He falls first, boss x assistant, roommates.
Cassandra has been working for Ryder Lockhart for years now as his assistant.
It was inevitable that long hours together didn't turn their strictly professional relationship into a trusting friendship.
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Strong, large hands splay across my bare stomach, the touch electric. Goosebumps start forming across my skin.
I suck in a breath when Ryder presses my back against his firm chest, his lips falling on my shoulder. My eyes close half-mast without deliberation as he kisses my neck, sinking his teeth into my flesh.
Something tightens between my legs when his grip hardens.
"Ryder," I say, intending to stop him. His friend's about to arrive and I have yet to dress up. But my tone comes as a moan.
Ryder grounds his hard erection against my ass, one hand moving up to cup my breast over my bra. "Watching you dress up is the hottest thing ever."
I shiver, trying to swallow.
"Fuck, watching you do anything is fucking sexy."
I whine when the other hand goes down and cups my covered pussy. If he doesn't stop, I'll need to change panties because I'm getting unbearable soaked fast.
"I can't wait to have you all to myself this weekend," he growls. I feel the same way. I miss being able to get from work to our intimacy time. Now that we stay late, we barely have time to eat before crashing into the bed, worn-out.
But, as much as I want to feel him, we have other plans.
The air feels hot, suffocating. I lick my lips. "Ryder..." I start but my thoughts are gone when he slips a finger into my panties and touches my wet folds.
"Shit."
I shift and he toys with my clit. A breathless gasp escapes from my lips.
"Ryder, please, your friend," I mutter, my skin tingling with heat. Meanwhile, my control slips from my fingers.
God, I miss him.
"He can wait, sweetheart," Ryder bites my earlobe and my eyes roll back. "This is more important."
My heart flutters in my chest as he circles my bundle, electric ripples traveling down my legs and curling my toes.
"Now, what do you say so I can let you come?"
I bite my lip before uttering, "I love you."
He growls, satisfied with the answer. His finger plunges into my tight channel and hits the sensitive spot with every thrust. I squirm in his arms but he keeps me up with an arm wrapped around my torso.
He doesn't stop until I come.
Then, he licks his fingers covered with my juices. The sounds he makes as he sucks are borderline dirty and hot. My cheeks flush with every groan.
As he moves to finish getting ready, he winks at me. "And keep those panties on. I like to remind you how wet you get for me, sweetheart."
My cheeks turn a redder shade as he walks away, leaving me breathless and with shaky legs.
