Faith’s Temptation (Dueling Dragons MC Book 1) (21 page)

“I need to tell you something, Ryder. I need you to know I… I really care for you, and right now I need you, all of you.” I desperately want to just tell him that I love him, but something inside keeps holding me back, making me wait. This is too perfect— something could go wrong, break us apart, and my fear of that stops me from telling Ryder how I really feel.

He cups my face with his hands, leans in, and places a gentle kiss on my lips—the lingering kind from the 1950s. We entwine our arms and we lock our legs in an embrace that screams
I am here, I am yours, and we are one
. Our kisses linger and our tongues dance to the sound of their own music.

We sit up and I straddle him. He reaches down and grabs the hem of my shirt, lifting it over my head. Tossing it aside, never once letting his beautiful eyes stray from mine, I reach down and mirror his actions, grabbing his shirt and pulling it over his head, all the while looking deeply and lustfully into his eyes. I throw his shirt to the side.

Cupping my breasts, making my nipples hard through my balcony bra, I reach down and pinch his pierced nipples again. “God, Faith. Why do you do that? It is a huge fucking turn-on,” he says to me as I continue to lightly play with his nipples. He flips me on my back and looks down at me with such passion. He leans in and kisses me again.

We are kissing with tongues twisting and licking in and out. He undoes my bra and throws it toward the door. The desire and need to take each other is overwhelming. He pushes my skirt up to the top of my hips and rubs his fingers in circles around my hip bone. I reach down and undo the button on his shorts, freeing his glorious cock. It stands proudly, showing me just how much he wants me. I start stroking him up and down, mimicking the actions of a person sliding down a pole. He slips two fingers inside of me and rubs my clit with his thumb, rolling it round and round in circles until it is as hard as he is.

He lies down on top of me and kisses me with deep, eager passion.

Our lovemaking starts off slowly and playfully, our eyes never straying from each other’s, but it's not long until our lust and need for release makes me hotter, wetter, and more passionate.

My breasts become fuller and harder. My belly quivers, desperate for him to let go and thrust into me with all his strength. His eyes are still on me, searching into my soul. His hard cock is increasing in size and girth. The slow strokes he makes are taking their toll, and I can tell he is trying to take his time, making sure I’m getting as much pleasure as he can give me.

His chest is heaving, his nipples round and solid. I reach up and pinch them, feeling the steel bar between my fingers as he growls, “Goddamn, you're so fucking hot, babe. How can I hold on?”

He lowers his head and kisses and sucks on my neck with his cock still buried deep inside me. Grabbing my ankles, he drapes my legs over his shoulders, his hands on either side of my head. He finally lets go, slamming into me and reaching places I’ve never thought possible.

Oh. My. God! This feels…amazing! He slams into me again and I moan his name. “Oh, Ryder....” Faster and faster he pumps. Sweat covers us both, and our eyes and hearts connect. I’ve never felt so sexy.

He pumps into me one last time and screams my name. “Faith, oh fuck, Faith!” Hearing him come like that is my undoing and we orgasm together. The pulsing seems to keep going.

Now is the perfect time to tell him,
my brain screams at me. “I—I love making love to you, Ryder.”

Ah, shit, that didn’t work.

AFTERWARD, WE SPEND
a few hours lying in the back of the rig holding each other and sleeping off our lovemaking. I don’t think I’ll ever tire of being with Ryder. I just need to get over this fear of letting my feelings for him be more verbal.

We’re walking back over to the house when Will comes out on the front porch. “There you kids are. We were wondering where you ran off to. Dinner is ready. Come on.”

How long had we been in the truck?
I think to myself. Then Ryder wraps his arms around me from behind.

“We’re coming, boss,” Ryder says to Will, and we start laughing. Will just shakes his head.

We hit the front porch and I can smell cornbread, fried okra, and fried catfish. I’m overwhelmed with the amazing smell. It feels like I am more at home now than when I lived here.

I can hear the faint beeping of my father’s machines.  Knowing that he has a nurse to watch over things helps me push them outta my head while I enjoy dinner with my boys.

Wow, that feels good to say. My boys!
I’ve always had the saying “my boys” for my brothers and father, but now that includes Ryder. I tried to stay away, I really did. But there
is
something about him, about
us
that I can’t ignore.

