Page 18 of Justified Fear (TFH Team Bravo #2)

Ten

K eely’s head was spinning as her entire body seemed to buzz. Lust slammed through her so hard that she was amazed she hadn’t fallen from the body blow. The truth was, she probably would have if the hunk of a man who was giving her the best kiss of her life wasn’t holding onto her.

He slanted his head and skimmed his tongue against the seam of her lips.

There was no use resisting. Why would she?

From the moment she’d met Ryan, Keely had been drawn to him.

She knew a lot of people would call it a hero’s complex or whatever, but that didn’t matter in this moment.

And right then, all she cared about was the panty-melting kiss he was giving her.

Keely pressed her body closer to him, trying to get as close as possible.

She could feel the long, hard length of his cock pressed against her stomach.

Curling her fingers, she slipped them through the belt loops of his cargo pants.

She wanted—no , needed —this. This escape into pleasure so she could ignore the fear that had been chasing her for days.

He tore his mouth away from hers so abruptly that she almost fell forward.

“You need to be sure.”

She blinked her eyes open and squinted. When did it get so damned bright in her kitchen?

“What?”

“I need you to be sure. I don’t want you to do this…”

“What?”

“I get that a lot of people get a hero complex about being rescued.”

Even though she had had that fleeting thought, anger still bubbled up. “So, you think that if Kap showed up here and kissed me, I would just fall into bed with him?”

His eyes widened. “No.”

“Or maybe I would just have an orgy with your team? Has that happened before?”

“No.” He sighed. “I just want you to be sure. You are vulnerable, and I don’t want you to make any decisions you’ll regret later.”

“Well, if you think I’m doing this because of some kind of thank you, maybe you should leave.”

“I can’t.” He pulled her back so that she could feel his body against hers once again. “Leaving would break me.”

“Then why?—”

“I’m an asshole. I have hangups that you don’t want to know about.”

She studied him for a minute. “Why on earth would you say that? I mean, I don’t want to know about any hangups at the moment, but just for your information, I want to know everything about you. Every. Thing. Why wouldn’t I? It’s insulting that you would think?—”

He stopped her talking with his mouth. God, he was a good kisser. Like, she didn’t go around kissing that many guys, but all of them that she had kissed should have to take lessons from Ryan.

She slipped her hands up his chest to his shoulders and leaned into the kiss. She should stay mad at him, but she couldn’t. Not when he was absolutely destroying her with nothing more than a kiss.

Then, he was pulling away from her again, lifting her up into his arms.

“Ryan,” she squealed. He laughed, a deep, rich sound that seemed to bounce off the walls and make everything around her seem warmer.

“I could have walked.”

“I like carrying you,” he said. He stopped in the middle of the hallway. “I just realized I don’t know where your room is.”

“Last door on the left.”

He hurried down the hall, causing her to giggle. “In a hurry?”

“You were seconds away from being fucked up against the wall.”

Another wave of heat blazed through her. Her panties had to be destroyed at that point. Useless.

He stepped into her bedroom and made it across the small space in two big strides.

After he set her on her feet, he made quick work of her shirt and bra.

Jeez, the man had the most amazing hands.

He skimmed his callused fingers against her sensitive flesh, her nipples tightening with the slightest contact.

As he plucked one nipple, he retook her mouth, his tongue stealing in without hesitation this time.

She lost herself again, as her hunger started to overwhelm her.

This man had barely touched her, and she was ready to lose everything in the first few minutes.

Even as he continued to plunder her mouth, he slid his hand down to her pants. Her stomach muscles quivered as his digits passed over them. Every little caress seemed to push her closer to the edge.

He unbuttoned and unzipped her pants, then, giving him enough room to slip his fingers beneath her panties. She moaned against his tongue when she felt his fingers sliding along her slit. Her clit was pulsing, her nipples now so hard she could barely breathe.

Ryan was destroying her bit by bit, and he was still wearing all his clothes.

He tore his mouth away from hers and attacked her neck.

“You are so fucking wet. Is that all for me, baby?” He slipped a finger inside of her, while pressing the pad of his thumb against her clit. Everything within her seemed to tighten to the point of pain, the tension uncompromising.

“So wet, but so tight.” He rasped against her as he nipped at her flesh. “I can’t wait to feel you wrapped around me.”

