Moon Dancer - Hidden Wolf 1

Grayson 🌶️

Tears pricked my eyes and heat swam in my core. How had Ryker made me so sad and happy and horny at the same time?

A laugh burst out of me.

Ryker arched an eyebrow and looked up from under me. "What's so funny?" He said with a smile in his voice.

I slide my hands underneath his shirt, running my fingers along his abs and up to his chest. "Nothing." I say with a smile, slightly shaking my head. My eyes flick down to his shirt. "This needs to come off."

Ryker's smirk turns into a full grin as he rips his shirt off and throws it away. "Anything else?" He asks.

Confidence surges within me. He was right. I deserved finding pleasure in others. And no one could take that away from me.

This man.

I glanced down at his muscular forearms that held him up, which were on display just for me.

I follow the impulse that sparked through me, leaning down and placing a gentle kiss on each of the insides of his wrists.

Ryker arches an eyebrow at me. "I thought you were using my body, not praising it."

I smiled softly at him, tilting my head slightly. "I'm not going to use you. But I am going to give us both an orgasm."

Ryker's eyelashes fluttered against his cheeks as his head tilted back. "I love it when you talk dirty Sparks."

I shoot him a sultry look. "Shirt on or off?"

"On." Ry growls, his hands moving back to my ass, which seemed to be his new favorite thing. His eyes darkened as my thoughts flowed into him. "It is."

My smile grows into a grin.

I lean down onto Ryker's chest and cup his face in my hands. His face softens as we stare into each others eyes.

"Sparks..."

I lower my mouth to his and capture his lips. Ryker responds right away, matching my slow unhurried pace.

His perfectly alluring storm scent is practically a drug. I was addicted.

My fingers dive into his short black hair, tugging it slightly as I rock my hips forward.

Ryker groans loudly against and my mouth and squeezes my ass. His tongue darts out and licks my bottom lip, sucking it into his mouth. I whimper against him, rocking my hips again.

Ry pushes his tongue into my mouth, our pace getting faster and more intense.

I adjusted my hips against his, lowering my heated core onto the hardness in his sweatpants. When they meet, both of our mouths part and eyes snap open on our joined moan.

My lips brushed his as I panted. Ryker's warm brown eyes search between mine. "You're beautiful." He mutters.

I smile and a breathy laugh escapes me. Ryker was still staring at me with that look in his eye.

"Every time I look at you, it's like I'm breathing for the first time." He says in the quiet raspy voice.

I take in a sharp breath of air. "Really? Because that's how I felt when I heard you talk for the first time."

Ryker's eyelashes fluttered against his cheeks. "Sparkles..."

Our lips meet again, and we waste no more time. Our kiss is urgent and sloppy, our tongues and lips melding with one another.

Ryker's fingers flex on my ass, guiding my hips forward. He groans as he rubs me over him. "Fuck."

I whimper as he keeps moving my body over him. My core rubs against him and a pressure builds and builds. With Ryker's hands on my ass, I sit up with a hand on his bare stomach to steady myself as I bring my other hand to rub against my clit over my sweatpants.