I let out a little sigh as I sit down at the table and look at the food. It looks amazing! I can smell the sweetness of the cornbread in the air. “Will, the food smells delightful.” Along with the sweetness, there is a hint of peanuts. “Are you frying the fish in peanut oil?” I gesture to the oil in the pan.

“Yep, only way to make catfish, and you know that.” Will gives me his “at least, you should know that” look.

“So when are you guys leaving, Faith?” Nate asks me, and I shrug because I’m not really sure.

Ryder speaks up as I have a mouthful of food. “We’ll be grabbin’ gears early in the a.m. I would really like to be back at my sister’s by early evening,” he says as he takes a bite of his food. He looks so sexy and so…happy. Content, like this was always meant to be. I can see the gleam in his eyes. I love what I am seeing.

“So, Faith, I’m thinking that when it comes to Daddy’s care, he’ll stay home and Nate and I will take care of him. He has a nurse that comes in three times a day already. she’s shown us how to look after him, and we can juggle our workload to fit around it, but for only a short period of time. I think it’s best that Daddy stays home,” Will says to us as we eat our food.

“That sounds fine with me. I’ll come back as soon as I can so that I can help,” I say as I push around some food on my plate. I hate talking about my father being sick, but it is what it is. I look over at Ryder and he’s just looking at me like someone took my puppy.

“You know, you could stay here when I leave on the final run. I’ll be gone for a week or so. You could always fly down or take the bus, then bring your car back up to Layla’s.” He has such a tender heart and is so concerned and thoughtful. This is the reason why I love this man so much.

“I’ll think about it.” I say to him as I take a bite of my food. “Will, this food is amazing!”

***

We finish our food and say goodnight to my brothers and let them know that I plan on waking up early to get breakfast done for us before we leave so we don’t have to stop for food. We say our thanks and I give them hugs, then we head upstairs.

“Go ahead and start your shower. I’ll join you in a minute,” I say to Ryder as I squeeze his hand at the top of the stairs. He gives me a questioning look and I say back to him, “I will be right there. I want to say goodnight to Daddy.” I give him a coy little smile and scrunch my nose.

“You’re so adorable. I’ll wait for you.” He leans in and kisses me on the nose, then turns toward the bathroom. I can’t help but imagine his hard body and the water flowing over his muscles and down his legs....

Stop thinking like this!

I turn and walk into my parents’ room. The machines are still beeping and making all kinds of noises. The nurse sits in the corner reading her book, only looking up long enough to give me a short smile. I walk slowly up to the chair sitting next to his bed and I take a seat. I sit there for a second and look at my father. As his chest struggles to rise and fall, I think about how he isn’t going to be there to walk me down the aisle if I decide to get married. He is going to miss so much, but I will have so many fond memories of him and the life that he led.

“Squirt, is that you?” he wheezes out and reaches for my hand.

“Yeah, Daddy, it’s me. We’re leaving in the morning, so I wanted to come and talk to you and just say goodnight. But I will come in before we leave, too,” I say to him as I stroke his hand.

“Faith Anne, you love him?” my father blurts out.

“I...I think I do. But I haven’t been able to say it to him because something inside me is stopping me. I don’t know what to do, Daddy.” I shake my head, looking down at my feet. “I know he’s the one that I want to be with. I don’t want anyone else,” I confess.

“Honey, when the time is right, you’ll be able to say it. I trust you and I trust your heart. I just hope things work out for you, and that Ryder treats you as well as he has promised me he will,” he says.

So they did have a talk.
I shouldn’t ask, but I can’t help it. “So, you talked with Ryder, I take it? What do you think?”

“Yes, I met him and he’s a nice young man. He really loves my daughter and will look after her. And that is all any father could ask for.”

Beep.
I blink and gawk at the machine next to the bed, worry twisting in my gut.

“It’s just my meds. They knock my ass out, so I’ll talk to you in the morning, Squirt.”

I breathe a sigh of relief, lean down, and give him a kiss. I cross to the door and grab ahold of it to pull it closed after me. “Good night, Daddy. I love you.”

