Stupid girl, Jade. You should never have let this happen.
For a smart intelligent woman, I'd fucked up royally. But I had to get it out, tell Ryder, and take the consequences, whatever they were. It was eating me alive, keeping secrets from him.
I curled up on the sofa beside him, folding both my legs under me. I'd just had a shower, and my hair was still damp. I pulled the white fluffy robe closer to my body, a shiver running down my spine.
Ryder looked up from what he was doing on the laptop, raising both eyebrows in question. “Cold, baby?” he asked, concern in his voice. He set the computer down on the coffee table and gave me a smile that took my breath away. He held both arms out, inviting me to snuggle into his warmth.
God, I love him.
“N . . . no,” I lied, frozen to the bone as panic gripped my throat. This was the moment of truth.
His strong arms encaged me, pulling me against his chest as his hands ran up and down my back in soothing circles. This was heaven. I sighed and relaxed against him, savoring the moment, drinking in his intoxicating scent.
He slipped a hand beneath my robe, and up my thigh. “That’s my good girl. No underwear.” He grinned salaciously, his fingers sliding over my smooth pussy.
Jesus, just like that, and I was wet. Maybe I could wait, put off telling him, and delight in this first. I wanted to shut it out. I wanted it to go away, this thing that could shatter our relationship.
He slipped an expert finger beneath my folds, finding my hard nub. “Fuck, so wet, babe,” he rasped.
“Only for you, Ryder,” I murmured.
“God, that makes me so fucking hard for you, babe.”
I giggled. “I know.” I loved how I could unravel him so easily.
“Minx.” He grinned as he slid two fingers inside me, readying me for his cock. The dressing gown slipped open, revealing my breasts. Ryder sucked in a breath, as if he’d never seen them before, and took pleasure in gazing at me. It never got old.
“Fuck babe, what you do to me—” He groaned as he leaned forward and sucked a nipple into his mouth. He sucked until I was moaning, pushing up against him like a wanton slut, riding his fingers inside me.
“Free me. Fuck me.” His voice rumbled from deep within his chest.
I leaned back just enough for me to undo his belt and zipper, digging into his jeans to find the treasure. I was rewarded with a thick, hot cock throbbing in my hand.
I straddled him, lifting myself to the tip of his cock, my legs trembling with anticipation. He reached between us and grabbed hold of his erection and shoved it inside me unceremoniously by bucking his hips upwards as he pushed me down onto him. I cried out as I took him, riding his cock hard and fast, my tits jiggling in his face, his fingers digging into my ass.
“Fuck, baby. Fuck.” He was on the edge. His eyes rolled back in his head before he closed them, fighting his release. His voice was hoarse, out of control. His eyes flew open and he stared into mine. I wondered if my pupils were as dilated as his. “Come on my dick. Now.”
I made a whimpering sound as I came apart. Ryder pulled my hair backward, exposing my throat, then sucked my skin into his mouth. I’d carry his mark on my neck for days.
“Jesus. You make me come so fucking hard,” he grunted as he pumped into me, biting into the skin on my shoulder. Mark number two.
He glared at me, his eyes wild. “Mine. Forever. You are fucking mine. Don’t ever forget it, Princess.” He kissed the spots on my skin that were still throbbing from the delicious pain he had just inflicted on me.
“Yes.” I closed my eyes. Would he still say that once I told him?
God, please let him keep on loving me. Forever.
Chapter Twenty-Four — Jade
“Ryder?”
“Yeah, Princess?”
I closed my eyes. God, I loved when he called me Princess. Would this be the last time I heard him say that?
“I have something to tell you—”
“Let me guess. You wanna tell me you love me hard. Yeah?” He grinned from ear to ear, so adorable that my heart squeezed in my chest.
“Yes. I love you. So much it hurts,” I breathed.
He quirked an eyebrow. “That’s not it, though. There’s something else?”
“Yes.” My lower lip started trembling, so I bit into it to still it.
With his finger under my chin, he lifted my face to his. “Jade. Talk to me,” he coaxed, his voice low and serious. “You’re worrying me now. What’s wrong?”
“I . . . um. . . you have to understand . . . I never meant for this to happen.” I squeezed my eyes shut. “Honestly.”
“Fucking spit it out,” he ordered.
“Okay.” I sucked in a deep breath. Oh God, please don’t let him be angry. I opened my eyes and stared straight into his. He didn’t blink. “You . . . um . . . I . . . I’m pregnant,” I blurted out. All the air whooshed from my lungs. The room was closing in on me, making it harder to breathe.