“I’m gonna fuck you right here in your kitchen. I’m gonna make you come so much that you will feel me touching you even when I’m not there. And when you’re out with that asshat, you’re gonna know you are mine,” I told her.
She moaned, “Oh yes.” I ground myself against her sweet ass. Her fingers were clawing at the counter.
“You’re a fucking dream, Andi.” I ran my hand down the front of her corset, down to her core; she was soaked. I pulled back and quickly removed her panties. I unleashed my straining cock and gripped her hips, pulling them back as I thrust inside her.
“Mine,” I groaned with a hard thrust. She pushed her hips back wanting more. I went at her pussy like I was afraid she would disappear. Her screams were music to my ears.
“Whose sweet pussy is this?” I wanted to hear the words from her mouth. She just moaned in response. I stopped my thrusts.
“Whose?” I growled.
“Yours, oh God, yours. Ryder, please.”
Her pleas sent me into a frenzy. I lost any control I had and went with the feeling. I continued to grip her hip with one hand and brought the other to her breast. I kneaded her through the tight fabric, her moans echoing around the kitchen. It was beautiful; I wished I could press record on this moment and relive this shit over and over. She was close; her body was starting to tremor. Hell, I wasn’t going to be able to hold out much longer either.
“Come for me, Andi. Scream whose dick is inside you.” I was holding on by a thread. Thankfully seconds later she gave in to ecstasy, screaming my name and milking me for all I was worth. Sex with Andi kept getting better and better. She took everything I gave, and the best part was she craved it.
When we were both done, she collapsed against the counter. I eased out of her and scooped her up against my chest. Her body was almost fluid-like, she had been thoroughly fucked. I wanted to keep her this way, sated because of me. I walked us into her room and set her on the bed. Once she was comfortable, I went into the bathroom, cleaned up, and brought a washcloth out and cleaned her up. Her eyes were hooded; I swear if she could, she would have purred. I went back out to check on the dogs and make sure her doors were locked. Then I stripped my clothes and climbed into bed with my little sex cupcake.
“You probably don’t wanna wear that to bed do you?” I asked, gesturing to her corset; it couldn’t be very comfortable.
She shook her head. She sat up and started undoing the eyelets on the front one by one. Once they were all undone, she threw the corset on the floor and lay back against her pillow. Her breasts were on full display. I was glad she didn’t get shy on me; I didn’t want anything obscuring my view of her beauty. She was magnificent. I lay down next to her and pulled her body across mine. She reached down and covered us with the blankets.
“I enjoyed your dinner—and your surprise,” I told her. It was a damn good dinner. Simple, but perfect. I had to admit, it was nice to have someone care about me and want to take care of me.
“I wanted to do something for you,” she purred, snuggling into me more.
I really liked it. I kissed her forehead.
“Tell me something about you I don’t know,” she asked.
I wanted to be completely open with her. I wanted this woman in my life for as long as I could have her. She was perfect.
“As soon as I turned eighteen, I joined the military. I just wanted to do some good and help people. My best friend since junior high was going to sign up with me, but chickened out at the recruiter’s office. The marines kept me busy. I was deployed a lot. I came back as a surprise for Christmas one year. I was happy to be home. I missed everyone—my parents, my best friend Alex, and my girlfriend, who I was hoping to call my fiancée that holiday. It didn’t work that way. Obviously I’m not married. I found out the reason Alex didn’t go into the marines was because he stayed behind to be with my girlfriend. Two years they had been together. I got out of the military and joined the FBI. I see them around every once in a while. I think they are having their second kid soon.” I didn’t get pissed about it anymore. They were perfect for each other. He was there for her when I was trying to do other things.
“I’m sorry.” Her voice was small, not that of the happy, sated Andi she’d been before.
“I’m fine. I didn’t tell you that to make you feel sad. I just… Shit, I just wanted to be open with you. You’re going to be hanging around with another man. I just wanted you to know I’ve been there before. But this time I trust you. You and me. We are it, sweetness.”
