by Thia Finn
“Ryder?” I barely heard her whisper.
“Yes?” I said without opening my eyes.
“I wanted to talk to you about G’Anna.”
“Is that right? What about her?”
“You know it’s okay to have a girlfriend.”
This caused me to grin still having my eyes closed. “A girlfriend at my age is kinda funny.”
“No, it’s not. Why should you be alone?” She wasn’t going to let this go either. Chandler reminded me of a bulldog I once had, only a lot prettier.
“I’m a grown man, Chandler. I’ll decide if I need a girlfriend.”
“I just thought when I saw G’Anna in our suite, that maybe, you know…” she trailed off.
“I know, huh?”
KeeMac chimed in. “She’s trying to tell you that it’s okay to sleep with women in your own damn room.”
“Is that right? Well, I guess I’d have never figured that out.” I shook my head. His bluntness never ceased to amaze me.
“Hell yeah. Chan’s afraid you’re lonely even with all of us around. If our being in your room is stopping you, we’ll move to our own room.” Chandler swung her head around and mouthed something at him. He leaned back and closed his eyes.
I snickered to myself. “Look, baby girl, if I want a female in my room, I’ll take care of it. You worry about keeping the big guy beside you happy.”
“He is happy. Look at him.” KeeMac’s genuine smile told me they were good. “We want you to be happy, too.”
“What are you getting at Chandler?”
“G’Anna is a great woman. She’s easy to get along with, and I happen to know she’s not currently involved with anyone.”
“Oh yeah. That’s good to know.” I peeled one eye open and looked at her. “So, no one waiting back in Austin for her?”
“No, I’ve never seen her with a guy or even talk about one. I’m guessing it’s been a while, so she’s definitely on the market.”
“Baby girl, she is not a piece of meat. Please don’t say things like that about her. We’ve spent some time together this weekend, and I enjoyed every minute of it. We’ll see where it goes, but don’t worry about me I can take care of my own love life.”
“The thing is… I don’t want you to feel like it’s going to make things weird for us. I’m not a little kid who has to approve of the person you see or is going to be angry that you’re trying to take my mother’s place.”
I turned and looked at her. I’d never considered this for one minute. “Has this been bothering you?”
She nodded her head. “I wasn’t trying to pry or anything but… I might have asked the other members of Steel about the women you’ve been seeing.” She held up her hands when my eyebrows shot to my hairline. “Wait. Don’t get all mad. I simply asked if you had a girlfriend and if you’d had many over the years.”
“Why would you ask them that? Why in the hell didn’t you ask me? I’ll always tell you the truth, Chandler.”
“I know, but I didn’t know if you’d get angry talking about other women in your life.”
“Let me tell you this, baby girl. There is nothing you can’t ask me. I’m here for you until the day I die. I meant what I said earlier.” She obviously needed more assurance about me.
“So, did I. That’s why I wanted to talk to you about women.”
“What you’re saying is all of this conversation started, so you could ask me about G’Anna?” She nodded her head. “G’Anna and I are good, Chandler. I spoke to her this morning before I got out of bed. I told the truth about her leaving. She had some work to do in her office so she can leave on the tour. That’s the reason she left early, and she’s already back there now.” The longer I spoke, the bigger Chandler’s smile got. “Are we good on this subject now?”
“Yes, we’re good.” She threw her arms around me and hugged me tightly. “We’re perfect.” I pulled her to me. Getting a hug from your daughter couldn’t be any sweeter.
Large SUVs waited on the tarmac close to the hangar as we disembarked the jet. The band went their separate ways as everyone was ready to spend time around Austin before the long trip across to Europe. We parked in the parking garage of the hotel where I currently called home.
As KeeMac stepped out from the back seat and Chandler followed, he said, “I think we’re going to head back to my house to get things arranged to leave.”
“I thought you two were going to stay with me here.” I didn’t want to go back to spending my time alone.
