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I grab her ass and unload inside her as her pussy massages it out of me. It’s all I can do to keep from collapsing on top of her as every drop inside me is drained. I can feel it all the way to my toes while I pulse into her.

Whispering her name as I wrap my body around hers, I register somewhere in the distance that she’s cried out, said my name, and asked for more over and over. I’m thankful she reached her climax when she did, because there was no way I could go a second more.

It’s all a blur as my shaky legs lift us off the floor and onto the bed. We’re both still mostly dressed and I’m still inside her, but I have no plans to change either. Instead, I wrap my arms and legs around her, keeping her as close as possible while I whisper in her ear words of devotion and comfort. I tell her how incredibly beautiful she is, how special this was to me, and how I’m going to take care of her for the rest of our lives. I tell her everything that’s in my heart until she drifts off to sleep.

Then I kiss the place below her ear and whisper, “I love you.”





Chapter 20





Blair





Warmth surrounds me as my eyes slowly open. A sliver of morning sun peeks through the thick curtains, and I smile when I see Ryker is wrapped around me in a possessive hold. Even in his sleep he’s obsessed.

Slowly I roll over, not wanting to wake him up but seeking a chance to look at him without him knowing. I rest my hand on his bare chest and fight a blush when a see a small hickey on his neck. I have to fight a laugh because I’m a little shocked that I did it. I never thought I was passionate when it came to anything sexual. To be honest, I didn’t really think about sex that much. Well, before Ryker. It’s probably why I’d never done much in that area beyond some heavy petting.

Ryker brings out a side of me that I didn’t know was even there. Or maybe I did know it was there, but I’ve just spent years trying to hide it, trying to be something that I’m not. One thing I do know is that right now I’ve never been happier or more content in my life. It’s crazy because I don’t have one single worry when I should be having thousands. All I can think about is if we can do what we did last night all over again and never leave this bed.

I shuffle my legs a little to see if I’m sore, but I only feel a small twinge. I wouldn’t call it pain, more of an ache at being filled. Ryker woke me up in the middle of the night and we made love once again. Then we soaked in his big tub, where he rubbed my entire body until I passed out again. It was perfect. He was perfect.

I run my hand up his stomach and back to his chest, resting it over his heart. He looks so much younger when he sleeps. Leaning over, I move my hand and kiss his chest. I’ve never felt so close to someone before. It’s almost laughable that for a second I thought I could be with someone like Fritz. I don’t even know what to call that relationship anymore, because looking at what I have with Ryker, it’s nothing in comparison. I actually feel a little stupid for even dating him. I sold myself short on what a man should give me and what he should make me feel. Because I’ve got it now, and it’s life changing.

“Morning.” My eyes fly up to Ryker’s. He’s got a sleepy smile that’s utterly adorable. He stretches his big body, and I watch as the sheets move out of the way to reveal exactly how excited he is this morning. My eyes are locked on his huge cock, and for a moment I’m wondering how I was able to have that inside me.

I laugh in surprise when he rolls over quickly and pins me under him.

“Missed you,” he says as he buries his face in my neck.

“How could you miss me? You’ve been wrapped around me all night,” I tease as he pulls back and smiles down at me. I can’t help but think this is how I want to wake every morning.

“I missed this.” His mouth comes down on mine in a slow, sweet kiss that has me wrapping my arms around his neck. When he pulls back he looks down at me with concern.

“Are you sore?”

Of course that’s his worry, and it makes me melt inside.

“I’m good,” I admit, not wanting him to stop.

I spread my legs and he nestles in between them. His cock brushes against my clit, and I gasp in pleasure.

“Nice and slow,” he whispers as he kisses my neck.

He teases me for so long, the need between my legs builds and builds. My hands slide down his back as he bears down on me even more. He rocks his hips back and forth, and then I feel the tip of his cock slide to my opening as he pushes inside. I lift my hips as he slowly enters me, so I can feel every hard inch of him. I moan his name, and he gives my neck a little bite, making my pussy clench, sending pleasure surging through my body.

“Still so fucking tight,” he growls in my ear, moving in and out of me. “You wrap around my cock like you don’t ever want to let me go.”

“Never.” The word falls from my lips instantly.

Ryker stills for a moment before he thrusts in again, only harder this time. He’s impossibly more possessive, but with a sense of urgency. My small admission seems to have sparked something within him. But it’s the truth. I don’t ever want to let him go. I want to hold on to all the things he makes me feel and all the ways he cares about me. It’s like no one else ever has.

I might have been stupid about some of the choices I’ve made before, but I know this one is right. I can feel it deep inside of me. There’s no more questioning, no more fighting it. It’s not like all the decisions I’ve made in my life before now. At the time I thought they were the right thing to do. This one I’m making because it’s truly what I want on every level.