by KB Winters
My lips parted under Ryker’s touch and I wanted to ask him what he meant, but my lungs were empty.
“That doesn’t matter anymore, that was the past. This thing with Bennett, it’s a mess, but it’s almost over, Everlie. Then I can be free. And I want you.” His dark eyes searched mine, his longing palpable and thick. “I’m sorry I hurt you, and that I still can’t tell you what you want to know. I’ll understand if you tell me to leave you the hell alone. If you tell me to go, I’ll go. I won’t show up here, or the dance studio, or any of the other places we’ve gone together. I’ll tuck you away as a beautiful memory, and think of you often, but stay away. If that’s what you really want.”
His finger drifted from my lips, down the curve of my chin, and up my jaw line. His other fingers joined in as he reached my ear and buried in the tendrils of hair that had escaped my messy topknot and fallen around my face. He tenderly stroked each one and my knees turned to liquid as I melted from the floor, up, turning into a pool against the wall. He brought his eyes back to mine. “But I think we both know what you really want, Everlie.”
“Ryker—” I stopped, pressing my lips together. “I—”
Ryker’s face lowered to mine, his mouth dangerously close to mine, driving out the last shreds of rational thought that were still championing to be heard in the back of my mind. I pressed away from the wall and captured his lips with mine, letting my kiss be my answer.
Whether it was the right one or not, I guessed I’d find out later.
Chapter Four
Everlie
Ryker took control of the kiss as soon as our lips met, rapidly transforming it from a sweet kiss of surrender, into a hot, breathless, clinging fury up against the wall. He groaned into my mouth as my lips slipped apart, letting him take me fully. Hot flames sizzled over my skin, and I sighed with relief when Ryker pushed the thin jersey knit robe off my arms, letting it slid down my body to a puddle at my feet, leaving me half naked, only a pair of cotton boy shorts with lipstick prints clinging to me. He backed away only for a moment to admire my bare breasts, teasing my hard nipples with his fingertips, before he pressed up against me again and took my mouth in a hungry, desperate kiss.
“Ryker,” I panted, my voice going sharp when his tongue found a sweet spot behind my ear that sent flutters down my neck. Another wave of heat flashed over me and the cotton shorts felt tight and restricting. I wanted Ryker to have complete access to me. I wanted him to take my body. Every inch. My hands clawed at his leather jacket, the soft, warm fabric was teasing my skin, but I was impatient. I needed to feel his muscles under my hands. Ryker let me slip the jacket off and quickly tore off his t-shirt. He threw them both to the floor, and as I stared at the small pile of discarded clothing, I had a flash of clear-headedness that sent me scampering to pick it all up.
“We can’t be out here,” I said, holding the ball of garments against my chest. “I don’t know when Tori’s coming home.”
Ryker’s jaw clenched, his irritation evident, but I wouldn’t back down. “So, let’s go back to my hotel.”
My body rebelled against the idea, the pulsing heat arguing without words. I couldn’t wait. Tori was just gonna have to deal.
“Come on, let’s go to my room,” I said, starting down the hall. I smiled when Ryker’s footsteps fell into step behind me. Moments later, we were in my room, the door closed behind us. Ryker offered to push my dresser to block it from opening, but I shook my head. “It’s okay.”
“Well, then why’re you still holding these,” Ryker asked, flashing a lopsided grin as he stepped closer and took the clothes from me. He dropped them onto my rocking chair and stared at me, the fire in his eyes growing hotter. His gaze lingered on the tight shorts and I squirmed under his inspection. “Lose the shorts.”
I hesitated, but then peeled them off, kicking them away with one foot.
“Damn, Ev,” Ryker said, his voice a gravely whisper. I smiled and stepped closer. Ryker’s hands slid down my sides, and came to rest on my hips, heat radiating from his palms. There was an unbearable pulsing between my legs, and I sighed when he pressed our bodies together, his hard cock evident in the bulge through his jeans. I longed to reach out and stroke it, but didn’t want to be too bold.
Ryker, on the other hand, had no issue demanding what he wanted.
After a long, lingering kiss that had my toes curled into the carpet, he brought his lips to my ear, and whispered, “I want you on your knees, Everlie. Right here in front of me.”
