Brothers Black 6: Ryan the Joker (Brothers Black Series)

by Blue Saffire

  I lose focus and my restraint slips. I wrap my hand around her throat and squeeze. It’s a move I shouldn’t use with her yet. Or so I thought.

  “Fuck me,” I growl.

  She convulses and releases a long moan. I look down at her with wide eyes. Her response to me keeps surprising the hell out of me. I remove my leg from between her legs and find my slacks soaked.

  “You’ve got to be kidding me,” I whisper to myself. I lift my gaze to hers. “You liked that, baby?”

  She looks back at me with those big bright eyes and nods. Oh, hell yeah. All bets are off. I’ve been keeping my freak wrapped up. Not anymore.

  I back up and widen my stance. I let my gaze roll over her body. Slowly, I lick my lips in anticipation of what I plan to do to her.

  “Take the dress off,” I command.

  She looks at me shyly at first, but nods and begins to peel her way out of the dress. I grunt as her black bra and panties come into view. I’m not sure what I want more. To be between her thick thighs or to bury my face in between her breasts.

  I loosen my tie and pull it from my neck. The buttons of my shirt are the next thing I work. Shrugging out of the fabric, I grin at her and drop the shirt to the floor. Closing the distance, I keep my eyes on hers. She lifts her chin and pulls her shoulders back and I give a full-on smile.

  With the tie still between my fingers, I run the back of my hand between her mounds. Her skin is so soft. The way her lips part and she looks up at me with a plea in her eyes turns me on so much, I’m ready to burst through my pants.

  Carmen places her hand on my chest and pushes me back. I lift a brow but move to see what she’s up to. Before I can say a word she drops to her knees before me.

  I shake my head. “Oh, baby, you sure you’re ready for that?”

  She wordlessly releases my belt and unzips my pants. I bite back a smile as she reaches into my slacks and pulls me free. I’ve been wanting to see those lips wrapped around me for the longest.

  She takes me in tentatively. I can tell she’s not sure of herself. I remain still, allowing her to find her comfort. When Carmen looks up at me for confirmation, I nearly come in her mouth right then and there. It’s the trusting look in her eyes.

  “Damn, baby. That’s good. Just do me a favor. Use your tongue more for me.” She nods and starts to swirl it around my crown. “Fuck yeah, just like that.”

  She smiles around me as I put my hand in her hair and start to guide her. My brows shoot up when she starts to bob more confidently. Confidence starts to ooze through as she rolls her neck and wraps her palms around the part of my shaft her mouth can’t reach.

  I groan and let my head fall back. Oh my God, she’s killing me. When she slurps and takes me to the back of her throat, I drop my head back down to stare at her through hooded lids.

  This is going to get messy if I don’t stop her. Palming her chin, I pull from her mouth. She pouts up at me and I swear I’m tempted to let her finish.

  Instead, I bring her to her feet and back her into the cage once again. I lift her hands above her head and secure them to the fencing with my tie. My blood is pumping pure fire through my veins as I look at her.

  I lower to my knees and tease her thighs with my fingertips. She widens her legs as if begging for me to touch her fat pussy. I don’t take the bait.

  Instead, I reach for her panties and peel them down slowly. I mean, real slow. Carmen looks down her body at me and it’s so sexy.

  I lean in to kiss her tummy and my chest swells when she doesn’t get that insecure look in her eyes. I love her body just the way it is. All this shit is mine. Every curve, every fleshy inch of perfection belongs to me. I wouldn’t change a thing about her.

  I grasp her thighs and run my thumbs along the sides of her inner thighs. Her pussy drips for me, calling for my attention. With my eyes on her, I lean in and take my first lick.

  I moan and it mixes with her cry. Bringing her leg over my shoulder, I support her weight as I really start to feast on her. And feast I do. I grin when my girl starts to ride my face and she creates a song of her own.

  “Ryan, oh my God. I’m going to come,” she pants.

  I know she’s about to come. I can feel it. However, I have no intentions of allowing it. I back off and push away from her, sitting on my behind.