She nodded into my chest. I touched my fingers to her chin and lifted her lips to mine. She kissed me and then nestled back into my chest.
“I like you a lot, Ryder,” she confessed.
I wasn’t ready for confessions of love, although it felt like I was heading there fast. Resisting the urge to fall for her would be like breathing underwater.
“I like you a lot too,” I told her and kissed her head again. “Sleep.”
It didn’t take long before her breaths evened out and she was asleep. I remained awake for another hour just soaking up the feeling of her in my arms.
CHAPTER 19
Andi
I heard movement near my bed, making my eyes snap open. Turnip was walking around with one of his toys. I guess he was done sleeping; thankfully he would occupy himself until I was ready to get up. I felt an arm tighten around my waist. Ryder. He’d stayed with me again. My body warmed thinking about what we’d done in the kitchen. It had been pure, raw fucking. The way he filled me to the point of almost pain. Stretching me to my max, right there against the counter. It was hot. His brand of fucking would be my undoing. An addiction.
I slowly turned around to face him. His eyes were closed; his mouth was parted, slow and steady breaths making their way through his lips. Even in sleep he had a sexual, masculine magnetism to him. I was drawn to him, wanted to please him. He was right when he said I would think about him touching me always. I could still feel him inside me. I wanted to touch him. With a little luck, I managed to slide out from his grasp. He rolled over onto his back, and he was still naked. Perfect!
I slid down and gave his soft dick a kiss. He stirred but didn’t wake. My tongue snaked out and licked him. He started to harden, growing more and more. Wetness pooled between my legs. I looked up at his face; his eyebrows were furrowed, but he was still asleep. I took him in my mouth, sliding down as far as I could go. His hips surged forward toward me. I slowly slid back up and then down. Taking my time. Stopping to lick him from shaft to head. Sucking the tip and sliding back down. Low moans were coming from him. He had yet to wake up. I teased and sucked his cock, moving faster, not able to get enough of him.
A hand gripped my hair; my sight flew up to meet his beautiful green eyes staring back at me. His eyes were full of hunger and need. I kept my gaze on him and continued sucking his hard cock. I wanted him to watch me as my head bobbed up and down. The grip in my hair tightened, causing me to moan. His hips thrust up to meet my eager mouth. I moaned, causing vibrations to surround his cock.
His hands went under my arms, and he hauled me on top of him. Both of us wild and uninhibited, ready for rapture. I lifted up as he lined himself at my entrance. I impaled myself on him with a moan. Shivers danced across my skin. His fingers dug into my hips, making me spur forward.
Oh my, that felt good.
“Ride me, sweetness,” he commanded softly.
He didn’t have to tell me twice. I worked him slowly, lifting my hips as his met with mine. My toes started to curl; my fingers gripped his shoulders for support. I was so close. His hands left my hips and went straight to my nipples: playing with them, rolling them between his fingers, then pinching them, causing little shocks of pleasure to shoot down to my pussy.
“Fuck,” he growled.
He jackknifed up so that our chests rubbed against one another as I moved over him. Back and forth, up and down. His veined shaft sliding against my clit with every movement. His mouth crushed to
mine, kissing me in between grunts and moans. He gripped my hips and moved me harder against him. Then it hit me. My orgasm crashed into me like a head-on collision. My body pulsed and throbbed as I kept riding him.
“So sweet,” he groaned as he found his release.
My body gave out and collapsed over his chest. We stayed silent as our heartbeats started to slow. Light guilt started to come over me as I worried that he probably wanted to sleep more. One of the guys that I had dated didn’t want to be woken up for anything, even sex. Sounds stupid, but he valued his sleep.
“I hope you didn’t mind me waking you up. I just couldn’t help myself,” I admitted into the crook of his neck.
