He throws his head back with a laugh. “Yeah, I guess it doesn’t exactly fit the reputation, does it?”
“Not even a little.”
We dance for several more minutes. Wrapped in his arms, the gentleness of his touch makes me feel like I’m floating. He’s so different right now. It’s a side of him that makes him even more irresistible. It’s definitely a good thing I’m tired of resisting.
His fingers stroke up my arm slowly, leaving prickles at his touch. I look up to see him staring at me like I’m the only thing that matters. I gasp at the intensity behind his eyes, the raw hunger that sends the butterflies fluttering.
He lowers his mouth to mine with the barest brush of his lips. The burn he causes begins to flare and flame beneath my skin. When he slides his tongue across my lips, I stop breathing. He takes my mouth fully, claiming it like a priceless possession.
When he pulls back, I’m a puddle at his feet. “I’m going to give you a choice, pixie. When we leave here, I can take you back to your dorm or you can come home with me.”
“I can’t go home with you. It could get me expelled.” I wonder why he would even suggest it. He knows the rules.
“I have that taken care of, but I want you to have the choice. It’s your decision. I want you to really think about it.”
His voice tells me everything I need to know, and it has my heart pounding. I can’t stop the question though. “What happens if I go home with you?”
He drops his mouth to my ear with a growl. “If you go home with me there’ll be no turning back. No changing your mind later. I will taste you, touch you, and fuck you until you’re begging me to stop. Then I’ll do it again. So be sure, love, because the little virgin pixie will be no more.”
My mouth falls open. My body is tingling with excitement, but my head is riddled with fear. I lay my head on his chest, trying to decide what I want.
The truth is, I’ve thought about this for a while. I’ve wanted everything he just said. I just don’t know if I’m ready for the experience of Ryder. How can anyone be ready for him? “What happens if I don’t go with you?” I whisper, afraid of the answer.
He leans back from me, tilting my head up with a finger under my chin. “Then I’ll take you to your dorm, kiss you goodnight, and pick you up tomorrow for your shift at the diner. I’m not pressuring you to sleep with me, Heaven. I told you I wanted more, and I meant it. I also know I can’t have you there and nothaveyou. I pride myself on my control, but when it comes to you, it seems I don’t have much.”
My heart swells inside my chest. This boy—man confessing something like this is a big deal. Ryder isn’t an open book. He is the most passionate, fiery, yet closedoff person I’ve ever met. Telling me that I make him lose control? That’s a big deal.
And it makes my decision for me. “I want to go home with you.”
“You sure, Heaven? I mean really sure? I’m not the slow and gentle type, you know.”
“I’m sure, Ryder. I’ve always wanted it to be you.”
“Fuck, pixie. Now I’m ready to blow this joint. I expected you to take longer to decide.”
“Then why are we still here?”
Ryder
Easy On Me
Never, and I do mean not a single time, have I ever been nervous about sex. Not even my first time. Or my other first time.
Tonight, I’m so bloody nervous, I’ve got a white knuckled grip on the steering wheel of my Range Rover. I can’t even pinpoint why I’m so nervous. I’ve wanted Heaven from the minute I saw her. Of course, things are different now. I’m not just after a piece of ass. There are feelings involved. A lot of feelings.
I pull into the private garage of my building but don’t immediately shut off the car. I turn to face her and the breath leaves my body. Just like earlier when she came into view. I call her pixie, but I swear her name suits her better. I never considered myself religious. I’ve never thought about what lies after this life, but looking at her, I know Heaven is real.
Part of me feels like I don’t deserve to stand in the same room with her much less deserve any of the affection she offers. But I’m a selfish bastard, and I’m not refusing anything she offers. Despite my dick’s screams of protest, I feel the need to make sure of her decision. To make sure she’s certain this is what she wants.
I lean over taking her mouth with my own for a short second before lacing our fingers together. “It’s not too late to change your mind. I can still take you back to the dorms.”
“Do you want me to change my mind?” She bites that bottom lip, making my cock jump. I wonder if she knows what that little habit she has does to me.
“I should want you to, but I’m a selfish bastard.”
She reaches up, cupping my face. I close my eyes, not only against the contact of her skin on mine, but at the sweetness, the goodness that is Heaven. She is pure in a way that has absolutely nothing to do with her virginal status. I’ve known plenty of virgins that were evil, malicious bitches. Plenty that were so far opposite of what Heaven is. She embodies her name. She is warm and compassionate and everything I could never deserve. The thought that I want to deserve it terrifies me.
“You’re not a bad guy, Ryder. I don’t know why you think you are.”