  Gripping my shaft, I look up at her. She stares back at me as if I’ve lost my mind. I stroke myself and smile at her.

  “Dance for me, baby.”

  “What?” she breathes out.

  “Close your legs and grind for me. I promise it’s going to feel good. Rock those sexy hips for me.”

  I’ve left her sensitive as fuck. I know she’s going to spark off of this. Reluctantly, she slides her legs together. At first, she rocks her hips tentatively.

  I see the moment she gets what I want for her. Her mouth opens and she moans. The rhythm of her hips changes as she begins to clench her thighs and roll her hips more vigorously.

  “Yeah, you feel that shit,” I say as I stroke myself. “Come for me.”

  Her eyes grow wide as her peak comes for her. She looks like a goddess, tied up to the cage, dancing her way to bliss. The blue light highlighting her skin and creating the perfect glow.

  I move swiftly, standing to go to her to tug her bra cup down. I tug her nipple into my mouth and she screams as her orgasm swallows her.

  She’s convulsing again. All while I continue to jerk off. I feel my release coming. I back off just a little and aim at her hairless mound.

  Locking eyes with her, I bust my load all over her. I start to grow hard within seconds as I look down at her stomach and pussy covered in my nut. I want to roar at the top of my lungs.

  It’s like I’ve staked my claim. I’m two seconds off pounding my chest. However, my baby girl is out to take my knees from under me with her sexy request.

  “Can I taste it?”

  My gaze shoots up to hers and I narrow my eyes. Oh, yeah, my girl is perfect for me. All that’s missing from this moment are those sexy glasses. I think she would have had me on my knees crying real tears if she had those on tonight.

  I draw a finger through my cum covering her pussy and lift it to her lips. She sticks her tongue out and pulls my finger into her mouth. She cleans every last drop as she moans.

  I reach into my back pocket with my free hand. I need a condom, now. Pulling my finger from her mouth, I get the rubber on as fast as my shaking hands will allow. Yes, she has my ass shaking.

  What the fuck?

  Suited up, I shove my pants further down my hips and grab her thighs to lift her onto my waist. Angling her body, I slide inside of her and she detonates on my cock as soon as I push in to the hilt. I pause and throb inside her while I wait for her pussy to calm.

  Taking her mouth, I kiss her hard. I groan and start to move inside her. The intensity between us has grown. This feels so much different.

  Fuck. I’m falling for her hard. No. I’m in love with her. That’s the only thing that can explain this.

  I break the kiss and look into her eyes. Damn, yeah, I love her. And to prove it, I make love to her against the cage wall pressed to her back.

  “You’re mine, Carmen,” I breathe in her ear thirty minutes later as we come together one last time.

  Chapter 10

  Dad Interruptions

  Carmen

  “This has been so much fun,” I say in between bites of my hotdog as we sit watching the go-karts race around the track.

  We’ve already been around it at least five times. I’ve laughed so much my ribs hurt. That is when I wasn’t concerned Ryan would lose his temper.

  He actually told one guy that if he cut me off one more time he was going to throat punch him in front of his girl. The guy was an asshole. I wasn’t the only one he cut off. A few people were getting pissed because he wasn’t getting flagged and he seemed to only target the women and teenagers.

  Apparently, the workers are friends of his and weren’t doing
their jobs. Ry put a stop to that when he went over and whispered something in one of the guy’s ear. The jerk got flagged and parked the next time he did something stupid on the track. Despite that, it’s been great.

  “Yeah, it has,” Ryan says around the bite in his mouth.

  He swallows and his golden gaze locks on something behind me. I turn to see what has his attention. It’s the girlfriend of the guy that Ryan threatened. She’s storming out of the door.

  “Finally,” Ryan says. I turn back to him with furrowed brows. “That guy is an asshole. I told her about an hour ago she should leave his ass. He talked to her like shit. I hate guys like that. His ass isn’t worth the sperm his father wasted.”

  I nearly choke on the piece of hotdog I just bit. I shake my head at Ry as I chew. My heart warms as I see he’s truly concerned for the girl.

