his throat, his restraint hanging on by a thin thread. Now is not the time to get into the story of my dad demanding it when he found out my indiscretions, so I just nod. I slide down his shaft, swallowing the moan from feeling all of him. His nostrils flare and his growl is low as he grips my hips to stop me from moving.
“Give me a second,” he breathes, closing his eyes for a moment. His Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows thickly. “This is more than I expected. Fuck, I’m going to come too fast.” When his eyes open, pure unadulterated lust flashes up at me. Both of his hands squeeze my breasts and I grind my hips around him. Seeing his restraint slipping spurs me on and I rotate my hips, riding him in quick thrusts. He licks his thumb and presses it on my swollen clit and I swallow my moan knowing Halli is close by. My whimpers turn into dizzying breaths as waves of ecstasy crush me.
Still buzzing from my high, he flips me over, his hard body on top of mine. He thrusts a couple of times and I moan at the new position. So deep. Fingers trail down my arms until he reaches my hands. Intertwining them, he pins them above our head. The tips of my sensitive nipples brush against his hard chest as our bodies become one. I tremble, the intense sensations overwhelming. The liquid movement of our heated dance is erotic. Consuming.
Perfect.
He plunges wildly, and I yank a pillow over my face as my moans gain traction. His body convulses, and he falls over me, ripping away the pillow and replacing it with his needy mouth devouring mine.
As our chests still rise and fall while we come down from the most intense lovemaking, he rolls his head to the side with a slow smug smile.
“What?” I giggle.
“Bareback is definitely the best.”
“You know you don’t have to leave that way, right?” I stare at him as he pops open the window. “They already know you’re here.” I mean, we ate breakfast this morning with everyone.
“Shh. Let me live a fantasy of mine.”
I bite my lip at how cute he is. Crazy. But cute. “And what fantasy is that? A night creeper?”
He pauses, straddling the window, and looks back at me. “No. A spy who infiltrated a heavily-guarded mansion to find the one thing everyone has been searching for. But it’s worth the risk.”
“And what is that?”
“The King’s daughter.” He wags his brows. His tale is shockingly close to the truth. “But now, I have to escape because she was too loud, and she alerted the guards. So, I must leave, Whiskey. It’s been fun while it lasted.” My breath catches and he laughs at my expression.
I was not loud.
The pillows have permanent bite marks that will forever hold my moans. “Oh, wait!” I rush to the bedside table, grabbing my phone. “I need to give you my number.”
I’ve yet to learn my new phone number so I search for it. “Here, give me your phone,” he demands, impatiently.
I hand it to him and he plugs his number in with a few quick strokes and gives it back. “There. Call me.”
He winks and then glances at the bedroom door behind me as if someone is about to come in. I look over my shoulder but the door remains shut with no sign someone is on the other side. When I turn back, he’s already climbing down.
With the phone to my chest, I watch him run across the lawn like he’s being chased. Ryker’s playful side is one of the many things I love about him.
My heart squeezes.
Yes, I said love.
Later that afternoon, still on a high from seeing him, I text:
Me: Can’t wait to be ‘loud’ with you again.
Chapter Thirty-One
Aspen
“Halli?” I knock on her open door and wait for her to look up from her bed. She’s reading something on her computer.
“What’s up?” She replies, closing her computer and putting it on the bedside table.
“I want to go back to the island.”
Her head tilts as she tosses around what I said in her head. “Like… forever?”
“It’s tempting,” I joke, half-heartedly. “But no. The box that came for me yesterday wasn’t everything. I need to go back. Also, I’d like to tell everyone goodbye. It doesn’t matter that my dad lied to me, those people back on the island are still my people.”
Today, Secret Service found out that if my father wants