“Why does it matter so much to her?” I asked Kaden.
He looked away from the TV.” Why does what matter so much to her?”
“Why does me staying here mean so much to her? I mean she just met me, it just doesn’t make sense.”
His eyes searched the room, looking everywhere but at me. I could just tell I wasn’t going to like the answer, but without my bike it wasn’t like I was going anywhere soon. The tension in my shoulders didn’t bode well for my patience.
“Kaden? What the fuck is going on here?”
He stood up and was looking down at me. “Relax man. She didn’t want me to tell you. She was pretty sure you’d flip your shit, which is what you are about to do.”
Fuck. Did she tell him what happened earlier? Maybe not, either way it was irritating as hell to be told what to do. Then there was that part of me who hoped she wanted me to stay because of me. Don’t ask me where the hell those thoughts came from.
“So explain it to me.”
“I don’t think I should.”
“Are you kidding me?” I yelled and grabbed my side, when I sucked in a lung full of air.
“Don’t get all worked up, man, You’re just going to hurt yourself.”
“What do you expect? I’m trapped here with no way to go anywhere without my bike and the only two people I’ve met in the city are fucking hiding things from me.” I jumped to my feet. My pulse was pounding in my ears and I was having trouble controlling my temper.
“Fine, she heard you talking in your sleep last night. That’s all I’m gonna say, if you wanna know the rest ask her.”
“Ask her what?” a voice floated through the doorway. It was low and sexy. Damn, stupid dick was hard, just by the sound of it.”
My head snapped around to see Ryann standing there, looking extremely fucking hot. Even as pissed as I was, my dick hardened to the point of pain.
“Exactly what you heard me say last night…”
Her eyes bulged out of her head, but she covered it quickly, taking the bag of food she brought into the kitchen first. Following her, I crossed my arms over my chest waiting for an answer. I heard Kaden’s footsteps right behind me, I was sure it was an attempt to protect his sister. Little did he know, I would never hurt her I just wanted answers.
“Ryann, what the fuck is this all about?” I asked in a deadly, calm voice.
She looked up from placing things on the table. “Kaden, thanks for coming over. We’ll be good.”
“Are you sure? I can stay if you need me to.”
Without taking my eyes from hers, I watched as she looked up over my shoulder at Kaden. “We’ll be fine.” Her tone left no room for argument.
“Alright, call me if you need anything.” His footsteps retreated until I heard the door open and shut.
“Ryann—”
She put her hand to stop me. “Can we eat first?” she asked gesturing to the food on the table.
I made no move toward the table, arms still crossed over my chest waiting. When she realized that I wasn’t giving in, she threw her hands up in the air.
“Fine. When you were having that nightmare last night, I heard you begging your dad to stop, swearing that you didn’t steal anything.”
Shit. I never let anyone know about it. That’s when I saw the look in her eyes and what I saw there made him want to punch a wall. Pity. It was written all across her face. One thing I never wanted from anyone was pity. Everything I had at this point, I’d earned on my own.
“So all of this,” I gestured around the kitchen. “This is all about pity. The kiss, was that pity too?”
“No, but I wanted to help.”
“You wanted to help,” I yelled. “I’m a grown fucking man who doesn’t need help or pity.” I turned heading for the stairs. The reason I kept to myself was staring me straight in the face. Never in all the time since I left my parents’ house did I want pity for what I lost. I’d survived on my own without any help.
“Ryder, wait,” she said catching up to me.
I kept walking. “I’m fucking out of here.”
“But what about the concussion?” she asked panic clear in her voice.
“I’m fine.” Reaching the top of the stairs, I threw everything into the saddle bags over my shoulder and made my way to the door.
“Where are you going?”
“Back to my hotel.”
“Please stay.”
I turned around to look at her. The sadness in her eyes, cooled some of my anger but not enough to stay. “No. The next time you pick someone to ‘take care of’ make sure that’s what they want.”