  “That was nice of you to say something to her. I had wondered what you were saying.”

  He makes a sour face. “I hate that shit. If I have daughters they’re going to know to date guys that give a shit about them and respect them.”

  Oh my God, I think I just fell in love. He said that without thinking about it. It was a genuine from the heart statement and all of his heart was in it.

  He turns back to the track and continues to eat his hotdogs. Seriously, Ryan can eat. I guess as big and tall as he is, he needs the fuel.

  I smile and reach to wipe mustard from the corner of his mouth with my napkin. He turns and locks eyes with me. It’s like we’re lost in time for a moment.

  It’s not the first time he’s looked at me this way after I perform a simple gesture, like a kiss on his chest or touching his arm. Almost as if he’s surprised by the actions or something. I go to retract my hand, but he catches it and brings my fingers to his lips to kiss them.

  I smile and lower my head. We sit silently for a bit as we finish our food and drinks. I’m lost in thought, trying to figure out how I got here.

  A few weeks ago, I was boyfriendless and spent most of my time with a book in my face or in an editing room. If not, I’d hang with Courtney and her friends. Not always my cup of tea. Courtney is my best friend, but I don’t like her other friends much, so I stay to myself.

  These last few weeks with Ryan have shown me so much about myself. I’ve been questioning a lot. School, my future, what I plan to do once I tell my father about film school. Heck, I’ve been questioning everything.

  “What are you thinking about?”

  He brushes a lock of hair behind my ear. I lift my gaze to his and stare for a moment. He gives me a coaxing smile.

  I bite my lip and figure what the heck. It’s not the first time I’ve spilled my guts to him. I blow out a breath and go for it.

  “Have you ever wondered what your purpose in life is? Like, sometimes I feel so out of place. I haven’t found where I fit in.”

  He looks at me pensively for a moment. “Yeah, I’ve been there before.”

  “I don’t think I noticed how long I’ve been here until recently. You remember I said I was going to hang with Courtney yesterday?”

  “Yeah.” He nods and takes a sip from his straw.

  “It was weird. Like having an out of body experience. I love that girl, but I didn’t feel like I belonged. Her friends were making mean girl comments about people and I was grossed out. I wanted to leave. At one point, I was sure if I wasn’t with them they’d talk about me.”

  “Fuck them,” he says and shrugs.

  I nudge him with my shoulder. “You’re missing the point.”

  “No, I’m not. I get how you feel. My point is. You’re not hanging with the right people. If they make you feel uncomfortable, only hang with Courtney when it’s you guys. Her toxic people don’t have to be your toxic people. You find people that keep a smile on your face. Fuck the rest of them.”

  I look at Ryan and once again I see something in him I wasn’t expecting. He’s right. It’s the toxic people that make me question my friendship with Courtney, not Courtney.

  He adds. “It’s okay to outgrow people. It happens all the time. You’re moving forward with your life. Goals change, friends change. It’s all a part of the process.”

  Wow. If he didn’t just reach into my brain and pull out all of my thoughts. I lean in and kiss his cheek. He gives me that bright, sexy smile of his.

  I look him over. I love the way his brown hair is neatly blown out on top and parted on the side. It gives him a polished feel to the mysterious and rough side of his appearance. Sort of like, I’m supermodel gorgeous, but I’ll still kick your ass.

  I smile. “Thanks for the advice.”

  “No problem. You can pay me in sex later,” he teases, giving me a heated stare as he licks his lips.

  “Perv.”

  He leans to nuzzle my neck. “Only for you,” he whispers.

  He tugs me into his side and places his chin on top of my head. There’s that feeling again. The feeling of being cherished, cared for, protected.

  I absorb it and ignore the little voice in the back of my head that whispers it’s too good to be true. After a few minutes, he presses his lips to my temple before he stands. He stretches and his T-shirt rides up to reveal his tanned skin.

  “Ready to go at it again or do you want to head out?”

  I’ve been nervous about this date all day. I’ve been nervous about the others, but this one is different. He’s taking me to his place after.

