment to catch her breath, he dragged her to the end of the bed and dived between her legs with his mouth covering her sweet pussy with his lips. His fingers spread her open, his tongue finding her clit and flicking it rapidly before nipping at her labia. Pike had always enjoyed going down on a woman, listening to her likes and dislikes, what made her tick, but with Ryler, he was driven by a desperate need to possess her. To absorb everything about her. Listening to her sweet cries as he curled his fingers inside her, rubbing at the rough skin just inside her pussy. He circled her G-spot as his lips closed over her clit, sucking it into his mouth with reverence and heat.

“Holy fuck, yes, please, so good!” Ryler cried out, a prelude to her body convulsing under his mouth, the sweet taste of her come on his lips, his tongue slurping up every bit of her pleasure.

“Pike,” she breathed out, her voice trembling. “That was …”

He grinned when she didn’t finish, obviously at a loss for words. If Ryler thought he wasn’t going to give her his absolute fucking best and leave her walking away from this bed with wobbly knees, she’d underestimated him. Just because she’d come didn’t mean he was done.

Pike didn’t stop licking and kissing her until she finally sighed, her body going limp under his mouth.

“Fuck, that was so much better than my dream.”

Pike stopped, his eyes rolling up to meet hers, which were wide, and he realized she hadn’t meant to say that out loud.

Oh, this was going to be so much fun.