Page 41 of Pucked Together

I move my hands from the counter to her hips, thrusting into her. She clenches harder and throws her head back in pure ecstasy. There's no way I can keep this up. Not here, not now. With a bunch of the guys out back and whoever else might walk through these doors.

In one swift move, I hoist her over my shoulder.

"Ryker!" she yelps.

"Uh-uh. You're asking for this."

"Where are you taking me? I need to cook."

"They can order takeout." I carry her across the house into our corridor. I open the door to my room and kick the door shut, throwing her onto my bed.

When I look down at her, there isn't an ounce of shock on her face. She's smiling from ear to ear.

"You like this, don't you?" I ask her cocking my head to one side.

She bites her lip, and I know the answer is yes.

She sits up on her elbows, and I slide her to the edge of the bed, where I lean down and take those lips into my mouth again. She surrenders to me—all the passion returns in a swift gust.

There's something here. Whether we want to pretend it's here or not. And I know it scares her because it scares the hell out of me. And not much can scare me these days.

We break apart just long enough to catch our breath, but she grabs me by the waist so that I'm hovering over her outstretched body.

Our mouths crash again, and it's the sweetest taste I can imagine. The smell of peaches combined with the essence that is Izzy. It's too much for my senses to handle. She has me wound up tight. I reach down to lift up her shirt, and she wiggles it off, showing off two perfect breasts.

"You're so fuckin' beautiful," I tell her. And it's the God's honest truth. I've never seen a woman like her. A goddess bared to me. Perfect, plump. My own personal piece of forbidden fruit. And I'm finding it impossible to resist.

I lean down and take one of her nipples into my mouth, drawing out a deep sigh from her. She arches her back, and her thighs rub against my restrained erection.

I lick and tease her nipple until it's a perfect peak, and then go to the other one. She watches me. Her hips bucking, driving friction over my pants, and all I can think about is ripping off hers.

I need to taste more of her.

I kiss down her abdomen and run my tongue over that pretty little navel piercing she's been teasing me with for the last week. When I kiss even lower, both her hands go to my head and stop me.

I look up at her.

"I have to ask you something," she says sheepishly.

“I’m clean, Izzy. We get tested pretty regularly. And I haven't been with anyone in a really long time.”

I think she sees the worried look on my face. The look that I’ve crossed a line.

"No, no. It's not that. And I'm clean, too. I’ve also been on birth control for a while.”

I push myself up until I sit beside her on the bed. She looks around the room as if trying to formulate her thoughts. "I don't know how to say this."

"Whatever it is, I can handle it," I urge her.

She lets out a breath and covers her eyes.

"Will you teach me?" she breathes out in a rush.

Chapter 13

Izzy

Iwatch as his face goes from worried to surprised.