Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 100090 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 500(@200wpm)___ 400(@250wpm)___ 334(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100090 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 500(@200wpm)___ 400(@250wpm)___ 334(@300wpm)
I cry out with the orgasm, and then all I want in the world is Ryan inside of me.
“Need you,” I mutter, and when he moves to cover me with his body, I push his shoulder, urging him onto his back.
His eyebrow wings up, but he doesn’t argue as he lies back, still fully clothed.
“You’re like a present.” I go to work on the buttons of his shirt, kissing his skin as I uncover every warm inch of him. “Like the best present ever.”
He groans and sinks his hands into my hair. When I’ve unfastened his jeans, he raises his hips so I can pull them down his legs and toss them onto the floor.
When he’s finally naked, his erection standing proud, I crawl up his legs and lick him from root to tip, all the while holding his gaze with my own.
His hazel eyes narrow as his lips part in a silent groan. My fist circles him, pumping him as I suck and lick, and just when I feel him start to pulse, I crawl over him and ease him inside of me and begin to ride.
His hands are planted on my ass, urging me up and down at a pace that satisfies us both. I can’t stop moving, clenching on him, and I reach down to circle my clit as I ride him, which sends me into overdrive.
“Ah, hell,” he moans, and suddenly, he’s lifted me off of him, and I’m on my stomach, ass in the air, and he’s inside of me once more, his mouth planted next to my ear. “You’re fucking incredible. God, I never stop wanting you.”
He’s panting, his voice a low growl, and his hand is planted at the small of my back as he plunges in and out of me, faster and faster until we both shatter into a million pieces.
When he eases out of me, I fall into the pillow and don’t even care that I can’t breathe.
I can die a happy woman now.
But Ryan turns me onto my side and kisses me long and slow.
“Water,” I say against his lips. “I need some water.”
“As soon as my legs regain feeling, we can go get some.”
I grin and kiss him, then swat his butt and climb off of the bed. “Come on. Let’s get a drink and then sit out on the swing.”
“You need clothes if you’re going outside.”
I raise an eyebrow. “Says who?”
“Says me.” He wraps me in his shirt and buttons it for me. “No one is going to ogle my girl’s body but me.”
“Did you just say ogle?”
He grins and tugs on his jeans but leaves them unfastened as he follows me to the kitchen. I pass him a bottle, and as we drink, I see that he’s eyeing the swatches on the wall.
“I’ll eventually paint in here.”
“Why don’t you just let me see to it?”
I frown over at him. “What, in all your spare time?”
That makes him laugh. “I can make some calls.”
“Like you did with the air conditioner? You don’t have to do that.”
“I know I don’t have to.” He reaches out and tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear before dragging his fingers down my jawline. “I don’t do much of anything that I don’t want to.”
“Honestly, paint is the last thing this room needs. The stove isn’t even hooked up to anything because I had a gas leak, so we had to cap it off. It’s mostly just an ornament now.”
His eyes narrow. “You had a gas leak.”
“Not long ago, actually. When you were gone, the same day the AC was installed, now that I think about it.”
“And you didn’t tell me.”
I shrug and drink my water. “I had it taken care of right away. I guess I should replace that thing.”
“Polly.” He sets my water aside and simply pulls me in for a long hug, rocking me back and forth in that way he does that soothes and sets me at ease. It’s my favorite thing in the world. “Let me take care of this for you.”
“I don’t want you to think that I need you to do this. That I want any of your money. Because I don’t. Not ever, Ryan.”
I feel him smile against the top of my head. “If I thought that, we wouldn’t be standing here right now, and you know it. But, babe, I can do this. I can help you with this, and it’s something I’d like to do.”
“Really?” I lean back so I can look up at him and find him grinning down at me. “You enjoy home renovation?”
“Actually, yeah.”
“Wow. Interesting.” I lick my lips. I can still taste him there. “I will never take advantage of you, Ryan.”
“Maybe you should, just a little.” He laughs when I scowl. “I’m a giver, Polly. I like to help, to gift, to make life easier for the people I care about. Don’t look now, but that includes you.”