“Shit, Kat, we should—”
“Shh.” I rub his crotch, revelling in the fact he’s long and thick and hard. I did that. Me. It’s a heady feeling, one I want to drown in.
I want him to make me forget everything. And when I come up for air and start remembering again, I want him to do it all again.
I need it.
“Need what?” he pulls back to look at me, and I flush, not realizing I’d said the words aloud.
“Tell me what you want, Kitten?”
That word stirs something inside me. A glimmer of a memory I can’t quite place.
“Why do you call me that?” I ask, and his eyes darken.
“Because you’re sexy as fuck, Kitten.” His thumb strokes my throat, sending a delicious shiver through me. “How drunk are you right now?”
“Drunk enough to want to be reckless but not drunk enough that I don’t know what I’m asking.”
“And what is it you’re asking, darlin’?”
“Touch me,” I say.
“Fuck,” he drawls, his eyes dropping to my breasts and moving down my body in an appreciative sweep.
“I want you.”
“Because you’re hurting,” he states.
“Does it matter?” I cock my head to the side. “I know you want me.”
Giving his hard dick another squeeze, I lick my lips and he chokes out a strangled laugh. “You’re something else.”
“Nobody has to know, it can be our little secret.”
“Damn right, it can.” Ryder hoists me against him, pressing me further into the wall. “Gonna need you to be as quiet as a mouse, Kitten.” One of his hands slips between us and works its way into my damp panties.
“Fuck me, baby. You’re soaked.” He pushes two thick fingers inside me, filling me.
“God, yes.” My head falls back against the wall as sweet sensations saturate my body. “Fuck,” I hiss as he adds a third, stretching me.
“Breathe, baby. Breathe.” Ryder’s thumb works my clit, slow, lazy circles that has me bucking into his hand, desperately seeking more.
“That feels so good.”
“Yeah?” He curls his fingers deep and strokes my inner walls in a come hither motion.
“Fuck,” I pant. “I’m going to… ahhh.”
“That’s it, baby. Come all over my fingers.”
My legs tremble as an intense wave of pleasure crashes over me. I cry out but Ryder kisses me hard, plunging his tongue into my mouth and drowning out his name on my lips.
“Hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” He cups my face in his big hand, gazing down at me with an intensity that makes me nervous.
“My turn,” I sass, trying to regain the upper hand as I palm his dick before wrangling his jeans open.
“Not so fast, Kitten.” He snags my wrist. “There’s only one place I want to come tonight…”