With that I turned around and walked out into the night. I was so fucking pissed. Here I was fantasizing about a woman who only pitied me. To think that I told her more than I told anyone else bothered me a little, but not enough to go back. Ryann didn’t live far from the bar so it was only a few extra blocks to get back to the motel. I stopped at the pharmacy on the way there to grab some aspirin for my head. When I got back to the room, I laid down on the bed, hoping that the part I was waiting for got there soon. I needed to get out of this town. The sooner, the better.
My stomach growled and I realized I hadn’t eaten since this morning. Picking up the phone in the room, I called the front desk for a number for a pizza place that delivered. After what happened the last time I went out in this town I wasn’t taking any chances.
A while later, after the pizza was gone and I was lying in bed, letting my head rest, I made some decisions. There was no more moving for me. Once I got out of this town and found a place in the city I was staying. All of the traveling and problems along the way were getting to be more than I wanted to deal with. I wanted a place to call my own; a place far enough away from all of the bullshit that seemed to follow me everywhere. And no matter what I was going to avoid Ryann at all costs. With that decision made, I let my eyes close in hopes of a dreamless sleep, afraid that my body would want to dream about her when my mind knew it had to stay the hell away.
Chapter 6
Two days later, I was still waiting for the part. I hadn’t heard from Kaden or Ryann, which was good, except I wanted the call from Kaden that the bike was done and I could get on my way. Either way, I was becoming a bit stir crazy. There wasn’t much to do in this place, and I wasn’t feeling exactly adventurous to go out and explore. I was waiting for the pizza place to deliver the cheesesteak I ordered when there was a knock at the door. Thank goodness, I was freaking starving. Opening the door, I wasn’t expecting what I found.
“Ryder, can we talk?” Ryann stood there, her top once again revealing vast amounts of cleavage, the skirt short enough to see a glimpse of ass cheeks and knee high boots that just looked sexy as hell on her.
“There’s not a whole lot to say.” I was doing everything I could think of to keep my cock under control. “Thanks for taking care of the bills. I’m fine. You don’t need to worry about me.”
She pleaded with her eyes, and in the outfit she was in there was not much I could do to resist her. I nodded and gestured for her to come in. Shutting the door behind her, I waited as she walked further into the room.
“Well?”
“I came to apologize. I get why you were pissed, but I wanted you to know it was more than that.” She fidgeted with her hands, but her eyes stayed on mine. “I noticed you the moment you walked into the bar. It was fun playing around with you and until those two dickheads showed up, I was ready to keep up our banter for the rest of the night. I wanted you to push until I finally agreed to have a drink or dinner or whatever you might offer. Then you kissed me the other day and my whole world flipped. You see, I wanted to spend more time with you, before any of the other things happened. Everything else just made me realize that you aren’t the bad boy you pretend to be. And I want so much to find out who is under the exterior you put up for everyone else.”
This had to be some kind of fucked up dream. I wanted her that first night. Who wouldn’t? She was fuckin
g gorgeous. Then after the kiss in the parking lot I wanted her so much more. The fact that she was standing here, telling me how much she wanted me was a fucking turn on. Then I thought about what a turn on that no nonsense personality was. Just when I thought my dick couldn’t get any harder it did. It was why I intervened in the first place when the guys came in. The reason I was willing to share more about myself than I had with anyone in years.
Without letting myself think about what I was doing, I walked over to her and used my fingers to lift her chin so I could capture her mouth. The first taste of her lips on mine sent shivers down my body. I claimed her as if I had the right to do so. She was so responsive, wrapping her arms around my neck, threading her fingers into my hair. The same as the other day and it set my blood on fire.
My hand snaked down her body to the bottom of her skirt and skimmed back up her thigh until I reached the front of her thong. The warmth of my hand as it slipped around to cup her ass sent tremors through her body.. It had been awhile since I had a woman as beautiful as Ryann in my arms.
