NATALIE

Ryker’s lips clash with mine again. The little restraint he had over himself to stop and apologise first seems to have snapped.

He forces his tongue in my mouth, exploring every inch of it before his tongue finally strokes mine. Fire explodes behind my closed eyes. I moan in his mouth before pushing my body into his again.

All the things he says and does to me…Fucking Goddess! I would never be able to reject him even in a million years.

His hands find their way to the zipper on my back. He unzips my dress and slides it down my shoulders. The cold air brushes against my skin, making me shiver against his body.

Detaching our lips, he moves down to my exposed neck. His lips harshly suck, bite and lick my skin. I groan with every stroke of his tongue, every kiss of his mouth and every brush of his teeth over my sensitive skin.

My mouth falls open, his name slipping past my lips. “ Ryke… ”

Ryker groans against my neck and pushes my back into the couch, hovering above me. My hands