Ryder (Resisting Love #2.5)(15)

“I made you breakfast in bed,” he says, gesturing to the tray on the side table next to his bed.

“Why are you yelling?” I ask in a rough voice, lifting the sheets over my head.

“You should know by now to never try and keep up with Tee. I’m pretty certain she could drink me under the table,” he adds with a chuckle. Well, someone is a morning person.

“Try Tee and Kade. I think those two should be banned from seeing each other,” I croak.

“Coffee?” I ask hopefully.

“Right here, darlin’,” he says, and I lift the sheet off my head and sit up, greedily accepting the coffee.

“Thanks, Ryder,” I say, taking a sip. The liquid goodness slides down my throat and I moan.

“So good,” I bite out, before taking another sip. Ryder’s lips curl into a grin. It suddenly hits me that here I am, in Ryder’s bed, wearing nothing but his T-shirt and my panties, and he's right next to me wearing only a pair of pants. I choke on my next sip of coffee, and cough a little.

“You okay there?” he asks. I nod and put my coffee down on the side table. I glance over at Ryder and our eyes lock. The air suddenly gets thicker, and I see Ryder swallow hard, his throat working with the motion. I push the sheet down off my body and sit up on my knees, facing him.

“What is this?” I whisper to him.

“I don’t know,” he responds, his gaze raking over me. Suddenly feeling bold, I lift up his T-shirt off my body, and throw it on the floor. I hear his sudden intake of breath, and my pulse starts to race. His eyes stray to my breasts, and I watch as he nibbles on his lower lip.

“Are you sure?” he asks in a husky low tone. I nod, which is all the answer he needs, because he's on me in a second. He grips my ass with both of his hands and lifts me up to straddle his thighs. He's sitting on his knees in the middle of his bed, and he groans as my breasts rub against his chest. Our lips connect in an instant, and Ryder’s lips devour me, his tongue tasting and playing with mine. I run my fingers through his messy chocolate brown hair, and he groans slightly, his own fingers digging deeper into the flesh of my ass. I sense Ryder’s impatience when he moves from my lips to my jaw, trailing wet kisses down my neck, and across my shoulder.

Ryder lifts me up and pushes me back on the bed, instantly lying on top of me. He takes one of my nipples into his mouth, suckling gently as his hands slowly pull down my lace panties. He pulls away from my breasts and I take the opportunity to lick his nipple ring, and gently tug on it with my teeth. Ryder hisses out a curse and pins me down to the bed, capturing both of my hands in one of his, lifting them up over my head so I can’t touch him and he's the one in total control. I watch as he leans back, my arms still pinned, and use his free hands to pull down his track pants. I groan. He is huge; thick, long, and beautiful. But even better than that, he's pierced. I moan and lick my lips.

Ryder lets go of my hands and reaches over to pull out a condom from his top drawer. He rolls it on easily, before leaning over me, and kissing me hungrily. He slowly slides the tip into me, and I can’t help the loud throaty moan that escapes my mouth. He gently pushes himself inside me, and I can tell he's using all of his strength not to slide home. He knows it’s been a year for me and he's taking it slowly. I lift my hips up, so he slides into me faster, causing him to call out another curse.

“Lexi,” he groans, moving his hips in smooth deep strokes.

I lift my hips up to meet him, moving in time with him to each thrust. It’s not long before I can feel the warmth tugging in my lower belly, and I scream out Ryder’s name as I climax. I ride each wave, panting heavily. As I finally sag onto the bed, sated, Ryder shudders on top of me with his own release.

Afterwards, he kisses me tenderly on the forehead, before sliding out of me, and heading to the bathroom to clean up. I stretch out my body lazily as Ryder walks back into the room, and hops back into bed with me. He starts to kiss me again, gentle, chaste kisses, at first, that soon turn into deep, demanding ones. I gasp when I feel him hard and ready to take me once again.

“Ryder…” I moan out in surprise and eagerness.

“I told you you'd be blown away,” he whispers with a smug grin.

*****

After spending the whole day in bed, Ryder and I finally resurface. I jump into the shower, and blush when I think of all the things we did. The man has many talents, that’s for sure. I get dressed and walk out into the kitchen, and start to laugh when I see the note Tee left on the fridge.



Lexi,

I really didn’t need to hear all that. He's my cousin after all, I DO NOT need to hear how good he is in bed. I’ve gone to hang out with Layla. See you in the evening. Call me if you want anything.

Love, Tee XXX



“What’s so funny?” Ryder asks, also freshly showered. He's wearing a pair of faded jeans sitting low on his lean hips and a v-neck black t-shirt that is stretched deliciously over his chest. I show him the note, and he just shakes his head at his cousin's antics.

“I gotta head out, I was meant to be at rehearsal hours ago,” he says with a raised eyebrow.

I bite my lip. “Can’t say I’m sorry.”

“Me neither,” he says, smirking and pulling me towards him by the waist. He brushes his lips once against my neck, before pulling back, and watching me, affection evident in his eyes.