Those words and the hard press of his fingers sent her soaring over into ecstasy. She screamed his name as she bucked against his fingers.

“Fuck, yes, beautiful,” he said.

By the time she came down from the orgasm, he had already gotten rid of her pants and panties and had torn off his shirt. Even though there was barely any light in the room, she blinked up at him and couldn’t fight the sigh.

“What?”

“You’re so pretty. You know that, right?”

And, even in that dim light, she could see his cheeks turn a little pink.

Happiness bubbled up inside of her. “Are you blushing?”

When he said nothing, her laughter died off.

“What?”

His mouth kicked up into a crooked smile, and she felt her breath catch in her throat. He looked years younger.

“That has to be one of the most beautiful sounds I have heard.”

She blinked against the sudden press of tears. Keely refused to cry, not when she was so happy. He crawled on the bed.

“Hey, you’re still dressed,” she said.

“Told ya. Twice.”

He leaned over her, giving her a sweet, wet kiss on the lips before he kissed his way down her body. His tongue teased her nipples as his fingers slid along her flesh. By the time he was between her legs, she was quivering with need once more. So close, but so far away.

“Keely,” he demanded, his voice low and dark and so damned sexy. “Open your eyes.”

It took her a few moments to get them open.

His hot gaze connected with hers as he slipped his hands beneath her ass and lifted her to his mouth.

The moment she felt his tongue plummet into her core, she moaned.

Over and over, he thrust inside of her before taking her clit between his teeth.

Frustration and bliss intertwined as Ryan tortured her with his mouth.

He drove two fingers into her, fast, hard, and, all of a sudden, she splintered into a million pieces.

By the time she was coming down from her second orgasm, he had stripped out of his pants and had a condom on in record time. When he joined her back on the bed, he flipped her over onto her stomach.

“Up on those knees, woman,” he said. Even after two orgasms, her body was ready for whatever he was offering. She did as he ordered and shivered as he slid his fingers down her spine before he took her by the hips.

One hard thrust, and he was inside of her. Damn, he was so big. She was far from a virgin, but the man was built in every way. He filled her almost to the point of pain, but in her opinion, it was worth every little twinge.

“Are you okay?” he asked as he leaned over her and kissed her shoulder.

“Yes.” She was sensitive from her orgasms, but her body was already gearing up for more pleasure.

He rose again, and taking her by the hips once more, he started to drive into her again and again. His fingers bit into her skin, as his thrusts became erratic.

“Touch yourself, baby. Make yourself come so I can feel all those muscles on my dick.”

She was already moving her hand to her clit, pressing and teasing herself. He thrust into her twice more before she was hurtling over that edge for the third time that night. Bliss sparkled through her entire body as she bucked up against Ryan.

“Yes, fuck, that feels fucking fantastic.”

Her orgasm seemed to go on forever as he continued his moves…then, he thrust one last time, her name torn from somewhere in his soul as he poured himself into her.

They fell on the bed together, and she didn’t care how heavy he was. Still, he mumbled an apology before he lifted off, then out of her. She was sore, but in that good kind of way that told a person they had had a good fucking time.

“Be right back,” he said as he kissed her cheek. She opened her eyes just in time to get a glimpse of the most amazing male ass she had ever seen in her life, before he shut the door to the bathroom. She heard the clickity clack of Maya’s nails against the wooden floor.

“Come on, sweet girl,” she said, wondering what the dog thought about her and Ryan having sex. Then she smiled. No matter what, she felt good about it. As carefully as possible, Keely rolled over and patted the mattress next to her.

“Come on up here,” she said. Maya looked at the bathroom door. “My house, my rules.”

Keely heard the water start up, and apparently, that was all Maya needed to hear. She jumped up on the bed, then snuggled against Keely. Her heart turned over. This girl and Ryan were starting to truly get beneath her skin—in a good way.

She hoped it wasn’t just a short-term solution, but she would just go day by day.

Ryan was still trying to get his shit together.

He knew that there was a reason he had tried his best to ignore this need he had for Keely.

Of course, most of the bullshit he had told himself and his teammates had nothing to do with his reason for not wanting to get tangled up with her.

No, he was worried that she was starting to mean too much to him.