Page 46 of Desperate Pucker (Denver Bashers #6)

Maddy

Ikiss Ryker until we both can’t breathe.

I fall back on my heels, dizzy as I look at him. I can’t believe he told off my dad and my siblings.

He stood up for me. He didn’t care if he got in trouble. All he cared about was me.

There’s an ache in my chest that intensifies with each passing second. No one’s ever done that for me. No one’s ever defended me without giving a fuck about the consequences.

Emotion surges through me. And want.

He cares about me. He cares about me so much.

That ache in my chest spreads through my entire body. It feels like I’m on the verge of exploding. I’ve never wanted anyone more than I want Ryker in this moment.

My hands fall to the waistband of his pants. I undo the button and zipper.

“What are you doing?” he rasps softly.

“I need you, Ryker. Now.”

Heat flashes in his bourbon eyes. “Right here?”

I nod. “Yes. Please. Will you fuck me?”

A low, rough noise rips from his throat. He grabs me by the hips and turns me around so that I’m against the wall. He reaches down and slips his huge hand through the slit of my dress, settling between my thighs.

When he skims his fingers over the fabric of my thong, he groans.

“So wet for me,” he says roughly.

I nod, my eyelids fluttering at the way my clit flutters. A wicked smile pulls at the corner of his mouth. He circles his fingers over my clit through the thin fabric. I gasp.

“Ryker, please. I need you inside me.” As good as this feels, I need more. I’m aching for more.

He lowers his face to the side of my neck and gently scrapes his teeth on my skin before kissing me.

“I will, princess. I just want to tease you for a little bit.”

He runs his tongue along my skin while he works my clit in his hands. Pleasure and heat race through my entire body. I’m shaking as the pressure builds between my legs.

I sink my teeth into my bottom lip, trying my hardest to be quiet. Anyone could walk down this hallway and hear us.

Ryker pulls his hand away and undoes his pants. He digs his wallet out of his pocket, grabs a condom, then rips it open with his teeth, letting the foil fall to the ground.

I watch him as he rolls it on his thick, hard cock.

With his free hand, he grips my chin and makes me look at him. “You’re desperate for my cock, aren’t you, princess?”

“So desperate.”

“Good girl.”

He reaches down and grabs my thigh, hooking it around his waist. He hovers his mouth over mine. His hot, wet breath scatters over my lips. My mouth waters.

“This isn’t how I pictured our first fuck would go.” He lets a sexy grin break free. “I like this, though. I like that you can’t wait for us to get to a bed. That’s how bad you need me to fuck you.”

He pulls my panties to the side and teases the head of his cock along my entrance.

My mouth falls open as I gasp. He drops another kiss to the side of my neck, and I shiver.

The need within me amps up. When he slides his cock inside my pussy, I start to cry out, but then I quickly press my lips shut.

He flashes a devilish grin. “Oh, princess. It’s gonna be hard for you to be quiet, isn’t it?”

I nod, a soft whimper escaping my lips. He pushes in farther, and my eyelids flutter as I adjust to his size. He’s so thick and so big, and it’s been so long since I’ve had sex…

“Okay?” he asks.

My heart melts at how he’s checking up on me.

I gaze up at him. “Yes.”

When he pushes all the way in, my face falls forward against his chest. “Oh god…” I murmur into his tuxedo jacket.

Above me, I hear him grunt. “Fuck, Maddy. You’re so tight.”

Gently, he presses his teeth along the hinge of my jaw, then kisses me softly.

My brain is fuzzy at how good it feels to be filled up with Ryker’s cock, how he stretches me out…

God. So good.

When I lean my head back, I see him wetting his thumb against his tongue. He teases my clit. He doesn’t thrust. He just stays there, inside of me, while he plays with me.

My eyes roll back as the pleasure sharpens inside of me.

“Ryker…” I whine. “You’re so good to me.”

He lets out a rough growl and kisses me, his tongue teasing mine.

After a minute, he leans back. I take in the hazy look in his eyes. An intensity I don’t recognize sparks in his gaze.

“I’d do anything for you, Maddy. Anything in the world.”

Emotion bubbles up my chest, and my heart thuds faster. I know it. Without a doubt. I can feel it in every cell of my body, just how much Ryker means it.

“I know,” I rasp as I start to clench around him. The pressure is already building so fast.

He starts to thrust. A low grunt slips from his thick lips. The skin on his cheeks and neck is flushed. He’s so turned on, he almost looks angry.

“Do you know how long I’ve wanted to fuck you, Maddy?”