Sliding my fingers back through her core, I slid her thong to the side so I could slip my finger through that warm, wet sanctuary my body yearned for. After stroking a few times, but never touching her clit, my finger slipped deep inside her and thrust in and out. Her hips began to move to the rhythm I'd created. Groaning, I withdrew my finger from her body to grab the hem of her shirt and pull it over her head, exposing her lacy red bra that left little to the imagination. The nipple rings in both breasts were well defined under the fabric. Wasting no time, my hands went to the zipper on the back of her skirt, and with a quick flick of my wrist, it fell to her feet. I sucked in a breath, my gaze roaming over every part of her exposed form and stopping at the long expanse of toned skin peeking above the boots she still wore. Desire masked the pain from my ribs.
Slowly I lowered myself to my knees, needing to taste her. Using my tongue I traced a line at the top of the fabric. With little nips down her stomach I reached her inner thigh, sucking on the skin there. The noises coming from the back of her throat made me harder than I ever had been. Kissing my way back up, I used my teeth to lower the thong until it reached the top of the boots she was wearing. Finding the zipper on her boots, I made quick work of her footwear. My teeth returned to where they left off bringing the thong down past her knees. All the while, I was running my hands over any of the exposed skin I could find.
At the most inopportune moment there was knock on the door. The food.
“Shit. Give me one minute beautiful.”
The blood rush to her face as she stepped to the other side of the door to hide. Wrenching open the door, I grabbed the sandwich and handed the kid a twenty, telling him to keep the change. I shut the door so hard, it rattled in its frame. I turned back to see Ryann grabbing her clothes. I leave you alone so you can eat.
Setting the sandwich down on the nearest flat surface, I walked towards her, determination in every step and took the clothes from her grasp.
“Aren’t you hungry?”
“Oh I’m hungry, just not for food.” I wrapped my hand around the back of her neck and pulled her lips to mine. Kissing her until her body melted back into mine. Once she did I stepped back and sunk to my knees to admire the goddess that was before me.
There she stood in the middle of the room, looking like a feast for a starving man I took her hand and helped her step out of the thong, throwing it across the room. Sitting back on my heels, I watched her with a look of admiration and lust in my eyes.
“You're fucking gorgeous,” I said and released an appreciative sigh..
I leaned forward and placed my tongue along the base of her core. “You taste amazing, too.”
Her hand fisted in my hair along the back of my head.
“Ryder?” she whispered, and my eyes snapped to hers. “Please touch me.”
I didn't have to be asked twice; my hands reached up to cup her ass, while my tongue continued to tease her sweet spot. Trembling, she moaned with satisfaction when my tongue flicked out once again, this time rubbing over her clit. I felt the tremble in her legs and feared that she may not be able to stand much longer. I stood up, swept her into my arms, and carried her over to the bed. Using my elbows, I held my body weight above her, I leaned up over her and took her lips with mine.
Heat flushed her cheeks red, but I continued. “I need to get rid of this bra.” Reaching around her back, I flicked the snap on her bra with one hand. The sight of her pierced nipples was almost my undoing. My body surged with need. Combined with the hibiscus tattoo snaking down her ribs, she made for an overly erotic sight. Lowering my head, I licked around her nipple, eventually sucking the little ring into my mouth, tugging until she let out a little gasp.
Lifting my head, I looked down at her. “Too much?”
She shook her head, taking deep panting breaths. “No. Please don’t stop.”
Unable to deny her body or mine, I lowered my head to her other breast, lavishing it with the same attention. At the same time, I let my hand snake down her body until my fingers found her clit, tracing circles over the top, causing her head to thrash fitfully on the pillow while she made soft whimpers.
When I couldn’t take anymore, my head so dazed with passion, her body close to its peak, I moved my lips down her skin to where my fingers had just been, licking up and down her folds and eventually taking her clit into my mouth. My tongue swirled around it and lightly sucked, driving her mad. The beauty of watching her as I worshipped her body with my mouth was almost more than I could handle. My eyes focused on her as her breathing became more labored with each pass of my tongue, but her world exploded when my tongue thrust deeply into her. The thrusts of my tongue continued as I helped her ride out the aftershocks of her body.