I gulped. His meaning was clear, and a flicker of nerves exploded in my stomach. I’d never pleased a man that way before…and I had no illusion that I’d be good at it. I opened my mouth, searching for an excuse, but Ryker shot me a dark look that left no room for argument. I sank to my knees and Ryker unbuttoned his jeans. Every move he made was a slow torture, leaving me bouncing between excitement and terror. Although Ryker hadn’t been overly specific, there wasn’t a doubt in my mind that he’d been with a lot of women in his life, and I was sure that my lack of experience hadn’t been missed in the two times we’d been together. I didn’t want to disappoint him or do something stupid.
“I want those sweet lips wrapped around my cock, Everlie. I’ve been waiting for this moment,” he said, stripping his jeans away. He stood there before me, his thick, muscular legs filled out his black boxer briefs, and his cock straining at the center. “Come on, Ev.”
With trembling fingers, I reached for him. He hissed when my fingers slipped past the elastic waist and pushed aside the soft cotton, freeing him. I pulled them down to his feet, taking my time, halfway on purpose, and halfway to give myself a pep talk over what was happening next.
When he was stripped naked, I ran my fingers up and down his shaft. He sighed and when I looked up at him, his head was tilted back and his eyes were closed. “That’s so good.”
His words infused confidence inside me, and I rocked up onto my knees to place my lips on the tip of him. He groaned as I slid my mouth down the thick shaft, moving slowly down him with my lips and tongue. My eyes flashed up and my breath caught in the back of my throat to find him watching me. “God, Everlie, those eyes. It’s so hot when you look up at me like that.”
I moved my head, using his groans and sighs to encourage me. When I flicked my tongue at the tip, swiping away a dribble, Ryker grabbed the back of my head, cupping it with his hand, and started bobbing himself in and out of my mouth.
“Are you getting wet, Everlie?” Ryker asked, his breaths coming hard and fast. I nodded, my mouth filled completely with him. He grinned and looked down at me. “Touch yourself. I want you to feel your pussy. So slick. So sweet.”
I reached between my legs and felt myself, shuddering at the sensations that burst forth at the slightest touch. I had no idea that giving Ryker a blowjob would bring me so close to the edge. Seeing his pleasure and knowing that my own was just ahead was a powerful turn on that had me aching for relief.
He thrust in and out harder, his tip bottoming out in the back of my throat. I swallowed to keep my composure, my fingers slipping faster through my lips, teasing my clit with little circles. I shivered when Ryker exploded in my mouth, his body convulsing and shaking as he erupted with a satisfied groan. I looked up to find him still watching me and our eyes locked as he finished throbbing and pulsing inside my mouth. After a moment, he slipped from between my lips and he pulled me up off the floor. Without a word, he flipped me around, bent me over the edge of my bed and lowered himself down behind me. I gasped as he spread my cheeks, and lapped at me with his tongue.
“Ryker!” I shouted, his name dissolving into a gasp as his tongue rimmed my asshole. “Oh my God!”
“Yeah, baby, that’s so good. God, you’re sweet.”
I buried my face in the thick comforter as he pushed my legs apart further, giving him access to everything between my legs. His tongue continued teasing and when his fingers thrust inside me, I screamed into the mattress. Stars burst behind my eyes and mom
ents later, vibrations ripped through my body. Hot liquid ran down my legs and Ryker swiftly lapped it all up, kissing up the inside of each thigh, then licking the rest of it away. By the time he was done, my legs were jelly, and I sagged against the bed.
He rose up off the floor and he spun me around again, gathering my melted body against him. I gasped at the realization that he was hard again. My eyes flew to his and he offered a devilish grin. “What can I say, you have this effect on me,” he said, glancing down between us. “Watching you come undone like that…”
I giggled, slightly embarrassed by my reaction, but it faded quickly. He’d obviously loved it and it had felt better than amazing. With Ryker, it was easy to let go and the freeing effect was intoxicating. “I’ve never done that before.”
Ryker smiled wider and winked at me. “Well, it was a hell of a first time.”
