backside, caressing, gliding toward her inner thigh. We ve already both been burned. What s a few
more flames?
God, he wanted to be with her so bad, even more than he wanted to win a championship. He knew
it was stupid to think that Suzanne would want him for more than tonight she d just flat-out told him
that s all it was so he needed to be careful, to guard himself. But for now, for tonight, he was going
to take whatever she was willing to offer.
Taking risks is dangerous. Suzanne shoved her door open.
And when have you ever played it safe?
She turned and shot him a look over her shoulder, one he couldn t decipher. Oh, I think I ve
always played it safe. I just do it with attitude.
That puzzled him. He would have never called Suzanne cautious. But before he could question her
further or turn it around in his head more than once, she peeled her sweater off and tossed it to the
floor. There was a light on in her kitchen and the beam filtered down the hall, casting her head in
shadow, putting her now bare back and legs in a soft glow. Suzanne unzipped her jeans and shoved
them down, bending over and giving Ryder a hell of a view of her red panties.
Trying not to swallow his tongue, he said, I m about to have an attitude.
Really, why? Suzanne turned to face him, her body fully displayed for him in a cleavage-creating
bra and those scrap-of-nothing panties, and he was certain for a second that he had actually inhaled
his tongue because he couldn t speak.
As she walked toward him, Ryder enjoyed the view, his anticipation building with each step, until
she skirted him, her arm barely brushing his, and walked right on past him. She slammed her front
door shut and locked it.
Chances are, you ll never have as much attitude as me.
I think we ve already established that. Suzanne was about to sidle on past him again, the little
tease, but Ryder blocked her by turning his body. She retreated a step and wound up close to the wall.
Perfect.
Ryder took her by the shoulders and pushed her the rest of the way until her back made contact.
What are you doing? she asked.
I m going to kiss you.
That s all you better do. I want my oral sex and I don t want it against this wall.
You ll take it wherever I give it to you, he told her, fingers stroking across the front of her
panties, enjoying the heat coming from her. And like it.
Suzanne s breathing was increasing, just from his light touch across her clitoris, but she gave a
scoff. Who says I ll like it, you arrogant ass?
But there was more arousal than scolding in her voice and Ryder kissed the corner of her mouth,
lingering over the taste of her. You would if you weren t so stubborn. Just relax and let me kiss you.
Suzanne gave a short nod, and Ryder closed the gap between them, his legs on either side of hers,
hands on her neck, his mouth falling onto her soft, sweet lips. But when he kissed her, she bit his
bottom lip, just a quick nip to show him she wasn t about to be submissive.
Oh, we re going to play it like that, are we? Ryder used his foot to shove her legs farther apart.
Like what? she asked, eyes open in mock innocence. She leaned against the wall, her breathing
quick, torso tilted up toward his body.
This power play. We re going to fight for control.
Let s not fight. It s such a waste of energy. Just give all the control to me.
Ryder took her mouth with a hard kiss, wanting her so bad he couldn t believe that it was possible
to want that deep, that hard, that desperate. I ll give it to you.
I bet you will, she said, her hands sliding down and grabbing his ass. She squeezed and fondled
him with a total lack of inhibition he found very hot.
Ryder ripped her bra straps down and yanked the cups so her breasts spilled out. He was losing it.
They were crashing into what was about to be rough sex against the wall, right next to her framed
picture of the Eiffel Tower. Bending over, he nipped the creamy swell of her breast, earning him a
hard swat on the ass.
What, you don t like that?
I want more, she said. Suck me.
Since that was punctuated by another smack, Ryder had no problem obliging. It was on. All his
blood was rushing south, his mouth was hot, his dick hard, his muscles tense. He tore at her bra until
it was down by her belly button, and then he covered her nipple with his mouth and sucked. Suzanne
gasped in pleasure and Ryder wedged his knee up farther between her legs, rubbing his thigh against
the slippery satin of her panties.
Her nipple was hard and slick, a tight little bud that felt amazing in his mouth, so good that he had
to bite it.
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