Fight Like You've Never Lost (Summer Lake #14) - S.J. McCoy Page 0,67

back to her and cupped her face between his hands to kiss her deeply. Her hands came up around his shoulders and she kissed him back. “Bedroom?” she breathed when he let her come for air.

He nodded and took her hand but instead of leading her to the bedroom, he took her to the living room where he put some music on.

She raised an eyebrow at him. “Are we going to listen to music or are you taking me to bed?”

His eyes were a deep, deep blue when he looked at her. His jaw was tight, that little muscle working. “How about we listen to music? We don’t need a bed.”

“Sounds good to me.” She relaxed back against him when he came to stand behind her and slid his arms around her waist. His cock was hot and hard, pressing against her ass. She rocked against him. She didn’t mind listening to music, but she wanted it to be while they had sex, not before.

It seemed he felt the same way. His hands closed around her breasts, making her sigh. And he ground his hips against her backside. She knew he liked it that way. She did, too, and a smile spread across her face as she stepped away from him.

“Where are you going?” He followed her and pulled her back to him.

“I thought the sofa.”

His hands were unfastening her blouse and then they closed around her breasts again. “I thought right here,” he murmured next to her ear.

She nodded and took two more steps so that she could put her hands on the back of the sofa. She leaned forward and pressed her ass back against him. “Right here?”

He was already pushing her skirt up around her waist. This was one of his favorite places and the speed with which he moved proved it. He pulled her blouse off and got rid of her bra, then covered her body with his own so that he could close his hands around her breasts.

She rocked against him as he stepped between her legs, spreading them wider as he pressed between them.

Her breasts felt cold when he took his hands away, but her whole body heated up when she heard his zipper go down. His fingers found their way between her legs, her thong offering him no resistance before he pulled it down.

She grasped the sofa cushions as he teased her clit then slid two fingers deep.

“Damn, Lee. You’re so wet.”

“That’s because I want you, Ryan. Fuck me.”

She didn’t need to ask twice. He took hold of her hips and thrust deep and hard, making her scream. “Oh, God, yes!”

He reached around and squeezed her clit between his finger and thumb, making her push back against him. “Ryan!”

He drove deep and hard, over and over again, stretching her, filling her as she quivered underneath him. He was driving her to the point of no return, and she went willingly.

“Give it up to me, Lee.”

“Yes, yes, yes!” She screamed as he pushed her over the edge and her orgasm tore through her. Her release triggered his and she felt him tense and let go deep inside as they flew away together on waves of pleasure.

When they stilled, he nibbled her neck. “I love you, Lee.”

“I love you, Ryan. I love you so damned much.”

He stood back and turned her around to face him. “I love you more.”

She laughed. “It’s not a competition.”

“I know. I’m not competing with you. I’m telling you that I love you more than anything. More than I believed it was possible to love someone. More than any trouble that might come between us. I love you more than anything else about my life.”

She looped her arms around his neck and looked up into his eyes. “Aww. You’re the big, bad badass most of the time, but sometimes you’re a romantic.”

He laughed. “I’d hardly call draping you over the back of the sofa and screwing you senseless romantic. I had something else in mind, but you know I can’t resist when you press your ass back against me like that.”

“I do know. It’s not like you came up with that idea all by yourself.”

He smirked at her. “True. I did have a little encouragement.”

She nodded happily. “It’s not as though I wasn’t gagging for it, too.”

He laughed. “Now, that’s hardly romantic.”

She laughed with him. “Maybe not, but you know you love it.”

“I do.” His eyes were an even deeper blue now. He was fastening his pants and fiddling in his