Page 49 of Pucked Together

"You alone?" Ryker asks.

I look around my tiny space, "Nobody's hiding under my desk, so yeah, I'd say so."

He smirks and walks in shutting the door behind him, "Smartass."

"What are you doing here? I thought you were meeting up the guys at the..."

He waves it off and strides over to me, taking my face into his hands and looking down at me.

"I couldn't think of anything else today," he dips his head and brushes his lips against mine. "But the taste of you—riding my face—chasing your pleasure."

I feel my heart pound wildly in my chest. And I wonder if he feels it, too, because he moves his hand to my chest and places it there. "Well, you're very talented,” I murmur.

"Do you want your next lesson?"

The way his voice rumbles when he speaks. Whatever he's thinking—my body is already responding. I can barely speak above a shrill 'uh-huh.'

He chuckles and says, "Get on your desk, Wildfire."

Wait...here? He wants to do this here?

"Ryker," I protest. "We work here, we can't."

"Shhh." He brings a finger up to my lips. "Lesson number two, Wildfire. If you want to experience a heightened state of pleasure....up the ante."

He kisses my neck, and I melt into it. "Now, get on your desk before I put you there myself."

I don't know why I listen to him. Why I trust him the way I do. But I want nothing more than to accept what he's offering.

So I step back, strip out of my shirt, and kick off my shoes so that I can pull my pants down and kick them off, too. Now I'm standing before him in only my underwear.

He swallows hard but doesn't move. He only puts his hands in his pockets and cocks his head, watching to see what I'll do next.

And having his full attention does something to me. He has so much restraint. I want to push him. I want to see how far I can go before he loses it. So I reach forward and grab one of his arms, forcing a hand out of his pocket. I hold it up to my face using both hands, take his pointer finger, and draw it into my mouth.

He watches intently as I draw his long finger deep into my mouth. Sucking and running my tongue over it. Remembering what it was like when I took his cock in my mouth this same way.

I feel my nipples harden at the thought of feeling him again. And when I look down, I see his erection straining against his jeans.

I slowly look up at him, pushing his finger in and out of my mouth. And his jaw slacks slightly at the sight of it. The other hand is still in his pocket, but I can feel his body tense. Unable to stay in control.

I pop his finger out of my mouth and give it one more lick before he pulls out his other hand and brings them both to my ass as he lifts me up. I wrap my legs around his waist, and he kisses me. Deeply. Our tongues are in a wild fight for control.

He walks me to my desk and sets me on top of it, still kissing me.

But I pull away, lean back, and drag a foot up his body. He looks at me, confused, wondering what I'm about to do.

I reach down between my legs and dip a finger below my panty line.

His eyes are heated and don't move away from me.

Chapter 16

Ryker

Izzy pushes me gently with her foot on my chest, and I watch her with rapt attention.

"What are you doing?" I whisper to her because the vixen is drawing her finger up from below her waist and dragging it slowly up the curves of her body.