My cheeks went hot and I dropped my gaze between our bodies, only to catch sight of his hard cock. A flicker of excitement twirled in my stomach and quickly traveled south. “You ready for more?” Ryker asked, following my eyes.
I answered him with a frantic, clawing kiss, and he pinned me back on my bed. He wasted no time before thrusting inside me. “Ev, I’m gonna fuck you now. I’m gonna fuck you so good…you’ll never let me go.”
“Okay…” I whispered and arched my hips against him with the first, filling thrust. I cried out as the sweet sensations danced along my skin. My hands went to Ryker’s back and moved with the rippling muscles as he worked in and out of me. He pulled up and watched himself entering me.
“You like that, baby girl? Watching my cock slide in and out of your pussy?”
I nodded frantically, looked down and sucked in a hot breath as I watched him stroke his cock with my pussy. It was so erotic and sexy—I got lost in the power of his thrusts and the play of all his muscles.
Minutes later, he rolled us over and I was on top of him, my legs straddling his hips. I rocked back and forth, crying out and rolling my head back, when I found the right rhythm. My body was covered in sweat, my hair sticking to my back, as I moved against him, desperate for every inch of him inside of me.
Ryker’s hands snaked up my body and he palmed my breasts as I rode him. He twirled his finger and thumb around my nipples and another climax bounced through me. His hands flew to my hips, helping me rock through the shuddering, and I felt him go stiff and thick inside me. “Fuck yeah, baby, come on me. Come all over this dick,” he moaned, his hips rising and falling under me. He grasped my hips tight and exploded inside of me and only then did I let myself go, again.
“Fuck, Ryk, it won’t stop…” I panted, grinding through another orgasm. I felt his cock softening inside, but it was hard enough to hit the right spot and another slow, humming orgasm washed through me, curling my fingers, my toes…I lost all control…
I finally collapsed against his sweat soaked chest, and we both panted, my heart thundering in my chest, as I came down from the best multiple orgasm I’d ever experienced.
“That…was…insane,” I breathed into the solid wall of muscles. Ryker’s arms wrapped around me and he held me tight, as if he couldn’t get me close enough to him. He nodded, his chin resting on top of my head.
We stayed like that for what felt like hours, both of us fading in and out of consciousness, until we finally separated long enough to nestle into bed, clinging to each other as we drifted into a deep sleep.
Chapter Five
Ryker
Everlie’s eyes opened before the alarm she’d set the night before had time to chime. She met mine with groggy interest, and I smiled as they grew wider, knowing the memories from the night before were flooding back through her mind. Her cheeks turned a brilliant shade of pink as she pressed them closed again.
“Morning,” I growled into her ear. I pulled her close to me, needing her bare skin against mine. Her tits pressed into the side of my chest, and my hint of morning wood quickly shot to full attention.
Everlie covered her face with the hand that wasn’t pinned against me, and shook her head back and forth on my chest. “I can’t believe we…” the rest of her statement dissolved as I leaned over and kissed her, my tongue and lips hungry for more of her. She moaned softly as the kiss deepened. I traced my hand down the length of her body, taking in every inch of her smooth, silky-soft skin. The sheet lifted and the smell of our sex riled me even more. I rolled her to her back and brought my body against hers, the tip of my cock pushing at her already wet pussy.
I grinned as she pulled away from the kiss, her blue eyes wide and sparkling. “Ryker…” she whispered. I laughed at the sound of awe in her voice.
“Come on, Ev. A little morning quickie never hurt anyone,” I teased, lowering my body down so she was flush against me. Each roll of my hips pressing my hard cock against her.
She arched her back and closed her eyes, and I took advantage of her new angle to explore her neck, shoulders, and collarbone with my lips and tongue. She slid her legs open wide and I smiled against her. “Good girl.”
I slipped inside her slow, inch by inch, as she stretched to swallow me whole. She gasped when I was all the way inside her and a bubble of delight burst from her sweet lips. The little laugh quickly evaporated as I moved inside her and left her moaning instead. As she loosened around me, I thrust harder into her, burying myself each time as she clung to me with her legs wrapped around my hips.