I let out a shaky breath. A whimper follows despite my mouth being closed. I can’t help it. Ryker’s cock feels too good, and my body can’t handle it.

He smirks at me. “Can you be quiet while I fuck you, princess?”

I shake my head. “I…I don’t know if I can.”

That smile doesn’t budge as he presses his hand over my mouth.

“That’s okay. This works just fine.”

He kisses my neck. “Moan or scream or bite. Do whatever you need to do, princess.”

I let out a moan, relieved that I don’t have to hold it in anymore. When he starts thrusting again, I cry out against his palm. It comes off soft and muffled since his hand is so big and pressing so hard. It’s not long before I’m screaming against his palm.

My clit is throbbing now. I’m on the razor’s edge of my orgasm.

That filled-up feeling bubbles over inside of me as Ryker thrusts harder and faster, still teasing my clit with his thumb.

“Your pussy is perfect, sweetheart,” he grits out. “Absolutely perfect.”

My eyes roll back, and my head starts to feel fuzzy.

He locks eyes with me. “I need this. Been craving it.”

Heat simmers inside of me. He lowers his head down and gently bites my collarbone, growling against my skin.

My legs start to shake as the ache between my thighs intensifies. I’m so close.

When he leans up, there’s a wicked look in his eyes. He circles my clit faster. My knees buckle, and my pussy starts to tighten around him.

“Not yet, princess.”

I whimper. “Please?” My voice is muffled against his hand.

He shakes his head, his gaze taunting. He’s bringing me to the edge of climax, but telling me I can’t come. He’s toying with me and my pleasure, and he’s loving it. So am I.

“Please, Ryker. I wanna come…” I beg when he takes his hand away from my mouth for a second.

He grips my chin and thrusts harder. “You don’t come until I say you can come.”

My eyes roll back. My whole body is tight and trembling, hovering on the edge of release.

And then he covers my mouth again and leans his mouth to my ear. “Come.”

With that rough, growled command, I break. Pleasure rams through me, and I climax while moaning and screaming against Ryker’s hand. My legs give out completely, but he props me up.

It feels like a million glorious explosions inside of me. I’m floating, aching, throbbing, writhing. I’m totally shattered, yet I’ve never felt this whole, this complete.

His body tenses as he thrusts into me a final time. I feel the muscles in his legs and torso tighten against my body. He mutters a curse, then closes his eyes, his chest heaving as he takes a breath.

He burrows his face into my neck, gasping for breath. My hands are on his shoulders as I do the same.

After a minute, he straightens up and looks me in the eye.

“Hottest fuck of my life,” he mutters.

His voice is low and so damn rough, like gravel. It makes my body tingle and shiver at the same time.

Slowly, he pulls out of me, then slides off the condom and tosses it in a nearby trash can. I go to straighten out my thong, but he shakes his head and does it for me.

I’m quiet as I watch him handle the delicate fabric with his big hands. Then he gently pulls down my dress and smooths it out.

My heart bounces around my chest. So damn sweet, I can barely handle it.

He zips up his suit pants and straightens out his jacket. I reach up and fix his tie.

I start to turn away, but he gently wraps his hand around my neck, then presses me back against the wall. Oh.

“I want another kiss,” he rasps.

He leads me in a slow, teasing kiss. His tongue is filthy as he claims my mouth. I shiver at the feel of his hand pressed gently against my throat.

So dominant and so sexy.

When we break apart, his eyes are hazy, and he’s still breathing hard. He drops his hand from my neck, and I shiver.

For a long moment, we just look at each other. His lips twitch with a smile. So do mine.

Ryker just fucked me against a wall in a storage room, yet it was one of the sweetest, most tender moments of my life.

I stare at him in complete awe. How can the guy who’s the filthiest fun I’ve ever had sexually also make me swoon AND give me literal butterflies? How can he make me feel cherished and doted on and cared for while also fulfilling my dirtiest fantasies?

My stomach bottoms out just thinking about it.

Because he’s the most amazing man you’ve ever met, and if you’re not careful, you’re going to fall hard for him.

I wait for the doubt and fear to creep in, that same doubt and fear that’s plagued me ever since I ended things with my ex, that’s made me too skittish to ever want to be with another guy again.

But it never comes. Instead, I feel warmth. And totally, completely content.

I tell myself that it’s just the post-sex bliss I’m feeling. But deep down, I’m not quite sure if that’s all it really is.

I push that thought aside for later and look up at Ryker.

He smiles at me. “Ready to go back out there?”

“So ready.”