RYDER (Slater Brothers 4) by L.A. Casey Page A

licked, and sucked.”
    I lifted my hand to his thigh and squeezed in warning. “I’m serious,” I panted. “I will do somethin’ insane if you don’t stop.”
    “Yeah?” he said as his teeth nipped my earlobe. “Like what?”
    I lost a little bit of my control when I said, “Like fuck you where you sit.”
    I heard Ryder’s quick intake of breath, and felt his leg muscle tense under my palm. “How would you fuck me, sweetness?” he asked after swiping his tongue over my skin. “Would you ride me slow and deep? Or fuck me fast and hard?”
    Screw being in control.
    “Let’s find out,” I almost snarled.
    Ryder pulled back and looked at me with wide eyes, but before I lost my nerve, I let the pulse between my thighs urge my movements. I turned, bent my knees and crawled onto the seat. I cocked one leg over Ryder and sat on him, not being able to resist rocking my pelvis forward.
    I groaned out loud when I felt the thick hardened length of Ryder’s cock press against me, causing a shiver to spread throughout my body. I looked down to Ryder when I felt his hands clamp down on my arse. He squeezed my flesh between his hands and lifted his head up to mine. I lowered my mouth to his, and let it hover a hair away.
    “You’re coming home with me,” Ryder growled. “I don’t fuck in public, but darling, you’re making me rethink that.”
    I groaned and rocked my pelvis against him once more. “I think I can come from doin’ this alone,” I said into his ear and then pulled back and snaked my tongue across his lower lip.
    Ryder’s hips bucked up into me. “Prove it.”
    Was he challenging me? I thought, my inner vixen smirking.
    It was very rare that I let her out to play, but Ryder was coaxing her out into the open. Shy Branna was taking a backseat to Naughty Branna, and, for once, I did so willingly.
    I covered his mouth with mine and squeezed his shoulders with my hands when I heard him groan at the contact. He plunged his warm, wet tongue into my mouth and growled as I rolled my pelvis against him. I continued to rock against him, panting as the added friction of our clothes roughly rubbed against my throbbing clit.
    I pulled away from Ryder’s mouth to try and catch my breath, but he wouldn’t allow it. As soon I detached my lips from his, he lifted a hand from my behind and fisted it in my hair and roughly pulled my head back towards his and covered his mouth with mine once more. He bit down on my lower lip before sucking it into his mouth.
    Fuck.
    I moaned as he bucked his hips up and pushed his hardened length against me. I hissed and rolled my hips back and forth until my breathing became laboured. I could feel the sensation that was building up in my core. At first it was little licks of pleasure I felt, but the harder and faster I bucked against Ryder, the more intense the licks became until suddenly it was excruciating pleasure. I sucked in a breath and held it as I was thrown over the edge into bliss.
    I felt kisses and a tongue trail along my jaw line, but I was only pulled back into reality when teeth bit into my neck causing me to cry out. The mixture of pleasure and pain was so intense I let go of Ryder’s shoulders and started to involuntary lean to the right. Before I had a chance to fall, Ryder gripped onto me and pulled my chest against his. He held me against him until the cloud of ecstasy lifted from me and I blinked reality back into focus.
    Heaven , my mind purred, that was exactly what I experienced.
    “Holy Christ,” I panted.
    “You were right,” Ryder growled. “You could come from just grinding on me.”
    I allowed his words to sink in, and the realisation of what I just did became very clear.
    “Omigod,” I whispered and squeezed against Ryder, hiding my face in the crook of his neck. “What did I just do? Oh, God, you must think I’m some little—”
    “Don’t finish that sentence,” Ryder cut me off, bringing his mouth to my ear. “You used my body to give