Ryder - Caveman Insticts Book Three(16)

The shower screen was fogged, but I could see the outline of his body and damn was it a fine body. A deep chuckle had me nearly jumping out of my skin. “I wondered if you’d be able to resist.” His gravelly voice had my pussy clenching and my stomach flipping with butterflies. Damn, the man was dangerous and I hadn’t even seen him yet. What had I done? I should have left. No. I could do this. I was strong. I was supposed to be the one in charge, not turning into a puddle of need at just his bloody voice.

“How’d you know it was me?” I croaked out, annoyed my voice was being uncooperative. I should have been strong.

The water turned off and I froze staring at the fogged screen. “Your bodyguards called me as soon as your car turned directions towards me.”

Crap, he did have me watched. Wait. Bodyguards, plural? “Hey, what the hell are you talking about my bodyguards?

The screen opened and my knees became weak. Oh God, I couldn’t help but stare as Ryder stepped out. He was better than even my wildest imagination. He was huge, and I mean with a capital H. Everywhere. There was no way I could be with him, he was way too big. He had muscle packed upon muscle, wide, tall and built like a brick. His tattoos didn’t deter my lust, only enhanced it. I watched his muscles flex as he came towards me and I knew in that moment I was screwed in every way.

He didn’t even bother with the towel as he stalked towards me. Licking my lips, I moved back into the bedroom until I hit the edge of the bed. My body was on fire. I’d never felt so turned on and could feel my now wet panties. Ryder may be crazy, but he did things to my body. Could I get away with sleeping with him without him taking it to mean I was agreeing to the insane soulmate thing?

My gaze traveled over his toned, lickable body and…Fuck it. I was beyond horny, and all I’d thought of the last couple of days was him. Maybe if I got laid I’d go back to normal. I mean anything had to be better than feeling like I did right now, all hot and needy. I had come here to see what this thing was between us. Okay, so my original plan had been that we’d talk, but right now as I stared hungrily at his body I knew that talk was so overrated.

Decided, I bit my lips and caught his gaze. “I feel overdressed,” I whispered, and then gulped as I gazed down his body, pausing on his hard, long, thick arousal. Wow, he was in proportion. He really was like none of the men I’d been with. My cheeks heated and the warmth that flowed through me rose higher.

He yanked me to him. “I’ll remedy that.” Shivering in anticipation, I let myself go, giving my body to Ryder. He unzipped and pulled my skirt down and I raised my arms as he lifted my tank up and off. He picked me up and the skirt clumped to the floor. He put me down and then knelt. My breath caught in my throat when he carefully helped me out of my panties and undid the buckles on my shoes and slipped them off. I gasped as his warm lips rested on my belly before he kissed his way up, pausing to slide his hands around and undo my bra. It dropped to the floor and his lips latched onto one of my nipples.

Holy shit that felt good. I arched and wiggled until more of my body touched his. Tingles shot straight to my pussy and I basked in the feel of his hard body against me as he sucked on my breasts.

“You’re perfect. So Goddamn beautiful. I love these.” He growled and weighted each breast, smiling at me before he licked at each nipple. “The last couple of nights I’ve imagined your thighs wrapped around my waist as I sink my cock into your pussy over and over.”

Groaning as the image I’d had the last couple of nights took over, I wrapped my arms around him, feeling his muscles flex as his arms circled me. I nodded. “Yes. Do that. I’ve imagined those big lips of yours working my body. I’ve wondered if your dick is the same size as the rest of you and good Lord, am I happy.” I was also scared. He was the biggest I’d ever seen, but I didn’t intend to tell him that.

Ryder grunted, and I noticed a red tinge on his cheeks. Oh, he was cute when I embarrassed him. He leaned so my back hit the bed and I backed up toward the headboard. Slowly, he crawled after me, a predator stalking his prey as he crawled up over my body until he hovered above me, his lips mere inches from mine.

“You’re mine,” he moaned before he took my mouth to his. His tongue slipped out and traced the seam of my lips, seeking entry. Opening my mouth I met his tongue with my own, tangling them together. I trailed a finger up his back, coming to rest on his head, and I ran my hand over his hair, liking the prickly short length.

Ryder deepened the kiss and it took my breath away. He rubbed his body against mine and I loved the feel of his hard muscles against my soft ones. I was surprised at how his hardness felt against me. I expected it to be stiff and uncomfortable, not smooth and caressing. His hands came to rest on my thighs, his fingers paused over my core before he gently parted my folds and played with my pussy. His touch burned, spreading a heat through me that settled at my core, pulsing. Needing air, I tore my mouth from his and took deep gulps as Ryder trailed his way with kisses to nuzzle my neck before he nibbled along my collarbone. I held him to me. His lips shot sparks straight to my core and I couldn’t remember a man ever making me feel like this.