I faintly hear my father say “I love you” back as I walk away and head toward the bathroom.

***

Opening the bathroom door, I instantly start stripping my clothes off. I walk over to the shower and can see Ryder’s outline through the shower curtain.

Holy hell! That sexy man right there is mine, all mine!
I slowly pull the shower curtain back and I peek in to look at my man, and holy shit, he’s hard as a rock.

He runs his hand up and down his length and meets my eyes, licking his lips. “Come here, babe. I heard you come in the door and I got hard just thinking about you naked and under this water,” he says, stroking himself faster.

Stepping into the shower, I maneuver around him until I’m under the water with my eyes closed. I let the water hit the top of my head and trickle down my body. He touches my tits and I instantly get wet. I open my eyes and my gaze meets his. I smile, move closer, and drop to one knee, then the other. I look up at him and he stares down at me, continuing to stroke his cock.

“You’re such a dirty little girl. You know that, right, babe? But I fucking love it and I fucking love you,” he says as he runs his left hand down the side of my face, smiling down at me.

I cup his tight sack and give it a gentle caress. He tugs on his cock a little faster and sucks in a breath between his teeth. I wrap my hand around it and lean in. I lick the head of his perfect cock and slide my tongue down the underside along the throbbing vein.

“Holy shit, babe. I’m gonna blow all over your face if you don’t stop doing that,” he warns over a little growl.

I reach around, squeeze his ass cheeks, and look up at him.

“You may wanna hang on,” I say to him. I lean back in and take his hard, throbbing cock in my mouth again, and bob my head forward and back. Being here with him makes me feel good, makes me forget about all the negative around me right now. From telling my brothers and father about my abortion to my father dying. I need something to distract me, and Ryder’s cock is the perfect thing.

His ass tenses underneath my hands, and I know it isn’t much longer before he lets himself go. “Oh, shit. Faith....” He moans and his cock pulsates in my mouth as he thrusts it deep into my throat.

Ryder yanks me into his arms and kisses me hard on the mouth. “I wasn’t expecting that. Damn, babe. If I knew you could suck a cock like that, I would’ve had you doing it long before this.” He snickers, pulling me against his body. Ah, wet, naked skin gliding over wet, naked skin.

“Well, I felt like showing you how much I lo—how much I appreciate you.” I stop myself mid-sentence and change what I was about to say. And with that, I back up to the showerhead and finish my shower so that I can get to bed, because I know we have an early morning ahead of us.

“Well, you know that I love you, babe.” He kisses me, snatches the shampoo bottle, and starts to wash my hair.

I WAKE UP THE NEXT
morning to the feeling of my legs being lifted up off the bed and raised. “Ryder, what are you doing?” I ask, still kind of asleep. That’s when I feel the first soft but intentional lick to my warm pussy, a cool tingle following his tongue, and the smell of mint in the air. “Oh, God....” I lift my hips off the bed.

“You need to keep your voice down. Unless you want your brothers and dad to hear how I can make you scream my name,” he says with a snicker as he goes back to licking and sucking my clit. “Damn, you taste so fucking good.” His voice is muffled against my wetness.

I let out a little low moan.

“I love hearing you moan when I touch you right here.” He slides two fingers inside of me, reaches my g-spot, and rubs it. Only
he
knows how to do it that way to me.

I try to buck my hips up, but I feel a heavy arm go over my hips to keep them in place.
Oh, God.
“Ryder...Oh...,” I say, in a voice barely higher than a whisper.

“Don’t you do it ‘til I tell you to,” Ryder orders, as he removes his face from between my legs and sits back on his heels. He keeps his fingers buried deep inside me and moves them around, making my clit throb with pleasure.

He pushes his thumb over my clit and my stomach starts to flutter like it does every time I come. I shake and the next thing I feel is a slap on my clit.

“Come, babe. Pour some cum onto my fingers. I wanna feel your pussy grasp my fingers. Come
now
!” And with the last “now,” he flicks my clit. I grab a pillow, shove my face into it, and scream.

As my breathing evens out, Ryder lays next to me, sticks one of his fingers in his mouth, and sucks my cum off it. “Suck it.” He sticks another finger in my mouth and I’m instantly turned on and ready for more.