Taking my time, I nibbled a path up her body, making sure to stop and pull each nipple ring between my teeth. When I reached her lips, I lowered mine, taking possession of hers once again. With the first swipe of my tongue her lips opened to the wildly erotic kiss. My lips moved down her neck to suck a hot, wet path across her chest, reaching her breast, I sucked her whole nipple into my mouth, causing her back to arch off the bed. The torture of touching her was combination between pleasure and pain.
“Ryder, I need you now,” she begged between labored breaths.
My tongue licked out to swirl around her nipple never touching. “Not yet.”
The torture for both of us continued. But I wanted her to come again first. Sucking her clit into my mouth was the proverbial straw, her body arching off the bed, coming for what seemed like hours. My mouth moved back to hers as I settled between her legs, my dick stroking her pussy but never entering her. Her head thrashed on the pillow.
“Ryder, fuck me.”
Groaning, I plunged full length into her. “Oh my God, you feel so fucking good,” I groaned into the curve of her neck.
It was too much. I needed to get my body under control, or this would be over way before I wanted it to be. Ryann thrust her hips up trying to get me to move Throwing my head back, a muscle twitched in my neck as I fought for control. The passion was so much that the dull throbbing in my head was easy to ignore. “Please don't move, unless you want this to be over before it truly starts,” I hissed between clenched teeth. I sucked in a deep breath fighting the demands of my body.
Once I was in control, I began to take deep, driving strokes, bringing her back to the edge. Her nails dug into my back, holding me tighter to her as her insides started to tighten around me. She was close, which was good, because so was I. The feel of her, the tightness was all too much. When she crashed over the edge tightening her grip on me, I lost it. Pumping harder in the midst of her orgasmic bliss, I felt the tingle race up my spine and I let go, coming so hard I could have blacked out from the pleasure.
My body collapsed against hers, no longer able to hold myself up. Slowly our breathing returned to normal. I moved to her side, pulling out of her. Ryann rolled over and laid her head
on my chest, her hands tracing my abs in a sleepy caress. With no energy left, we both fell into a deep exhausted sleep.
I was too warm. The air conditioner was running, but why was I so hot? That’s when I remembered the woman sleeping next to me.
What had I done?
I leaned up on my arm looking down at Ryann. She was beautiful, the sex eclipsing anything from my past, but I was too damaged. I didn’t want or need anyone’s help and Ryann needed to help people. She was everything I wasn’t. Now I just wasn’t sure what I was going to do.
Quietly and with as little movement as possible, I slipped from the bed when my phone buzzed on the desk where I left it.
Kaden: Parts in, bike will be done in about 15 min. Should I come get you?
I thought about if for less than a second before I replied.
Me: No. I’ll come to you.
I didn’t want Kaden coming here to find his sister in my bed, especially since I planned on leaving. Grabbing a piece of paper from the desk drawer, I wrote her a note. With a brief glance around the room, I decided to leave the note on the nightstand where she was sure to see it when she woke up.
No matter how pissed I was yesterday, she had been kind to me. There hadn’t been a lot of that for me in a long time. And while she deserved to hear it directly from me that I was leaving, I just couldn’t do it. Ryann was the kind of girl who was going to haunt my dreams. There was no doubt about it.
The saddle bag felt like a heavy weight on my shoulders as I turned towards the door. With one last look at her, I left, shutting the door without a sound. The trip to the shop was pretty quick even being on foot. When I got there, Kaden had my girl outside, ready and waiting. She looked beautiful, just like freedom always did. Yet, that time there was a tightness in my chest at leaving.
Kaden walked out of the garage, wiping his greasy hands on a rag. “She’s all ready to go.”
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