Page 36 of Desperate Pucker (Denver Bashers #6)

Maddy

Relief wooshes through me at what Ryker just said.

“Would you be okay with that? The two of us only seeing each other?” I ask.

“Yeah.” He says it without blinking, like he’s completely comfortable with it.

“So we’re still friends with benefits, we just don’t see anyone else,” I say.

“I’m good with that if you are.”

I take in the expectant look on his face, how confident he sounds. He wants this just as much as I do.

“I’m good with it too,” I say.

His mouth slants up, then he grips my chin and kisses me.

My heart beats a new rhythm. Giddy and happy and blissed out.

I think about how I shouldn’t be doing this…how this feels one step closer to the relationship I said I didn’t want.

An alarm bell goes off in my head, warning me about the last time I was exclusive with someone.

You committed to Sergei, and look what happened. You got cheated on and humiliated. Don’t put yourself through that again.

But then a warm feeling swoops through me, quieting the doubt.

Ryker would never treat me like that. I know he wouldn’t.

He teases my mouth open with his tongue. He laps and sucks until I’m dizzy.

This isn’t a relationship. It’s just two friends taking things to the next level.

If I weren’t so turned on right now, the logical part of my brain would call me out. But I don’t want to listen. I just want to savor this moment—this moment where Ryker feels like mine.

I run my fingers through his hair, moaning into his mouth. He kisses me hard, his tongue lingering, leaving me breathless. It feels like he’s staking his claim on my lips—on me.

All my thoughts and worries melt away.

Between my legs, I start to ache. His hands fall to my waist and slide up my shirt. He peels it off and tosses it to the side.

He breaks our kiss and puts his mouth on my nipple. I whimper at the way his tongue gently teases the hard bud.

My head falls back.

“Now that we’re exclusive friends with benefits, I’m making a new rule,” Ryker growls.

“What’s that?” I rasp.

“I get to have my way with you when you’re traveling with the team.”

My eyelids flutter as I smile. He moves his mouth to my other nipple and works it between his lips and tongue. I shiver and gasp.

He runs his palm down my stomach, pressing between my legs. I gasp again.

“Fuck, you’re so wet already,” he growls.

My head falls back as the pleasure simmers through my entire body. “Please, Ryker…I need more…”

He stands up from the chair, lifting me in his arms like I weigh nothing. He makes it to the bed in two strides and sets me on the edge. He kneels in front of me, then slowly peels away my leggings and my thong, tossing them aside.

He looks me in the eye, then slides his middle two fingers in his mouth.

“Spread your legs wide for me, princess.” His raspy command makes my clit jump. God. Ryker is beyond hot when he’s bossy.

I do what he says and spread my thighs open for him. Slowly, he glides his fingers inside me. I fall back on my elbows and whimper at how full I feel.

“Fuck, you’re tight. And so wet,” he mutters.

He leans forward and swipes his tongue softly on my clit. I gasp, taking all the air in the room with me.

When he pulls his mouth away, I whine. I’m about to ask him to keep going, but he pins me with a wicked look in his eyes.

“I want to watch you play with your clit.”

I bite my lip, feeling nervous all of a sudden.

“Why?” I ask in a small voice.

“Because I think it would be fucking hot.” He leans his face to the inside of my thigh and presses a soft kiss to my skin. Gently, he scrapes his teeth against my inner thigh. I moan.

“Would you do that for me, Maddy?”

The sweet reverence in his voice makes me weak.

“No one’s ever asked me to touch myself for them,” I admit.

Ryker’s gaze on me is fiery and hungry all at once. “I love to watch.” He leans down and kisses the inside of my other thigh while pressing his fingers up inside of me.

My mouth falls open, and a shuddery breath falls from my mouth.

“You do?” I ask.

“Absolutely. I’d pay a lot of fucking money to watch you play with yourself, princess. You are so fucking beautiful and sexy.”

My chest tingles as I bite back a smile. My chest swells from how turned on Ryker is by me.

My nerves start to fade as I reach my fingers to my clit. I touch myself like I do when I’m alone: soft and teasing at first, in gentle circles.

I watch as Ryker’s throat bobs while he stares at me. The skin on his neck and cheeks turns red, and the look in his eyes sharpens.

“Shit, that’s hot,” he mutters. He presses his fingers against my front wall, circling. The pleasure amps up instantly. Heat simmers between my legs, through my pussy, up my tummy and chest.

I circle my clit faster. My legs start to tremble, and I’m panting.

Ryker’s eyebrow quirks up, intrigued. “You’re close, aren’t you, princess?”

I nod. “I just…could you…” I trail off as the pressure builds and builds. It bubbles up my chest and settles in my throat, making it hard to speak.

“What do you want me to do, princess?”

My chest heaves. “Could you work your tongue on my clit? Please? I’m so, so close…”

A devilish grin pulls at his lips. He lowers his face to my pussy and roughly runs his tongue over my clit.

My leg muscles spasm. Holy shit.

The heat and pressure from his tongue and my fingers on my clit at the same time is too much.

I can feel my orgasm hovering just over the horizon. Ryker swipes his tongue over my clit again, then again. My fingers work faster. I’m breathing so hard and whimpering so much.

I can feel my climax hurtling toward me. A second later, it lands.

I come screaming Ryker’s name, my body flailing and trashing. The pleasure crashes through me like a tsunami. Wave after wave pummels me, consuming all of me at once.

My mind goes completely blank. I can’t see straight. I can’t think. I can’t breathe. All I can do is let this orgasm take over my entire body. It’s so hard and so intense, it almost hurts.

When I finally start to come down, I have to blink a bunch of times before I get my vision back. I lift my head off the bed and see Ryker glance down at his hand. His fingers are still inside of me.

When he slides them out, I whine at the loss of his thickness. And that’s when I see how wet his hand is. It’s dripping.

“Oh my gosh,” I say quickly, embarrassed. “I-I’m sorry…”

When he looks up at me, he’s frowning. “Why are you sorry? Maddy, that was hot as fuck.”

I go quiet, processing the wild look in his eyes.

“You’re not mad I made a mess all over your hand?”

Holding my gaze, he shakes his head. Then he slides his fingers into his mouth and licks them clean.

“So fucking good, princess.”

My cheeks heat with how naughty and dirty this is, watching him happily clean up my release with his mouth.

I glance down and see the massive bulge at the front of his pants.

He stands up, pulls off his shirt, and then slides off his jeans. My gaze falls to his hard cock. My mouth waters.

He grips the base of himself and gives himself a rough tug.

“I wanna fuck your mouth now, princess.”