Alena’s P.O.V
My eyes fluttered open, as I felt Ryker’s warms lip against my neck. I could feel his morning excitement press against me.
“Mmm, sleeping.” I giggled.
“Then why are you talking,” He laughed.
“I talk in my sleep,” I said.
“If you say so,” He said, biting gently on my neck.
I whimpered loudly, pleasuring soaring through me. I was struggling with control around him, but I refuse to be just another women he f***s, then moves onto the next. I don’t expect a relationship with him, I mean I want him actually to get to know me and respect me before I even consider have full-on s*x with him. It was easier said than done. He was too damn perfect.
Ryker slipped his hand up my thigh, pushing it under his tee that I had on, his rough fingertips caressing the skin of my hip. I
