Ryan Reign (New York Ruthless #4)(9)

“No,” he growls. Then his free hand slides to the waistband of my jeans and he tugs open the button before reaching for the zipper.

“What are you doing?” I whisper.

“Getting you naked so I can fuck you in it.”

“But what if Erin or Wendy hear us?”

He pulls my zipper down and slips his hand inside my panties. “You just said they wouldn’t hear because of the sound of the engines. Besides, I don’t give a fuck who hears us, Jessie. If I thought you’d be into it, I would take you out there and fuck you right in front of them.”

“Shane!” I gasp as he rubs soft circles over my clit.

“I would show them how hard you come for me, sweetheart. Then there would be no doubt that you belong to me and that I am entirely yours.”

“You really want to fuck me in front of your ex-girlfriends?” I pant as the warm wetness begins to pool in my core.

“I would fuck you in front of anyone. Anywhere. It takes all of my goddamn restraint not to bury myself in your cunt every time I look at you.”

“You have such a filthy mouth,” I pant as I press my head back against the wall and suck in a breath while he pulls his hand from my panties and starts to work my jeans down over my legs.

“You love my filthy mouth,” he winks at me before he drops to his knees and presses his face between my thighs. “Fuck, Jessie, you smell fucking delicious.”

“Shane!” I groan as he pulls off my socks and sneakers before tugging my jeans over my legs. Then his hand slides up my leg, over my calf and up the inside of my thigh. I shiver at his touch and he looks up at me and smiles. He knows exactly what he does to my body. I crave him like a drug.

“You still mad at me, sweetheart?”

“Yes!” I lie.

“What can I do to make you forgive me?” he growls as his fingers trail higher and he tugs my panties to the side. He pushes one finger inside me while he circles my clit with the pad of his thumb.

“You could keep doing that for a start,” I groan.

“You like that?”

“Yes,” I gasp. As if he needed to ask. He knows my body better than I know it myself

“You just want my fingers, Jessie?”

“No,” I whimper as he adds a second one and my walls clench around him.

“What else do you want, sweetheart? Tell me.”

“You know, Shane,” I pant as I rock my hips against him.

He chuckles softly before he pulls his fingers out of me and stands up.

I groan in frustration as I blink at him. He trails his fingertips, damp with my arousal, over my cheek and leans his face close to mine, until his hot breath skitters over my neck. “Seeing as you’re being so shy in asking for what you want today, shall I tell you what I’m going to do anyway?”

“Yes,” I whimper shamelessly.

“I’m going to take off these panties and carry you to the bed. Then I’m going to bury my face in your sweet cunt and eat you so good that you scream my name all over this goddamn plane. And when you think you can’t take any more, I’m going to slide my fingers inside you and fuck you just the way you like.”

“Shane!” I gasp as the wet heat builds in my core.

“You’re going to squirt for me, Jessie. You’re going to drench these sheets with your cum.”

He lifts his head and I stare into his eyes. They are dark with desire and longing, and they make my breath catch in my throat. “And then what?” I whisper.

“Oh then I’m going to fuck you, sweetheart. I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to tell me what day it is.”

With that, he lifts me up and carries me the few steps to the bed before lying me down on it.

“You’re a devil,” I whisper.

“But I’m your devil,” he grins at me.



Two hours later, when Shane has delivered on every one of his promises, we walk out of the bedroom together. Erin glares at me. Her eyes burn into my skin with the heat of a thousand suns, but I walk to my seat, willing myself not to blush as I wonder if she just heard any of that. Shane Ryan is a devil, but he also makes me come harder and louder than anyone I have ever known.

I reach my seat, holding my head high and being super proud of myself for maintaining my dignity despite Erin looking at me like she just stepped in me on the pavement. I almost make it, but then Shane slaps my ass just as I’m about to sit down. The sound echoes around the cabin and my cheeks flush with heat. I turn and glare at him but he pulls me into his arms and kisses me so deeply that I no longer give a single damn about Erin and what she might think of me.





Chapter 6





Jessie





With the five hour time difference, it’s after midnight by the time we arrive at our hotel in Belfast. Erin is staying at the same one as us, much to my annoyance. I assumed she might have family here she could stay with, but I can’t help but feel some sympathy for her when I see the look of sheer anguish on her face as Shane checks us in to the presidential suite under Mr. and Mrs. Ryan.

Jessie Ryan is the name on my false passport, after all, and I can’t very well pretend to be his sister, can I?

I know that she comes off as a cold, heartless bitch, but I can imagine how much that must hurt. I glance at her but she avoids my gaze and for the first time ever, I feel like she is the one who may be envious of me. She had this incredible man all to herself. He was going to marry her. I know that the end of their engagement was due to her lying to him, but Shane is as loyal as they come. I bet they would have stayed together forever. It can’t be easy to spend so much time with him and be reminded of what she has lost. Especially when I’m tagging along for the ride this time.