Ryan touched one finger to his lips before closing the already narrow space between them. “Shhh. Hawk and Wally,” he whispered.
He cupped her face with one of his hands as he touched his lips tentatively and much too briefly to hers. Pulling back, he watched her.
She wrapped her arm around him. “Wally and Hawk left already.”
Ryan let out a low groan and smashed his mouth back against hers.
Vicki flung one leg over Ryan’s hip, pulling him in closer to where she needed him to be. With that, his kiss became more frenzied. His tongue parted her lips and she welcomed it with her own. At the same time, his erection worked its way between her lower lips, and although she wore sweatpants and he wore shorts, the friction was enough to have her moaning with pleasure.
Ryan echoed the sound with a groan filled with longing.
“I want you.” His voice, gruff and sexy, cut through her to the core.
“Oh, God. Yes, Ryan.”
With a sharp intake of breath at her response, he was on top of her with one smooth roll. Then he winced as if in pain. “Ow. Shit. Fuck.”
“What?” She looked down to see how she could have hurt him.
“Forget about it. It’s nothing. Tell you later.” He pulled the waist of her pants down and moved his hand back up to stroke the newly uncovered skin. She couldn’t continue to wonder or worry as he traced his fingers across her hip and continued on to slide them between her thighs. He moaned again as he delved inside, testing her.
“You’re already wet.” Ryan’s throat worked as he swallowed hard over his discovery.
His weight on top of her. The desire clearly written on his face. The long, roughened fingers that lingered, stroking her, stoking her own need. Vicki couldn’t wait any longer. She reached between them and slid her hand beneath the waistband of Ryan’s shorts, freeing his straining erection from the confines of the fabric.
Vicki could see the shiver run down Ryan’s spine at her touch. She stroked him one more time, a long, slow movement, up and down. The sharp breath he drew in sounded almost painful. Not like his “ow” had before. More like painful in a good way—in the if-I-don’t-have-you-right-now-I’ll-die way. She knew how he felt. They’d both been tortured enough.
She angled his tip at her entrance. “Now. Please.”
“Condom.” He rolled to the edge of the mattress.
“You have one? Here?” Vicki frowned.
“Wally travels with them. Don’t ask me why, but I’m not gonna complain about it.” He rifled through a box near Wally’s bed and was limping back to her in an instant.
Covered and ready, he rolled onto her again. She was so slick and he was so hard, it took only one shift of his hips and Vicki felt him plunge blissfully deep inside her.
Somewhere in the back of Ryan’s extremely happy brain, he knew they were in danger of being discovered. But his even happier cock was too busy pummeling into Vicki’s warm, wet and welcoming body to care.
Reaching beneath her, he lifted her hips off the bed and achieved new and amazing depths. Her muscles tightened around him as he watched the rapture on her face. The very male part of his pride took immense pleasure in knowing he was doing this to her, bringing her so much pleasure that she couldn’t catch her breath.
He angled his stroke and immediately saw her reaction as he bumped her G-spot. Eyes closed, mouth open, Vicki threw her head back against the pillow…
And then he heard the door open.
If he thought his heart had been beating hard before, it was nothing compared to now as, while Ryan remained buried hilt-deep inside Vicki, someone walked into the room.
Vicki immediately stilled beneath him. Whoever had walked in had entered while Ryan was on the down stroke. Ryan was sunk inside her about as deeply as he could get, and he remained there, afraid to move a muscle. The man moved to Hawk’s side of the room, telling Ryan it must be his leader rather than Wally. He couldn’t
He cupped her face with one of his hands as he touched his lips tentatively and much too briefly to hers. Pulling back, he watched her.
She wrapped her arm around him. “Wally and Hawk left already.”
Ryan let out a low groan and smashed his mouth back against hers.
Vicki flung one leg over Ryan’s hip, pulling him in closer to where she needed him to be. With that, his kiss became more frenzied. His tongue parted her lips and she welcomed it with her own. At the same time, his erection worked its way between her lower lips, and although she wore sweatpants and he wore shorts, the friction was enough to have her moaning with pleasure.
Ryan echoed the sound with a groan filled with longing.
“I want you.” His voice, gruff and sexy, cut through her to the core.
“Oh, God. Yes, Ryan.”
With a sharp intake of breath at her response, he was on top of her with one smooth roll. Then he winced as if in pain. “Ow. Shit. Fuck.”
“What?” She looked down to see how she could have hurt him.
“Forget about it. It’s nothing. Tell you later.” He pulled the waist of her pants down and moved his hand back up to stroke the newly uncovered skin. She couldn’t continue to wonder or worry as he traced his fingers across her hip and continued on to slide them between her thighs. He moaned again as he delved inside, testing her.
“You’re already wet.” Ryan’s throat worked as he swallowed hard over his discovery.
His weight on top of her. The desire clearly written on his face. The long, roughened fingers that lingered, stroking her, stoking her own need. Vicki couldn’t wait any longer. She reached between them and slid her hand beneath the waistband of Ryan’s shorts, freeing his straining erection from the confines of the fabric.
Vicki could see the shiver run down Ryan’s spine at her touch. She stroked him one more time, a long, slow movement, up and down. The sharp breath he drew in sounded almost painful. Not like his “ow” had before. More like painful in a good way—in the if-I-don’t-have-you-right-now-I’ll-die way. She knew how he felt. They’d both been tortured enough.
She angled his tip at her entrance. “Now. Please.”
“Condom.” He rolled to the edge of the mattress.
“You have one? Here?” Vicki frowned.
“Wally travels with them. Don’t ask me why, but I’m not gonna complain about it.” He rifled through a box near Wally’s bed and was limping back to her in an instant.
Covered and ready, he rolled onto her again. She was so slick and he was so hard, it took only one shift of his hips and Vicki felt him plunge blissfully deep inside her.
Somewhere in the back of Ryan’s extremely happy brain, he knew they were in danger of being discovered. But his even happier cock was too busy pummeling into Vicki’s warm, wet and welcoming body to care.
Reaching beneath her, he lifted her hips off the bed and achieved new and amazing depths. Her muscles tightened around him as he watched the rapture on her face. The very male part of his pride took immense pleasure in knowing he was doing this to her, bringing her so much pleasure that she couldn’t catch her breath.
He angled his stroke and immediately saw her reaction as he bumped her G-spot. Eyes closed, mouth open, Vicki threw her head back against the pillow…
And then he heard the door open.
If he thought his heart had been beating hard before, it was nothing compared to now as, while Ryan remained buried hilt-deep inside Vicki, someone walked into the room.
Vicki immediately stilled beneath him. Whoever had walked in had entered while Ryan was on the down stroke. Ryan was sunk inside her about as deeply as he could get, and he remained there, afraid to move a muscle. The man moved to Hawk’s side of the room, telling Ryan it must be his leader rather than Wally. He couldn’t
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