Chandler spoke up, “We are, but we need to go start gathering all the things we need for the trip. We’ll be back later this evening before dinner.”
“Oh, right. I’m sure y’all have a lot to do to get ready for being gone for four months.” I waved to them as the car backed out of the lot. The bellman had taken my luggage, so I caught the elevator.
The walk into my suite felt empty and lonely. This triggered my depression. I’d learned to deal with my problems a long time ago. Staying busy was key, so I pulled my phone out and texted G’Anna.
Ryder: Busy
G’Anna: Not terribly. Put out a few fires
Ryder: Any burn you :)
G’Anna: No, thank God
Ryder: Plans
G’Anna: No, but I’m thinking about a nap. The flight was too early
Ryder: Come over and sleep here. My room is empty
G’Anna: Hadn’t been home yet. Come to my house
Ryder: Talked me into it. Address?
I rummaged around in the closet and pulled out the two helmets for my Harley and my leather jacket. It had been forever since I’d ridden it, but it traveled with the roadies, so I always had it. Riding my girl always made me feel free especially around the Austin area. I knew great places to ride for miles without traffic once you got outside the city.
She started up with the sweet rumble—music to my ears. I took shipment on the custom Harley about five years after we made it big. A ride settled my nerves when I had her beneath me. Convincing G’Anna to ride the bike with me might take some doing, but how could she say no to this beauty?
I pulled up to her home in an area west of downtown. Cute little house that looked like something she’d choose. I shut the bike down and walked to the door. It popped open before I could hit the first knock.
“Oh, wow. I heard that sound and knew it had to be you.” Her beauty caused an instant balm to my loneliness.
I turned and looked at the bike. “Yeah, not something you’d want to use to sneak up on someone.”
“Come in. I walked in maybe five minutes ago myself.” She turned and headed back into the house. “Want something to drink?”
When I walked in the kitchen area, an excellent sight greeted me. A perfect peach stuck up as she dug around in the refrigerator. “I have some diet drinks, tea, wine, sparkling water. Anything sound good?”
She peeked over her shoulder and busted me staring. She grinned at me and stood up quickly. “Guess that was an interesting view, huh?”
“Better than interesting, in my book.” I stepped forward and pulled her into my arms pressing my lips to hers. I heard the fridge door shut before I pushed her into the smooth stainless steel. I licked across the seam of her lips, and she opened allowing me access to her soft tongue.
Her hand looped around the back of my neck as she leaned her head to allow us both better access to deepen the kiss. As we dueled for space, I couldn’t help pressing harder into her, grinding against her. I felt a slight hint of hipbones against my lower abs. Her body fitted to mine ideally with her curves submitting against my sharp angles when I pushed against them.
I felt like a teenager when my dick stirred to life with the easy contact. Damn, this wasn’t going to be simple to control. Maybe I didn’t want to control my pleasure with G’Anna. She would shut it down if I came on too strong too quickly.
The kiss broke, but I continued down from the corner of her mouth, across her smooth cheek to her jaw leaving soft kis
ses. I didn’t want this moment end, and I needed her to know I wanted her.
G’ANNA
Damn, damn, damn, this man. Was he trying to kill me? Every time we were alone, he broke through the thin wall I kept up against men. First, he kissed me like it was the last one left on earth, and now he was nipping at my neck. My resistance ran so shallow at this point. This needed to move to the next level.
He backed away enough to continue the kisses and nips down my neck. Letting go of my ass with one hand, it crept up my side until it covered my breast with a simple squeeze. My nipples stood at attention from the kiss, so when he captured it between his thumb and index finger, a moan escaped from deep in my throat.
My hands raced to my shirt, and I pulled the buttons through the holes just short of ripping it open. I needed his hands on my skin. He got the message loud and clear because he reached up and unclasped my bra from behind me allowing my somewhat sagging boobs to escape. At that moment, I didn’t care.
