In all her years together with Cole, Bree had never experienced an orgasm as mind blowing as the one Ryder just gave her.
She lay limp with her body sensitive to all senses.
He had a smirk on his face as he watched her with hooded eyes.
True to his promise, he'd made her wait and beg for it before he finally let her cum, his name a chant on her lips and all the while, he made sure her hands were captives in his.
He got off the couch, taking her with him.
Without wasting any second, he lifted her off her feet and carried her up the stairs.
She didn't ask any questions, trusting him to do only what would please them.
He carried her into his room, with it's wide and comfy bed, dumping her on it.
"I want to take you so hard in my bed and make memories to wake up to."
There's no way he means that, right?
He unbuttoned his shirt with so much ease, managing to make the simple action so sexy and tempting.
<Being with Ryder was everything Bree had imagined and more.A lot more.The real deal had put her fantasies to shame and the woman she'd become in his arms had come as a surprise to her.She'd been free and wanting in those strong, big, safe arms.At some point their love making had escalated and there'd been all the urgency in the world in their movement and at other times, he'd been all about the passion and savoring the moment.Slow and thorough in his loving.But it had puzzled her though, his obsession with keeping her hands off him and pinned and keeping all the control in his arsenal.It had delighted her to be at his mercy but to have her hands held at all times, well, that's something they'd have to talk about.Except that it scared her to raise the topic.The last time she'd tried it had ended rather sadly.He'd bailed and left she and her needs to her own vices.Her phone rang, disrupting h
Bree dreaded going to see Jeffery, like she always did, but today it seemed the lesser evil when thrown against facing Ryder after last night.The night had been beautiful and she didn't want anything to ruin it, not even the man that had made it special for her.She sighed as she dressed up, she'd spent a greater part of her morning in the bath sponging off and now her skin hurt as the closest contact.She made sure Ryder was still in bed, at least his room, before she snuck out.If there's one thing she really sucks at, it was the morning after talk, and she'd rather not have it with man as enigmatic as he was volatile.And those were the words she'd use to describe Ryder in a heartbeat.To think she'd understand him better after having lived with him in the same house for a month plus now.The home was already running for the day when she arrived abd it gave her the chills to be here again and so soon.The back of her neck p
Bree came home feeling dirtier than a pig in the swamp, covered in mud.She'd allowed those old fools paw her like an object, and throw their smelly breath in her face, and for what?And to her shame, she hadn't fought because she'd been scared and numb while they brought back buried memories.She hated Jeffery so much it hurt, but this visit just sent the intensity with which she did to the heavens and back.She couldn't stand herself and all she could think about on her way back was scrubbing the filth away from her body in the bath until she feels totally scrubbed and clean of their touch.Hot tears rolled down her eyes even as she tried to bite them back, her life was seeming more like a curse with every new day.Yeah, she understood it now, for some crime she'd committed in her past life, she was being punished with her only living parent.If only she knew what that crime was and how she could make up for it.And their req
When Ryder woke up, it was to a cold, empty space next to him and no sign of Bree.It was almost like last night didn't happen and if he didn't still feel slightly sore from all that love making and raw passion, he might believe that it didn't after all.His room was devoid of any trace of her, except for her lingering scent in his sheets and pillows.It teased his nostrils and brought back vivid memories of last night, sweet memories of milky skin and fluid movement and it angered him so much that she'd bailed on him before even the rising of the sun.It was his pride as much as his feelings that was hurt, in all his life as a man, he's never had a woman disappear from his bed in the morning after, he'd always been the one doing all the running from all of them and their commitment traps.To have him taste the other side of that knife was hell, it made him so mad to consider the reasons she might have had.It all sets the flaws at his feet
Bree's morning was already ruined with her visit to her father, but it had taken Bernett's hard voice calling her to his office to make it considerably worse.His face had been hard as rock and his voice had been even worse.And his words had cut deep when he'd called her a whore, throwing herself cheap to score points in his firm.The filth dripping from his lips had been foreign to her ears as she had no idea what he'd been talking about.She'd had no knowledge of what Nathan Stone looked like in the flesh until this morning, and yet he made his accusations with no remorse or respect to her womanhood.He'd accused her of doing despicable things to worm her way into Nathan Stone's favor and disregarding the rules of the firm because of the man's influence.It had taken everything in her to keep mute and listen to him insult her very birth and existence.She'd taken it all because he was the boss and she needed the money he pays at th
She'd had no explanations to give, nothing not even warmth or apology.Ryder understood, he'd been way in over his head and he was sorry about that.He'd been off the mark to think that this could be anything other than a deal and his revenge scheme.For her, he'd been steering from that a bit.For some reason, she'd crawled deeper into her own head and it was just like they'd never been naked and burning in each other's arms.He didn't give a fuck' what it was, she should have been decent enough to tell him what had gone wrong, but she hadn't even been able to look him in the eyes and give any reason.He took it at face value for what it was, letting the anger and disdain he felt fuel his intent and main reason for being here.She was a mistake that shouldn't have happened, at least it was what he believed and it made accepting this easier.If avoiding him was an art, in the next few days, Bree became the fucking Picasso of it
The attack on his company softwares was more than he'd thought and it had taken a lot more effort to control. He'd spent the rest of the day stuck in the damn task dealing with some fuckers and doing a lot of recoding. No fucker was allowed to infiltrate his company system and cause harm, he'd been breed to cut off such hoes. And if he'd been in town, he'd have turned the hella until he had them pleading underneath his heels. He cuddled thoughts of flying out, back to base and away from this life he was living here. Sometimes, it becomes like too much efforts wasted on men who've lived most of their lives, happy, while he'd drowned in the aftermath of their sins and perversion. They owed him but it was becoming too much effort to make them pay. And while stuck in the game, he'd realised he was letting himself become vulnerable, he was letting the hardness that Ryder Steele was reputable for go for a woman who didn't want him af
Over the next few days though, they barely ever saw each other.Bree was caught at work with the deadline beats and clamouring clients bombarding them with work, so she was barely ever at home.And Ryder had himself invested in his purpose for being back here.He planned to be done from here as soon as possible and get out before the press sees through Marrow's plan and come raging for him.He'd gone to see Roger, the lawyer guy, on hastening the liquidation process.With that cleared, he'd just have to take his strikes and finally take a break from revenge.That shit only served to drain, leaving nothing in its wake except an emptiness that can never be filled.That's why he needed to be done sooner rather than later, it'd be easier to deal with now.With what he already had in his arsenal, it just took getting his hands dirty and getting in one too many back doors to have everything he needed to see Brandon crawl.He c