Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 61861 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 309(@200wpm)___ 247(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61861 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 309(@200wpm)___ 247(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
“I came to make sure you hadn’t killed my businesses,” I say, stepping toward the door.
He laughs at my words. “Please, this is mine now. Can’t you see how much it thrives under me?”
I roll my eyes at his words while turning and walking out the door.
Robert stops me as I go to leave, stepping in front of me. “She got out of bed today. Maybe just let her be for now.”
“Are you her bodyguard?”
He raises his eyebrows at me. “You really don’t know what you do to her, do you? She’s already sick. You just make her sicker.” He goes to turn away, but my hand reaches out, grabbing his arm to stop him.
“I’m not here to make her sick, I’m here to fix her.”
He pulls his arm free. “You have dark intentions, don’t even try to deny it.” He walks away, leaving me confused even more than before he opened his mouth. Walking outside, I get in my car and drive to her place. I should be smart and come back with a clear head. But who the fuck’s ever smart. Especially when it comes to her. She’s my fucking oxygen that only lets me breathe in times of pleasure. She could suffocate me, and I would die smiling. That’s what she does for me. It’s what she’s always done. That’s why I’ve tried to avoid her for as long as possible.
Pulling the key from my pocket, I unlock the door to her business and make my way in. Her door to her apartment is locked, but I unlock it anyway. When I open the door, a light is on, and it glows over her sleeping form as she lays naked tied up in her bedding.
My clothes hit the ground as I walk up to her. She doesn’t move when I stroke her face.
It’s the kiss that makes her eyes flutter.
Chapter Seventeen
Saskia
I don’t know what it is that pulls me from my sleep, but it happens again making me open my eyes. When I do open them, I can feel lips on mine and his smell—Ryken’s distinct scent that I have come to know only too well. His hand rubs my chest, just above my breasts as he tickles, making lines back and forth. His lips come down on mine, and we kiss, it’s slow, languid. Not rushed. Just tasting, exploring each other instead of our usual heated kisses. He’s sitting on the edge of the bed, and when I reach out to touch him, I come into contact with his skin. He’s naked.
“Move over, I’m tired,” he says, lifting up for air. I move over as he gets in my double size bed that’s really only made for me. I never thought I’d have company here. When I bought this place, it was my hideaway. My place that no one else can take away from me.
His body touches mine, and his hand caresses my face as he comes in to kiss me again. His other hand is under my head, and we’re laying facing each other as we kiss. My hand touches his waist, and my body pushes forward to his. I can feel him everywhere. I want him everywhere. He stops our kiss when I push myself up against him, and pulls me to him so he can hug me, but doesn’t make any move from that spot.
He brushes my hair back from my face. “I came to sleep, Barbie.”
I don’t smile, I don’t even move or react. It’s then I realize he’s broken into my apartment without my consent. I didn’t invite him in, and I sure as shit didn’t open my bedroom door for him. And now he’s next to me, both of us naked. The only thing I can think of is how good it will feel when he touches me, in that spot. How we will fit together perfectly when he slides into me and makes my back arch with pleasure from his touch.
“Stop thinking, Barbie.” He reaches for my chin, and lifts it, kissing me again to shut up my thoughts. It doesn’t work. Because all it does is make me want him even more.
I push him off of me, and he looks back at me confused. I sit up and climb on top of him making his smile appear. I’m horny and want him. I can tell he wants me too because his thickness is pushing into my back right now.
“I’m not your toy,” I say, sliding down. I push up so I can feel him there at my entrance. His smile doesn’t leave his lips until I slide down on him. My head drops back, and my hair falls around my back close to my ass. It’s an instant relief having him inside of me again. Like a place I’ve missed and haven’t visited for a long time. That’s what Ryken feels like.