Page 49 of Desperate Pucker (Denver Bashers #6)

Ryker

The second we’re inside my house, I close the door behind me, then grab Maddy by the waist.

I push her against the wall and kiss her, hard. My tongue glides in her mouth, teasing her tongue, savoring the softness, the sweetness.

She drags her fingers through my hair, and I groan, my heart racing in my chest. My entire body is hot, aching, vibrating with need.

With just how much I need Maddy.

Something about seeing her tell off her ex set me off. Seeing the guy who could have ended up with her unleased a crazed, caged-animal energy inside of me.

Mine.

That word surges through me, making my blood pump hot and my lungs ache.

I can’t deny my feelings for Maddy anymore. And I can’t just be her friend anymore.

I break the kiss and cup her face in my hands. I gaze into her gray-blue eyes.

“I can’t do this anymore, Maddy. I can’t just be your friend.”

Her eyes widen the slightest bit. My heart hammers inside my chest. There’s so much at stake right now. She might not feel the same way. She might want to call this whole thing off.

But I can’t hold in my feelings any longer. I can’t pretend that hooking up is enough for me when I want more. I want all of her.

“I know we agreed to just hook up, but I can’t.

I have feelings for you. I care about you more than just a friend,” I say.

“Every morning when I wake up and every night before I go to sleep, I think about you. I live to see you smile, to hear you laugh. You’re the one person I want to be around always.

When I look at you, my heart beats faster in my chest. It feels like my lungs can’t take in enough air. ”

She swallows hard, her eyes bright with surprise as she takes in everything I’ve said.

“I want you to be my girlfriend.”

For a long moment, she doesn’t say anything. My stomach plummets to my feet. Shit. She doesn’t feel the same.

But then, her mouth curves up in a small smile. “You want me to be your girlfriend?”

“Yes. So fucking bad.”

Her smile widens into that grin that makes me breathless every time I see it.

“I want you to be my boyfriend.”

I’m smiling like an idiot. I kiss her again.

“Take me to your bed,” she murmurs against my mouth.

I haul her up in my arms. She wraps her legs around my waist, and I walk her down the hall to my bedroom.

I set her on the bed, then fall to my knees. I peel off her top, my gaze catching on that pretty lace bra. I graze my thumb over her nipple, then pull the delicate material down. Her perfect breast falls out, and I lean forward, capturing her nipple in my mouth.

“Oh god, Ryker,” she whimpers.

I hum, flicking my tongue against the hard nub. Then I reach around, unhook her bra, and toss it to the side. I unbutton her jeans and pull them off, leaving her in just a pink thong.

I growl at the sight of the delicate fabric skimming the curve of her lips…at the wet spot in the middle.

My cock twitches in my pants. Her doe eyes are big as she gazes up at me.

I stand up and pull off my shirt, then unzip my pants. “I fucking need you, Maddy.”

She sinks her teeth into her lush bottom. There’s a flash of raw want in her stormy eyes.

I strip off my boxer briefs, my dick throbbing with how hard I am. I eye the wetness between her legs. I can’t wait to be inside of her. Later though.

I sink back to my knees and pull her by the ankles closer to the edge of the bed. I hold her gaze and slip my middle two fingers in my mouth.

Then I pull off her thong and tease the entrance of her pussy with my fingers. Her eyes roll back.

“I need to watch you come.”

Slowly, I slide my fingers inside of her, pressing against her front wall. She falls back onto the bed, gasping.

I smile to myself. Already she’s so turned on. Fuck, I love it.

I lower my face to her pussy and gently swipe my tongue over her clit. I keep the pressure soft and steady, just like she likes it.

Her legs start trembling instantly.

I’m addicted to this—her taste, her smell, her sounds, how she falls apart when she’s turned on.

“Oh god, Ryker…I’m gonna come…”

“That’s it, princess. Come nice and hard for me like a good girl.”

A minute later, she comes hard on my tongue. I lean back, giving her a minute, but I keep my fingers inside of her.

Her chest heaves as she gasps, a dazed look in her eyes. And then I lick her clit some more. She comes again a minute later, writhing on my bed.

She peers down at me, her eyes half-lidded, looking drunk on pleasure

“Please,” she whimpers. Pleasure rockets to my cock hearing her beg, seeing her splayed out in front of me, coming again and again just for me.

Mine.

My cock is throbbing as I go down on her again. She’s whimpering, pleading, crying out as she comes once more.

“Three orgasms in a row. Good girl.” I lean back and wipe my mouth on the back of my free hand. “I think you can give me more, though.”

Her head lolls to the side as she stares up at me with pleasure-drunk eyes. She tries to speak, but I can’t understand what she’s saying. It’s gibberish. She’s too blissed out on orgasms to say anything right now, and that sends my ego soaring.

I can make my girlfriend come over and over. I can make her lose the ability to speak. That’s how hard I make her come.

A wild possessiveness comes over me. I flick her clit with my tongue and press my fingers against her front wall. She unravels instantly, shouting as she climaxes again.

This time, I don’t let up. I keep gently flicking my tongue over her clit, slow and steady. A minute later, she’s screaming my name and her body is going wild. After a few seconds, I feel moisture all over my hand.

I close my eyes and groan, more turned on than I’ve ever been in my entire life.

When she starts to come down, I slowly pull my fingers out of her. I lean up and rest on my heels, staring at the wetness on my bedsheets and all over my hand.

That possessive feeling burrows deeper inside of me.

Maddy looks up at me, chest rising and falling as she pants. She glances at my hand, then at the wet spot on the bed. She bites her lip as she holds my gaze.

“So fucking hot,” I mutter.

I climb on the bed. She tries to move over to make room for me, but her leg muscles are twitching so hard, she can’t.

I hold myself over her and plant my hands on either side of her head. I hover my mouth over hers.

“You’re mine, Maddy.”

Her eyes are big as she gazes up at me. She runs her tongue along her bottom lip. “I’m yours, Ryker.”

I grip her chin in my hand, hard. Her eyes flare. She’s biting back a smile, then kisses me.

“You’re the only one who makes me do that,” she rasps against my mouth.

“Good,” I grit out. “No one makes you come like I do.”

“No one,” she whimpers.

By now, my cock is so hard, I’m in pain. I graze the head of my dick over her clit, and she shivers.

“Will you fuck me now, Ryker? Please?”

A rough sound rips from my throat as I grip the base of my shaft and line myself up to her soaking wet pussy.

“Shit, I need a condom.” For a second, I feel embarrassed that I almost forgot. I’ve never forgotten to use a condom before.

I catch the shy look in Maddy’s eyes as she gazes up at me. “We don’t have to use one. I’m on birth control. And I’m clean. I got tested after breaking up with my ex. And I haven’t been with anyone other than you since then.”

Need surges through my entire body. I’ve never gone without a condom in my life. I’ve never wanted to.

But now I do. I need to feel her perfect pussy around my cock without the barrier of a condom.

“I haven’t been with anyone in almost a year before you,” I say. “I got tested too. I’m clean.”

A soft smile pulls at her pretty mouth. “I’m okay to go without it if you are.”

“Yes. I want that.”