Ryker (Hope City #6) - Kris Michaels Page 0,18

forward a bit. Looking back at him, she wiggled her ass. Mother of all things, the woman was irresistible. He reached for her and brought her hips toward him. She dropped to her shoulders. Her hand emerged between her legs and she guided him to her core. He hissed as he entered her. So tight. So fucking good.

Brie arched her back and moaned as he retreated and drove into her again. “Harder.” Her demand was his pleasure. He grabbed her shoulders and pumped into her. Her hair swung with each thrust, sweeping the sheets in a dark fall.

He pulled out and moved her to her back, lifting her legs, holding them in a high V by her ankles. He found her center and rutted back inside her gripping heat. “God, you're beautiful.” He dropped her legs and leaned forward. If he didn't kiss her now, he'd implode. She grabbed the back of his neck and beckoned him down to her. He pushed his knee forward and leaned on her leg, pressing it up to her shoulder, opening her wider as he drove home.

She broke the kiss and arched her neck. Panting, she dug her nails into his shoulders. “Yes!” She shattered around his cock. He didn't slow down; instead, he rode her through her orgasm, and when she finally opened her eyes, he moved away. He laid down on the bed and held his shaft.

She smiled wickedly and straddled his hips, sliding down onto him. He placed his hands on her hips and then slid them north. Her body was exactly what he loved in a woman. Wonderfully soft curves and full breasts. She lifted and lowered, moving her hips in a figure-eight at the bottom of her descent. The friction against his balls and cock damn near blinded him with need.

“I will not last if you keep that up.”

“What? This?” She swiveled her hips at the base of his cock with just a bit more force.

“Brie...” He panted her name.

“Let yourself go. Fill me up. I want you inside me.”

Ryker clutched her hips and slammed into her, thrusting from underneath as he pushed himself over the edge and shouted her name as he came.

He felt her fold above him and wrapped his arms around her. God, he'd never felt this way about a woman. He held her gently, casting his hands through her thick hair.

She started laughing and kissed his neck.

“What?”

“That wasn't everything. I can think of at least ten or twenty other positions we need to bring into our repertoire.”

“Is that so?” He tickled her.

With a squeak, she fell to his side and cuddled closer. “Yep, and then, when we have those down pat, we can always buy a copy of the Kama Sutra. I'm not sure I'm bendy enough, but hey, I can throw some more yoga workouts in.”

He folded her into his arms and panted hard, trying to catch his breath. “Loving you will never be boring, will it?”

“Never.” She laughed and snuggled into him. She was as out of breath as he was. They laid together in silence for several moments before she propped up onto her elbow. “Oh, Roger wants me to go in fifty-fifty with him and open another restaurant. All organic and sustainable foods. I think it may be doable, but I don't want to overextend.”

He was still blissed the fuck out and the only thoughts he could manage were of doing all of what they'd just done again, and she was talking about a business deal. Damn, he had to be getting old. He narrowed his eyes as he stared at her. “And this popped into your mind now why?”

She scrunched her nose and furrowed her brow. “Let's see... I was thinking how good you made me feel, and how much I love you. It didn't really matter what kind of day I had as long as I ended up here with you. Then, of course, the day scrolled through my mind. My mother's call and agreeing to meet her next week for lunch and schedule a time for you to meet my family. Then I went a server down, we shuffled positions and I bussed to cover, I talked to the councilman with an apron on, which didn't bother me but seemed to irritate him. Then Roger talked to me about the idea he had. Hey, did you know he thinks my cousin is a billionaire?”

“What cousin? Jason? I think he's right.”

“Jason's a billionaire?”

“Honey, he's the CEO of Guardian Security.”

“And?”

“And