Ryan's Love - C.A. Harms Page 0,35

me to hold a grudge against.” She motioned me inside and closed the door behind me. Bailey was a character. She looked so innocent, but she was far from it. “Top of the stairs, down the hall, and first door on the right.”

I didn’t wait for further direction before I jogged up the stairs. I stopped at the door I knew belonged to Amber and knocked lightly.

“Come in, goof. Why are you knocking?” she called.

I twisted the knob, pushed the door open, and swallowed hard at the sight before me. Amber was lying on her bed, on her stomach, wearing only a tank top and panties. She appeared to be reading something.

I stepped into the room and closed the door behind me. When she finally looked up and noticed I was there, she spun around quickly, grabbed for the nearest pillow, and placed it over her lap. “Ryan,” she said in surprise. “I thought you were Bailey.”

“Sorry to disappoint you,” I whispered as I sat down on the bed beside her.

“I’m not disappointed, I was just a little surprised.” She was eyeing me closely, trying to figure me out.

I looked down at her lap and trailed the tip of my finger along her exposed thigh. Her skin was so soft, and she shivered from my touch. “I wanted to see you. I needed to see you, actually.” Her breath hitched when I slid my hand just beneath the pillow, and her body stilled. I was almost sure she even held her breath.

I grabbed the corner and tugged as she released her hold and balled her fists in her lap. “You are so gorgeous, don’t cover yourself up,” I told her while allowing my gaze to scan her body. “So beautiful,” I whispered as I slid a little closer. “Sexy.” My voice felt strained even to my own ears. I traced the tip of my finger over the small strip of her exposed stomach, and Amber shivered. She remained silent, but her eyes were glazed over. The sexual desire pooled between us, and I couldn’t remember the last time I had felt this turned-on.

I leaned over, pulled my boots from my feet, and let them fall to the floor before I spun around and crawled toward her. Her eyes grew wide and her throat bobbed as she swallowed hard.

“What are you doing?” she asked as she rolled backward and rested her head on the pillow behind her. Allowing my body to rest against hers, I propped myself up with my arms on each side of her head. “Ryan,” she whispered while I nudged myself between her thighs.

“I’m letting go. I’m acting on what my heart is telling me to do. I can’t continue to hold back.” I kissed her just below her ear. “I want you, Amber. I want all of you,” I whispered against her ear, assuring her this was exactly what I wanted. “Can I spend the night?” My heart raced as I waited for her answer.

“Yes.” Her whisper was more of a moan. “Please stay.”

Her body felt unbelievable beneath mine. She fit perfectly against me. I took my time kissing her and touching her. I wanted this to last. I wanted to leave no part of her untouched.

Sliding my hand along her side, I soon felt the hem of her shirt beneath my fingers and slowly began to lift. As I felt the swell of her breast against my fingertips, my heart beat faster.

“You’re perfect, so sweet,” I breathed.

Amber rested her hands firmly on my chest before she glided them over my stomach and brought them to rest at my hips. She gently tugged then, attempting to bring my body closer, and immediately wrapped her legs around my waist to hold me in place. My name fell from her lips in a needy whisper. “Ryan.”

Hearing her pant my name so desperately urged me further. I reached over my shoulder, gathered my shirt, and began tugging it over my head. Her hands were just as busy as mine in removing the items of clothing that separated us.

“I’ve thought about this moment so many times,” she confessed, and I smiled against her lips, immediately remembering her confession at the bar.

“Me too, baby,” I assured her. “You are always on my mind, Amber.”

Our moans and sighs mingled as we frantically continued to undress, eager to feel one another without restriction.

Hovering over her now-naked body, I couldn’t help myself from taking a moment to appreciate her beauty. Her light brown hair fanned