Claiming Felicity (Ace Security #4)(39)

Felicity looked up at him and licked her lips. She could still taste him on her and loved the desire she saw in his eyes as his gaze flicked from her lips to her eyes, then down her body.

“Maybe we should stay here instead,” she suggested, at the same time pulling up his shirt to caress his bare chest. She also tightened her thighs around him, trying to hold him in place. His hard erection pressed against her, making a jolt of desire shoot through her body. “I know we need to find Joseph, but this . . . you feel good.”

He pressed himself harder against the crotch of her jeans and spread his fingers across her belly while his thumb pressed hard against her clit.

She inhaled at his aggressive touch and arched her back. Ryder used his free hand to press against her chest until she had no choice but to lie back on the cool granite countertop. He slid his hand around to her back and helped her hold the position, her back arched, head back, legs spread, open to him.

“Ryder,” she moaned as his thumb continued its assault on her body. She gripped his biceps, her fingers curled, her nails lightly digging into his muscles as they flexed with his movements.

“You have no idea how hard it’s been for me to sleep next to you every night and not touch you like this,” Ryder informed her.

“I . . . I wasn’t sure you wanted me anymore.”

“Not want you? Fuck, love, I’ve jacked off in the shower every morning just so I could walk upright.”

She didn’t answer with words, but simply arched her back a fraction of an inch more even as her feet inched upward and she hooked her ankles together at his ass.



Ryder tried to control the lust coursing through him. He wanted to rip off all Felicity’s clothes and take her right there on the counter. Her tits were begging for his mouth, and feeling her feet press his hips harder against her core was driving him crazy.

“Tell me what you want,” he ordered. He wasn’t the kind of man to take anything that wasn’t freely given. Not only that, but over the last week, he’d learned that a feisty Felicity was much more exciting to him than the scared and uncertain woman she’d been when he’d first met her.

He’d wanted her then, but his desire for her had grown exponentially as he got more and more pissed off at Joseph and what he’d done to her.

“I want to come,” Felicity ground out. She lifted her head, and Ryder immediately moved his hand to support her neck. Her blue eyes were stormy. Her pupils huge with lust. She pressed her hips upward into his thumb. “I need it.”

Without breaking eye contact with her, Ryder increased the speed of his thumb over her clit. He pressed his erection into the scalding heat between her legs, mimicking the act of making love as he caressed her.

To her credit, Felicity didn’t look away from him. She held his gaze even as her fingernails dug into his arms. Her thighs tightened against him as she writhed under his touch between her legs.

For several moments they stared at each other as he brought her closer and closer to the edge, ignoring his own mounting lust. He knew she was on the verge of orgasm even before her eyes closed and her head dropped back as the muscles in her legs began to shake.

Ryder looked down her body just in time to see her stomach tighten with her impending orgasm. She clenched his hips with her thighs, dug her heels into his ass, and groaned as she exploded.

He’d never seen anything more beautiful in his life. She was fully dressed, wearing jeans and a T-shirt, which had hiked up above her stomach, and he wanted her more than he’d ever wanted another woman. As she continued to tremble under him, Ryder kept the pressure on her clit, pressing and rubbing even as he thrust against her as if he was actually inside her body.

Then it was his turn to close his eyes and groan as the mere thought of making love to her in the near future, on this very counter, and feeling her hot wet body around his cock, sent him over the edge.

When he opened his eyes and peered down at Felicity, he wasn’t sure what he was going to see. Regret. Embarrassment. Awkwardness. None of those emotions would’ve surprised him. But what he saw in her gaze floored him.

Satisfaction. Contentment. A serenity he hadn’t seen on her face since he’d met her.

“You okay?” he whispered as he finally moved his hand from between her legs. Even before she answered, he pulled her upright and clasped his hands at the small of her back, holding her to him. In return, she laced her own arms around his shoulders. He felt her fingers playing with the hair at his nape.

“I’m more than okay. Thank you.”

Ryder knew he was grinning like a loon, but said, “It was my pleasure, love.”

At his words, she shifted against him, obviously noting that he was no longer hard. “Was it?”

He wasn’t even embarrassed. “Oh yeah. I can’t even begin to tell you how amazing that was. How amazing you are.”

Felicity unhooked her ankles and let her legs drop. Ryder stood back and helped her jump off the counter. He needed to change as much as she did, but when she took a step away from him to head to her room to change, he grabbed hold of her hand and brought it up to his lips. He kissed the palm and let his lips rest there for a prolonged moment before looking into her eyes and saying, “I like this side of you, love.”

“What side?”

“The side that isn’t afraid to ask for what she wants and needs. Now that I’ve seen her, I’m not going to let you hide her away from me again.”