“Shit, Ev,” I growled against her ear. “Your pussy is so fuckin’ sweet.” Her nails pressed into my bare back and I smiled, loving her reaction to the dirty talk. It was always the sweet, innocent ones who liked to be talked dirty to the most. “You like that, huh? You like me talking about your sweet, juicy pussy?”
She nodded and moaned out again, as though the words themselves were getting her off. I thrust into her and whispered into her ear, “You’re so good, baby girl. You feel my big cock in that hot pussy? You want it deeper?”
“Yes! Yes!” she yelled out as she shivered and bucked against me.
“Come! Dirty girl. Come on me!” I growled out, thrusting in and out, as she exploded on my cock. I let myself go moments later, and by the time I collapsed down beside her, her alarm clock was buzzing.
“Perfect timing,” I said, grinning over at her as she caught her breath.
Everlie rolled over to turn off the alarm, and then curled back against me. She smiled up at me, and my heart thundered inside my chest. “You’re freaking amazing. I’ve never—” she paused, taking a long breath. “All I’m gonna say, is that if this is what it’s like waking up next to you—I could get used to it.”
I couldn’t find the right response, torn between something dirty or sentimental. In the end, I didn’t say anything, as Everlie planted a kiss on my lips and rolled away, out of bed before I could decide.
“I have to get ready for work,” she explained, striding into the bathroom that was attached to her bedroom. “Tori is gonna flip if she sees you…so, just be quiet if you leave before I’m done.”
She’d told me the night before about her conversation with Tori, and her disapproval of our relationship. I nodded, my own feelings about Tori just as mixed up as hers were about me. Especially after Bennett had told me about her possible connection to the Sanderson group.
“I guess I’ll just have to come join you then,” I said. I heaved out of Everlie’s tiny bed, and followed her, flashing a grin to her in the mirror. She turned and I let my eyes rake up and down her naked body. She was athletic and stronger than most women I’d been with, but her body was graceful, lithe, and curved in all the right places.
“Ryker,” she chided, giggling as I devoured her with my eyes.
“What?” I grinned at her. “I’m gonna go out on a limb and guess that you’ve never been fucked in a shower before…”
Her giggle turned into a roar of laughter before she rolled her eyes. “Again? How many times can you…ya know?”
“For you?” I stepped close and pulled her agains
t me, letting her feel my arousal. “All day, every day.”
* * * *
Everlie and I were forced to say goodbye as she rushed off to work, and I set my rental car in the direction of my hotel. I needed some time to think of how to execute my new plan, but my mind had been made up. Spending the night with Everlie, and waking up next to her had been enough to cement the decision.
I got back to my hotel, and after changing into a fresh pair of jeans and a new t-shirt, I grabbed the new phone that had been waiting for me at the front desk, and took a long, steeling breath, before dialing.
Brad Kent—aka Boss—answered on the third ring. “Kent.”
“Hey, Boss, it’s Knight.”
“Where the fuck have you been?” He boomed, before I could get out another sentence. “Marshon and Adler have been looking for you half the night!”
I groaned. “I didn’t have a phone. Adler took my last one and smashed it into a thousand pieces.”
“Listen, son, I know this is new for you, but you need to get your shit together. We’re in crunch time and we don’t have room for mistakes. You’re risking this entire mission when you go off the grid!” His frustration was evident and grating. I wanted to argue, to explain what had happened, but he was right, I’d gone MIA, and as a former SEAL, I knew the danger of that.
“Sorry, sir. I’ll call Adler as soon as we hang up. But, there is one thing I need to ask of you.”
Boss sighed, and I could imagine him raking a hand through his thinning hair. We’d only met in person a few times, most of our communication over the phone as he directed the team’s movements from the outside. He was the type of man that was always on the edge of a heart attack, his stress levels and blood pressure teetering too close to the top of the charts. I grimaced, not wanting to be the one to finally send him over.
“I’ll do what it takes to finish this mission, I’m not backing down now, but when it’s over, and all the agents are pulled out…” I took a long breath, knowing what needed to be said next, but unsure of the reception I’d get. “…Sir, I’d like to submit my resignation.” Boss dragged in a shaky breath. I could sense him about to go ballistic, and hurried to add, “This just isn’t the life I want. It’s not for me. I’m sorry, sir.”