Ryder (Resisting Love #2.5)(34)



I lean into her neck and bite the tender skin there making her tug on my hair. Hard. “I bite back.” I say.

“Good.” She whispers before coming back for more kisses. I chuckle and set her down.

“We need to move into the apartment. I have nosy neighbors.” I place my hand on her full ass and guide her up the steps to my second floor place.

I put my keys into the lock and open the door to let her pass. The living room light is on but it’s full of the same thing any single guys place would be. Old couch, big screen TV, and a computer desk. I don’t let us linger in there, I have plans for Grace.

I lead her down the hall and open the door on the right, which is my room. She passes by me to enter and I shut the door. I take a deep breath to calm down. “Climb on the bed.” I speak low so she knows I’m serious.

She blinks before I see lust cloud over in her eyes. She doesn’t say anything but does what I commanded. I stalk over to her and stand by the bed. “Put your hands over your head and don’t touch me.” I don’t wait for a response this time before I’m tugging her shirt over her head. I groan when I take in the pretty hot pink bra she wears underneath. I reach around her body and unclasp it, throwing it to the ground. I take the slick leather binds I have attached to my headboard, then I hold her wrists together as I wrap it around them and make sure it’s secure.

“You like it kinky. Should have known.” She looks up at the binds and then over at me. I smirk before moving down to pull off her skirt and the matching hot pink thong. I don’t have time to admire her in it because I’m gonna blow if we don’t get this show on the road. I haven’t had one girl in here that actually was into this. They did it for me.

I pull my shirt over my head and take in the expression that comes over her face. Its one of awe and I wonder how I never met Grace before. She isn’t like the one Teag describes to me. That one is nice, sweet, and angelic. This one is bitchy, cocky, and kinky. They don’t match up.

I open the drawer on my nightstand and pull out a condom. I unbutton my jeans and push them down a bit, freeing my dick so I can roll the condom on. I look back at Grace and say, “I can’t seem to wait this time. Next time we will slow down. Promise.” She only nods, her eyes focused on my dick. Yeah that makes me smirk.

When the condom is on, I climb on to the bed and hover over Grace, looking down at her blue eyes. Somehow I think they would look better on her if they were a warm brown. I shake my head and snake my hand down to play with her sex. I want to make sure she is ready for me. When I find her soaking wet, I waste no time in pushing the head of my dick into her. Her eyes glaze over in pleasure and her hips reach up for more. Which I oblige.

Before I know it, I’m all the way into her tight heat, where I pause to lean all the way down to kiss her. Which is strange for me, I don’t kiss during sex. In this room I have rules and apparently I’m starting to break them. I shake the thought out of my head and pull away from Grace’s luscious lips.

I clutch her hips while I f*ck her. I don’t watch her face, instead I watch the way my dick looks pushing in and out of her. I close my eyes because it becomes too much. I don’t want to go over the edge without her.

I place my hand right over her mound and flick her clit a few times until I feel her inner walls clutching my dick and she screams out. I throw my head back and let the feeling that is creeping up my spine take me over completely.





We are two friends that share a love of reading and decided "Hey, let's write a book."

About Chantal : I am 26 and a mother of three beautiful little boys. I live in Western Australia. I love to read and write; I'm a dreamer. Ryder is my novella in the Resisting Love series.

About Dawn : I drink too much, Swear too much, and Read too much. I don't have a filter, and I tend to speak before I think. I live in Alberta Canada. I have an amazing pain in the ass husband, and two little girls. I have a huge love of reading. I've been a beta reader, and helped a few authors edit.

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