His body started shaking. I pulled back to look at his face. When he saw my serious face he couldn’t keep his laughter silent anymore.
“Seriously? Oh, cupcake. You can wake me up any time you need me. You want my body, sweetness, it’s yours anytime you need it. Fuck sleep. I’ll sleep when I’m dead, but while I’m living I want to feel you around me. Hear you scream my name when you come. I mean it. I am yours, Andi.”
I leaned up and kissed him. He was quickly becoming everything I needed and more. I wanted to keep him. Maybe forever. I lifted off him and went to the bathroom to clean up. Afterward I snuggled up next to him, just basking in his warmth.
“About your new assignment,” he started to say.
“We don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to,” I told him. I knew he didn’t agree with letting me help.
“No, we need to talk.”
I just kissed his chest and nodded for him to continue.
“You need to give him a call and tell him you wanna have a date of sorts. The guy you were seeing was an ass and you need a friend. I’m gonna get you set up with a mini camera. I’ll be around watching and listening. You don’t need to start off trying to get him to solicit drugs to you. We’ve waited a long time to crack him. We can wait for it to happen safely and naturally. He will either show you who he is right away or hide it and then reveal his true nature later.”
I wasn’t sure what to think about that. I didn’t want to pretend to date this guy forever.
“You still with me, cupcake?”
I nodded, and he continued. “I’m also going to teach you some basic self-defense and how to shoot a gun. I want you safe and able to protect yourself. It might not be that way at first, but you are about to be thrown into a world of criminals, sex, drugs, and money.”
A shudder ran through my veins. I knew I was doing was the right thing, but it still didn’t mean I wasn’t scared. I was. I was scared I would be a terrible actress and Gavin would know I was lying and would do something terrible to me. Somehow Ryder must have known what I was thinking.
“I swear nothing will happen to you. I mean it, Andi. I will keep you safe.” His tone made me believe him. No matter what happened, he would make sure I was okay.
“Okay,” I told him.
His arms tightened around me, sealing his words. I would be okay; we would be okay. We fell back into a comfortable silence and finally fell asleep wrapped around each other.
CHAPTER 20
Ryder
Andi all hot and sweaty was another version of her I really liked. Yoga pants, skirts, tutus, and now sweat. There wasn’t anything that turned me off when it came to her.
After she got off work the next day, we spent the evening together while I taught her basic self-defense. She was a natural, and she took her lesson very seriously—until she had me pinned and I couldn’t help but ravish her. Her on top of me with an air of authority surrounding her was too much for me to take. I was a bad boy, and I needed to be punished.
After we were through with each other, we had dinner and then took a shower. We were just too tired to do anything other than relax together. I played fetch with her boys while she painted her toes. It was normal. I hadn’t had something normal like this in a long time, and I had to admit it was nice.
She had called Gavin that morning, and they’d set up a date for dinner on Wednesday to chat. I had until then to make sure she was prepared for anything.
The next day, after she dropped off some cupcakes at a wedding, I took her to the gun range and taught her how to shoot. A .22 was the gun of choice. She could keep it in her purse, and if he ever found out about it, she could just say she liked to carry it for protection. It wasn’t a lie; he just didn’t need to know it was protection against him.
After a romp in the sheets, she fell into a deep sleep while I couldn’t sleep for shit. My mind kept running through what was going to happen the next day. Andi had set it up so that Gavin would pick her up at her shop when her workday was over. I knew Gavin was a sly fucker. He would be romantic and charming. He would use every play in the book to win Andi. She’d obviously chosen me over him, but I didn’t want to sit there while he put the moves on her. Hell, what was I going to do if he tried to kiss her? It wasn’t like she could hold back. How could she explain not touching him? Sex or anything of the sort was off the table. No way in hell was anything like that going to happen. But his lips touching her sweet plump lips? My body tensed just thinking about it. Andi’s sweet body snuggled up to mine more in that moment, and she murmured in her sleep. I didn’t want to lose her. I kissed her hair and went into a meditative state. Not asleep but not thinking either.
