Page 61 of Christmas Wish
Ryder kissed her face and ground his hips, thrusting up into her as she dropped back down on him. Over and over, Savannah slowly lifted off him until he almost escaped her, and then she’d push back down, burying him inside her heated walls while she moaned softly. It was fucking unbelievable, and it took all the strength he had not to blow his wad.
He reached out and worked his finger on Savannah’s clit as she picked up the pace and bounced on him.
“I’m gonna fuck you hard, darlin’,” he gritted as he thrust up, his hand moving her up and down as his finger kept stoking the side of her turgid nub. Savannah moaned long and loud, her sweet ass smacking against his thighs as she rode him.
Driving into her harder and rougher, he felt her insides squeeze around him and he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer.
A light sheen coated her face and she threw her head back. “I’m coming!”
As she cried out, he could feel it: a thousand fingers gripping him at once and stroking his dick. He watched as she writhed on him, then his balls retracted and his cock began to pulse, and a moment later, he joined her with a chorus of growls, grunts, and groans, shuddering his own release.
“Savannah,” he panted, sliding his hand through her silky blonde hair.
“Ryder,” she croaked.
He coaxed her to roll next to him, and he pressed her close. Warmth spread through him as his heart beat erratically. It’d been a long time since he felt anything toward a woman, and Savannah complemented him very well. Where he was rough, she was smooth. Where he blew his top, she kept her cool. Where he was introverted, she was extroverted. She was the part that made him whole, and he wasn’t quite sure what to do about it.
Then she rested her hand on his withered limb and he tensed. “You don’t need to do that to prove something to me,” he said.
“I know,” she whispered. “My hand just went there. I wasn’t thinking—I forgot how touchy you are about it. I’ll move it if you want me to.” Savannah started to withdraw it, but he grasped her hand and held it firm against his flesh.
“Thank you for letting me in,” she said softly.
Ryder grunted and held her tighter. Everything about her threw him off center, and he wasn’t sure what to do about it. He knew that what they’d just shared went beyond two lonely, broken people fucking, but he didn’t want to think about it. His past relationship taught him that he couldn’t count on women, but Savannah was so gentle, so honest.
Her deep breathing told Ryder that she’d fallen asleep. He kissed the top of her head then buried his nose her hair and inhaled her scent. He didn’t want a single day to go by without her fragrance filling his nostrils.
And with that thought weaving through his mind, he drifted off into a deep sleep.