  I won’t be spending the night, but still, I’m going to get to see his space. I have so many ideas of what his place must look like. However, my nerves have been all over the place as I think of actually stepping foot on his territory.

  Although, after this date. I’m ready. I’ve gotten to know Ryan a little more and I want to see what’s next.

  With my eyes still locked on his bare flesh, I give my answer. “I’m ready to head out.”

  Ryan

  “Why do you look so shocked? What am I, an animal? I’m feeling some type of way here,” I say as I watch the look of awe on Carmen’s face as she looks around my place.

  I’ll admit, I wasn’t sure about buying this house after Brax moved out of our condo, but I was the only one without a house. A place that one day could house a family. It felt like the thing to do. Even John has a house of his own.

  Carmen laughs and reaches for my arm, pulling me to sit with her on the couch. “It’s a really nice house. I don’t know what I expected. This is… it’s grown up.”

  I narrow my eyes at her. “When did I leave you to think anything about me isn’t grown up?”

  She rolls her eyes at me. “You know what I mean. This is a family home. It’s decorated like a forever home. It’s so warm and inviting.”

  I pull her into my arms and smile at her. “So you approve of our home?”

  She turns away shyly. “Hey, my contacts are drying. You mind if I take them out?”

  “If that means you’re putting your glasses on, be my guest. The powder room is at the front of the hall. It’s a good idea to learn your way around our home. You’ll be chasing our babies around here.”

  “Whatever, Ry.” She shakes her head.

  She gets up and grabs her bag to go to the bathroom. I watch her go, loving having her in my home. She thinks I’m joking. I’m not. This will be our home together.

  I get up to go in the kitchen to heat up the food I prepared for us yesterday while her brother took over looking after her. I’m starving. We made a stop at the mall before coming to my place. Those hotdogs have already burned off.

  I’m probably the best cook out of all of my brothers. I like cooking for Carmen. She seemed to enjoy the birthday dinner I made for her.

  “It smells so good in here,” Carmen sings as she reenters the living room.

  I look up from the shrimp I’m searing. It’s the only thing I didn’t cook yesterday night. I only did the prep work for those.

  The shrimp are forgotten as I take in Carmen in her glasses with a curly ponytail pile
d on top her head. A yellow tank and distressed jeans complete the sexy look. She looks like a dream.

  “Come here.”

  She smiles as she moves into the kitchen. I wait until she stops in front of me before I take my eyes off of her. I only look away long enough to cut off the fire before I burn our dinner.

  When I turn back to her, I grasp her hips and bring her into me. Slipping my arms around her waist, I hold her close. She reaches up to fix her glasses.

  “What did you cook?” she asks, peeking over into the pots.

  “Shrimp, red beans and rice.” She turns back to me and lifts a brow. “What?”

  “You’re telling me you’re about to feed me red beans and rice? Ryan… are you sure you want to take this risk?”

  “Oh, so we have jokes?” I say, sliding my hands down to palm her ass.

  “Your pasta was good. I’ll give you that, but red beans and rice? Come on.”

  “Okay, let’s make a bet. If it sucks, I’ll sit through that whack ass movie you wanted to watch. If dinner knocks your socks off, you’ll let me teach you something new in my favorite room in the house.”

  Her eyes sparkle as she looks up at me. She’s seriously doubting my skills. I see the moment she confidently takes the bet.

  “Okay, you’re on.”

  “You really think I’m Karen in the kitchen. I’m wounded.”

  She laughs, reaching up on her toes to wrap her arms around my neck. She kisses my lips. When she pulls away, I place my forehead to hers.

  “No, I think you’re capable of anything you put your mind to. However, I’m looking forward to filling my belly and losing this bet.”

  “Oh, I plan to fill your belly all right.”

  I take her lips and we get lost in a passionate kiss for longer than I intend. When I finally let her up for air, I get us two bowls of food and lead her to the stools on the other side of the island. I watch her as she takes her first spoonful.

  “Oh, you have to be freaking kidding me,” she moans. She looks at me with wide eyes. “Who are you, Bobby Flay’s nephew?”