The moment had come for Andi’s date. I was cool and calm on the outside, but on the inside I was on edge and ready to knock someone out.
“Alright, this necklace has a hidden camera in it. We can see and hear everything that goes on. There won’t be any way for us to communicate with you though. I don’t want to put a piece in your ear—that’s too noticeable. Just act normal. We will always be close. If you need us to intervene for any reason, just say the word punisher. That’s your safe word. We will get you out of there immediately,” I told her while putting the diamond-and-white-gold necklace around her neck.
She looked up at me and nodded. She was nervous. I could see it plain and simple. I put my hands on her cheek and looked her straight in the eyes. “I meant what I said the other night, Andi. Nothing will happen to you.”
She took a deep breath at my words, taking in what I said and calming herself down.
“Now we’re gonna go. Just be your sweet self.” I kissed her fiercely, hoping she would be thinking about our kiss while she was out. I pulled myself away from her and walked off toward the van.
Rex and I both sat in the air-conditioned van we had repossessed and stuffed full of telecommunication equipment.
“You gonna be able to do this?” Rex asked me. He and I had been friends since I joined the FBI; he knew everything that had happened with my ex.
“Got no choice. I just want to get this son of a bitch and keep her safe.” It was the straight truth, the only option I had.
Rex nodded at me and went to work getting the hidden camera turned on. We watched, from the cameras that were installed on the outside of the shop, as Gavin pulled up to the door, got out, and walked around to let Andi in.
“Turn it on,” I told Rex, and the camera went live.
“So, do you like Italian? I thought we could go to Bella Luna. They have the best pasta you will ever taste,” Gavin said enthusiastically.
“Sounds good. I haven’t been there before. And I definitely love pasta. I make really good pasta too. Just add some spinach, tomatoes, and shrimp. It’s a … really good.” She was rambling.
Gavin just laughed it off. “We’ll have to get together again. You make your pasta, and I’ll make you my famous tiramisu.”
It was getting hard already, listening to him proposition a next time with her. I took a deep breath and continued to listen to them ramble on about nothing for the rest of the ride.
Once they got to the restaurant and were seated, we finally got a good look at him. His blond hair was gelled to perfection, and he was wearing a dress shirt and dress pants. He looked every bit the part of a normal businessm
an.
They ordered quickly, and then Gavin broke into a smile and spoke. “You look really beautiful. You haven’t given me the time of day since the wedding. I’m glad you called.”
“Me too. I had fun that night.” She kept it short.
Come on, Andi. As much as I didn’t want her to flirt with him, this was her mission now.
“Excuse me, I just need to go to the bathroom real quick.” She excused herself and walked off.
I jumped out of the van and quickly made my way through the kitchen and to the ladies’ room. I opened the door to see her leaning with her hands on the sink.
“Ryder? What are you doing in here?”
Her voice was shaky. I walked up to her and wrapped my arms around her.
“What’s wrong, cupcake?”
She hugged me tightly, not willing to let go. “I’m not that person. I’m not that person who can be with one man and be interested in another. I don’t know.”
I knew this was going to be hard. But we couldn’t back out now. She’d made a deal with the FBI; we had to go through with this. I hated her being at war with herself.
“I know, Andi. You can do this, sweetness. You are brave and strong. You know you aren’t actually interested in him. I know it too. You can do this. Just pretend he’s an uptight, suit-wearing version of me.” I added the last part in for laughs.
She chuckled and looked me in the eyes.
“I can do this,” she said, more for herself than anything.
I kissed her briefly. “Okay, you gotta get back out there. You still feel me?” She knew what I was asking.
“I do.” She hugged me and walked out the door.
Thinking that she really did still feel me touching her—with my lips, my tongue, my hands, or my dick—made things better for me. I left the ladies’ room, which thankfully no one had come into while we chatted.
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