her. And she answered, lifting her hips, melting inside, wanting him so badly the flames consumed her.
Ryder dragged his lips from hers, pulled back enough so she could see his face, the harsh lines near the corners of his eyes as he stared down at her. He reached for the waistband of her shorts and jerked them down.
Oh, my. He really was going to do this right here in the library, with the doors wide open. Excitement drilled through her veins. She tugged her bottom lip between her teeth and lifted her hips. He dragged her shorts off, keeping his focus on her face.
“Hurry,” she whispered, not certain if she was more concerned about someone walking in or if she simply needed him inside her.
He unzipped his pants, pushed them down his hips and pulled her to the end of the sofa. With one thrust, he was buried inside, filling her, expanding inside her in a way that shocked her.
Sensation exploded as she pulsed around him. He paused, not moving, and she felt every nerve ending pulse.
She could barely breathe. Ryder stared down at her, his eyes dark, intense, and so compelling. It was at these moments that he revealed so much to her with his eyes. He rested his palm under her breast, not even bothering to lift her shirt, but dragged his thumb over one erect nipple. She shuddered, feeling the sensation all the way to her toes.
Then he moved against her, slow and easy, and it was maddening, as if he wanted to torment her with this rhythm.
She lifted, grinding against him in a shameless way. She didn’t care; she was that desperate for the contact.
“Please.”
His lips curled in a devastating smile. Did he have any idea what that did to her? Her belly did flip-flops when he looked at her that way. God, the man radiated heat. And when he moved inside her, cupping his hands under her butt to draw her closer-oh, yes, that’s exactly what she needed. She fluttered around him, swept away by the pleasure he gave her. He hit the sweet spot and rubbed against her, smiling as she started to pulse wildly around him.
“Come on,” he whispered.
She gripped his shoulders, lifted, gritted her teeth to fight back a scream. Her whole body tightened as she climaxed with an out-of-control shudder. Ryder’s fingers dug into the soft flesh of her buttocks, holding her in his taut grip as she trembled and panted, taking him with her as she rocketed into a wild orgasm that left her breathless.
Ryder lay on top of her-at least, the upper half of his body. She stroked his damp hair and smiled.
Wow. That had been intense. And utterly pleasurable.
And now she realized how vulnerable they were.
“Ryder. We should get dressed.”
He lifted, smiled at her. “I’m dressed.”
She rolled her eyes and pushed at him. He moved away and she jumped up, grabbed her shorts, and put them on, her gaze focused on the doorway.
“You’re safe, darlin’. No one came in.”
“We were lucky,” she said, smoothing back her hair.
“You enjoyed the danger.”
She leveled a grin at him. “You’re right. I did.”
He grabbed her, pulled her to him, and planted a long kiss on her lips that had her melting all over again. When he pulled away, she was shaking.
“We should go to bed and get some sleep,” he said.
She nodded and turned to follow him up the stairs toward the bedrooms, blissfully and ridiculously happy when he held her hand the entire way.
She wanted to ask him, but she wouldn’t. It made her heart hurt she wanted it so badly, but she still wouldn’t ask.
When he reached the door to her room, he turned the knob and pushed it open.
She pivoted to say something, but he pushed her inside, followed her in, and used the heel of his boot to kick the door shut behind him.
Angelique felt a thrill of happiness so intense it made her heart tumble. “What are you doing?” she asked.
“I’m going to sleep with you. Do you have a problem with that?” He pulled his shirt off.
She reached for the hem of her tank top, realizing as she did that she was falling madly in love with Ryder.
Foolish. She knew it, but couldn’t help herself.
“No. No problem at all.” She let her shorts drop to the floor, backed up to the bed and held her arms out to him.
He followed, lifting his lips in that dangerous grin that melted her all over.
This was the worst possible time in her life to fall in love. Especially with a man who’d made it clear he couldn’t love her.
