She raised an eyebrow, and stared at my boxers. Yep, my erection stood proud, and tented the satin fabric. She was lucky I was even wearing goddamn boxers. I wanted to drag her to my room and fuck the daylight out of her.
Instead I just grunted, and placed a towel over my stomach, laying my hard cock flat on my belly. Her laugh was sweet and sexy. She knew she did this to me.
“Batman?”
“Was a birthday gift from one of the boys,” I explained. She hadn’t seen the others yet. I had the whole fucking Marvel comic club in my underwear drawer, compliments of the guys trying to be funny.
“It’s cute. Goes with your tattoos.”
Cute? What the fuck was she talking about? I was mean and angry. Never cute.
“Anyway, I’m just dropping the kids. Got to go.” The smile that had warmed my heart had faded, and she had that serious look in her eyes. Fuck.
“Stay. Let’s get a drink first. I'm sure the kids are thirsty. What do you say, Jamie, my man? Should Jade have a drink with us before she goes?”
Jamie always came through for me. He nodded his head vigorously. How could she refuse the kid? I was bargaining on that, knowing she wouldn’t stay for me.
“OK. Just a juice, then I have to leave.”
“Juice it is,” I said, happy that she’d be around a while longer.
I watched her ass as she swayed her hips, walking toward the house. Man, I could so get into that ass right now. Pulling on my jeans, I swallowed the lump in my throat as I followed her, grateful that she couldn’t see my hard-on still raging for her.
Just as we finished drinking our juice, Mia came to the kitchen.
“I heard the car. Thanks for taking the kids, Jade. Cobra wants to see them now.” She took Isabella from Jade’s arms, and took Jamie by the hand. “I owe you one, Jade. You’re a sweetheart.”
Jade flashed Mia a smile. “It’s my pleasure. Happy to help out at any time.”
We watched Mia and the kids for a moment as they left the room.
“I have to go now,” Jade said, avoiding my eyes.
“Princess.”
I blocked her path, pulling her to my chest.
“Ryder. Don’t.”
Her eyes darted to the door.
“They won't be back for a while. Relax.” Dipping my head, I whispered into her ear. “Bet you’re wet for me. You know I’m already hard for you.”
It had only been a few days since I’d seen Jade, yet I was desperate for her. I’d jerked off a few times in the mornings, and also in the evenings before falling asleep, imagining her tits swinging above my face and the feel of her wet cunt, but it wasn’t the same as the real thing. I needed to get inside her. Now. For real.
Did Jade feel the same?
I walked her backward and pushed her ass against the counter, grinding my hardness into her. She groaned. My lips found the soft, warm skin under her ear and nibbled gently.
My hand snuck under her dress, targeting that fucking bright-pink thong. She’d worn them under a white dress on purpose—to drive my cock wild. I felt the dampness of the scrap of lace. She was fucking soaked.
“Spread your legs,” I ordered.
I bit softly into her neck as my fingers found their way under the fabric and into her wetness. “You need my fucking cock, don’t you?”
She didn't answer. I jammed two fingers into her, gauging her readiness. She was more than ready. Her head rolled backward as I slowly finger-fucked her.
She whimpered as I gripped a handful of hair and pulled hard, staring into her glazed eyes. “Princess. Tell me you need my cock.”
Her voice was barely above a whisper. “I need you.”
“Tell me you need my cock. Beg for it.”
“Ryder,” she moaned.
“Tell me you wore these pink panties for me. So I would fuck you.”
“I did. I wore them for you. I knew they’d please you.”
“Ahh, you beautiful slut, I knew you did,” I crooned triumphantly. “Now tell me how much you need my cock to fuck you.”
I stuck a third finger into her, massaging her G-spot. She bit her lip, her hands gripping the counter, her knuckles white.
“I won't let you come till you beg me.”
Her breath came in small spurts. She was close. “Ryder, please. I need your cock. Inside. Fucking me.” Her voice was hoarse, and sexy as hell.
Jesus Christ.
She’d turned the tables on me, and just like that, I wasn’t the one in control. I had to get inside that pussy. Now.
Turning her around to face the counter, I pushed her cheek to the cool marble.
“Hold on.” I pulled my jeans and boxers down and quickly rolled on a condom. We needed to talk about that. I didn't want latex between us again.
I leaned down and pulled her panties down her legs. “Step out,” I commanded. I needed these for later. I was keeping them.
My cock slid into her and I sighed, kissing her neck. My hands found her tits and squeezed as I slipped my cock in and out of her.
I pulled hard on her nipples, wanting to make her cry out. I had to punish her for making me want her so much that I ached all over when she was gone, and even more when she was close. She was my drug. Princess had hooked me with her smart mouth and sweet pussy. I couldn’t get enough, and now she had to pay for that.
“God, Ryder. Harder,” she groaned, pushing her ass backward.
Fuck. She was enjoying it.
I gripped her throat and squeezed, my free hand slipping to her clit and strumming it with my thumb while I held her body down against the cold countertop with my weight.
Jade was mine. I owned her. I owned her pussy and her orgasm.
Princess couldn’t scream my name out loud with the others in the house. But the way her body shook, I knew she would’ve if I didn't keep her quiet.
“Grip my cock with your pussy. Make me come,” I croaked as I rode her at breakneck speed, fucking her hard, my balls slapping against her perfect ass.
She did. Her pussy milked my cock as she rode her orgasm, gasping for air as I possessed her completely, even controlling how much air she breathed.
Jesus. This woman was perfect. Perfect for me.
Chapter 10 ~ Jade
Back home in my bed, I ran earlier events through my head again. After I’d succumbed so easily to Ryder, against my better judgment, I knew I had to get out of there as fast as possible, or I’d end up in his bed—again.
Mia and the kids stayed in the main bedroom with Cobra—I’d heard the kids laughing and chattering. It would be a while before they were ready to share their time with anyone outside their close little family unit.
I hadn’t planned on seeing Ryder, although, in all honesty, I was hoping he’d be there. My disappointment at not seeing him when I picked up the kids made me decide not to get my hopes up, just in case he wasn’t around when I returned. It was my lucky day when I found him lazing by the pool. He was like honey, and I was the bee—I couldn’t have resisted him even if I’d tried.
Tossing around in my bed, I knew I had to explain to Ryder why I couldn’t keep on seeing him. That it wasn’t because I was a snob or looked down on him. Because I didn't any longer. Shame washed over me as I remembered how I’d treated Ryder when I’d first met him. He was right—I’d acted like a bitch. But I had reasons.
Good reasons. One of them was because of my dear brother. My heart squeezed when I thought of him.