Ryder
I swallowed hard. For the first time in years, maybe ever, something like nervousness twisted in my gut. My breathing turned shaky. My chest rose and fell faster. I stared at her. Really stared. Those brown eyes locked on mine, clear and unafraid. She wasn’t backing down. She was daring me.
Then her hand moved.
She reached down and touched me through my jeans. Her fingers wrapped around the thick bulge there. She gave it a soft squeeze.
“f**k,” she whispered, voice low and seductive. “You’re so hard.”
That was it. The last thread of restraint snapped.
I scooped her up in one swift motion. Her legs wrapped around my waist on instinct. I carried her to the nearest chair and set her down on the edge. Her back pressed against the cushion. I dropped to my knees in front of her. My h