The kisses continued down as he pulled my shirt over my shoulders letting it hit the kitchen floor. My bra followed. He leaned back and looked at my face as he palmed each one. Again, the light squeeze to them happened, but he lifted their weight up as he dropped his eyes to them.
A barely audible “Perfect” escaped before he licked around the pebbled nipple and then sucked it in his warm mouth tonguing the peak while he tortured the other with his thumb and finger. The harder the suction, the more he tweaked the other sending shooting tendrils of desire straight to my throbbing core and had me writhing against him. I wanted this more than anything I desired in a long time.
I pulled his hand off me and took it in mine causing him to remove his mouth. “We need to move this to the bedroom. Now. Please.”
With a sweltering look, he nodded. No more words were needed. We’d fought this long enough in New York and Boston. The hardness I’d felt against me said he felt the same way.
The heat from his body told me he stayed close to me as I dragged him to my bedroom. I kicked off my shoes at the door and started on my jeans.
“G’Anna, stop,” he called just inside the doorway.
No way. He couldn’t stop now. He revved up my senses against my refrigerator. Surely, he didn’t want to back out. “W-What?” I turned to face him.
“Slow down. We’re not in a race here. I want you. No, it’s more than that, sugar. I need you. I plan to take you, but I’m not rushing through it. We’ve danced around this moment for the entire weekend. We both need to savor every single moment, so take a beat and let me love you right.”
Love me? This isn’t about love. This is about fucking, plain and simple. The look on my face must have said everything I thought because he stepped close and wrapped me in his arms.
“Sugar, I’m going to make love to you all night if you let me, and we’ll do it any way you want.”
Okay, I could get on board with that. I looked up into his gorgeous face. “I think I can let you do that. All night, you say?”
“All fucking night.” He lips came down on mine, and by the time he pulled back, he was lying on top of me with my legs wrapped around his waist. He started the descent down my neck all over again, and when he got to my breasts, he stopped to pay homage to each one. I couldn’t help but push back against the grinding he did, hitting a spot that screamed needy. God, it felt like heaven having him on top of me, licking and kissing and biting my skin.
As he bit and soothed spots I knew would leave little marks on my skin, my desire for him ramped to new heights. What was this man doing to me? Sex with other men had been good but compared to this, they were like two teens groping in the backseat of a car.
He reached my belly button and kissed around it while hooking his fingers in my unbuttoned jeans. Thank goodness for spandex because when he started pulling, they slid over my hips where he included my panties in the tug. He stood and pulled them off leaving me naked before him.
My usual self-consciousness went out the window with Ryder. He took me in from top to toes, lifting them where he kissed the arch of each foot before spreading my legs enough to get his head between them. He dropped kisses up both legs as his beard softly grazed my skin. The feeling was both soothing and excruciating. I wanted him badly.
I must have let out a moan as he reached my knee because he stopped and looked at me.
“You okay?”
“I’m more than okay. You’re driving me crazy.” I grabbed the material of my comforter and bunched it up in my fists.
“Good. You’ll remember this moment for a long time. How I slowly ambushed every single inch of your body with my mouth so it begged for the spot coming next. I want your body to know my feel, my touch, my bite on every soft spot.” He kissed the inside of my other knee before he knelt on the bed and spread my legs wider.
I stopped long enough to look at my opened apex. “Your pussy is perfect, too. Pink and glistening with your desire for me. That’s just what I want, G’Anna. I want you to need me so badly by the time I slide into you, you’ll scream my name loud enough to wake the neighbors.”
Didn’t he know I was already there? The full alert he had my senses on should have been sending out smoke alarm sirens to the masses. All I could do was stare at him as he dropped soft kisses up my thighs while I hung onto the material for dear life.
He stopped at the crease between my leg and body and sat up on his knees to pull his t-shirt off. The sheen on his skin helped define every delicious cut between his pecs and each toned abdominal muscle. What he did to me affected him, too, which made me needier.
His hands wrapped around my inner thighs at my knees, and he slid up the skin pushing my legs further apart. He laid down so his mouth was where I needed it to be. When his nose touched my skin, and he ran it up my slit breathing in my essence waiting for him. I wanted to scream.
“Your scent tells me how much your body is preparing for me, sugar. I fucking love it. Now, every time a slight hint of it is around me, I’ll know you’re waiting for me to take you.”
“You’re killing me, Ryder. Please.” I took his hair in my hand and tried to push him closer to where I needed him.
He gave a little laugh before running his tongue from my entry to my clit causing me to arch up off the bed.
“Holy shit.”
“Hmm… guess you like that.” He did it again only this time sinking his tongue in further, and when it hit my clit, the moan I cried out might make the police come banging on the door. Too bad because nothing short of death would stop this from happening.
His tongue and fingers worked me over sending my desire soaring. When the two fingers setting me off inside curved upward and rubbed across the roughed skin of my spot, my pleasure burst wide open. I called out to him over and over.
Ryder finally stood and removed his jeans retrieving a condom from his pocket. His hands ran up the length of my body until he reached my neck. I opened my eyes when he gave it a slight squeeze with one palm. “You still with me, G’Anna?”
I smiled. “Oh… hell yeah, I am.”
“Good because we’re just getting to the best part.” After sheathing himself, he leaned down and assaulted my lips. I tasted myself on him. I’d had lovers go down on me before but nothing like what he did to me. Knowing we shared my flavor sent another round of lust down me. This man knew what he was doing.
He pushed up on his forearms and reached between us to slide his rock-hard cock up and down me coating his length. I hadn’t had sex in a while, so it made me happy to have something to help him ease inside me.
The head of his thickness stopped at my opening, and he pushed in enough to get the head inside me. “I want to slam into you until I bottom out so badly, sugar, but you’re tight, and I would never want to hurt you. You know it’ll get easier, though.”
He pulled out and pushed in again over and over until he was seated all the way. The girth of him stretched me, but I would never complain. The pleasure of his movements had me raising up to
meet him with each plunge. Damn, this felt good.
RYDER
Holy shit. Like a damn teenager, I almost blew my load when she came all over my tongue. The pleasure sounds she made, the way my name rolled off her tongue, and her thigh muscles tightening around my ribs, I knew if I took her foot in my hands, her toes had to be curled up. I’d not had a response like that in such a long time, I’d forgotten it existed.
“Sugar, I’m through taking it easy. You good?”
“Oh yeah, I’m so good, I might be dead.”
Her response caused a smile on my face. I kissed her again as I began to move harder and faster. She fit me like a glove and dammit if it didn’t feel so fucking good, I struggled to breathe.
“Your pussy was made for me, sugar. I love the way it wraps around my cock, and the muscles clamp like it’s trying to keep it.”
“It is, Ryder. It is.” Her breathing was shallow and labored. “It’s not going to take much of this to make me come again.”
“Good. Come all over my dick.” Oh, fuck. What did I ask for? If she came with the force she did with my tongue, I’d follow her right over the edge. I didn’t want this to be over that fast. With the pleasure I’d forgotten, we had all night. “I want to feel this pussy clenching down and riding me hard.”
“You plan to put me to bed wet?” She knew how the saying went.
“Hell no. I plan to use up every bit of your sweet juices you have to offer.” With that, I slammed into her.
“Fuck, yes,” she screamed out. I pumped into her over and over as hard as I could, and she took it all. When I pulled one leg up over my arm, she stretched open, and I moved in further. “Oh, Ryder. Don’t stop. Don’t you dare fucking stop.” It seemed like my woman had a dirty mouth like I did during sex. I loved it.
I did stop after a few minutes, though, long enough to step off the bed and stand up, pulling her to the side. With a high bed, her sweet spot met my throbbing dick at the perfect height. Her legs wrapped over my shoulders as my arms came around her thighs spreading her as I pushed back inside her.
