Know Thine Enemy (39 page)

"
Done the nasty in a nasty place?"

His hand slipped under the waistband of her leggings.
"You read my mind."

"
Ryker, we have—"

"
All the time we want."

Izzie licked her lips, then favored him with one of those looks that made him fall in love with her all over again.
"I'll try to be quiet."

He palmed her mound, his fingers dipping between her wet pussy lips. He spread her wide and tapped her swollen clit once for good measure.
"Oh please," Ryker murmured, inching an eager digit inside her. "Not for my sake."

"
Ryker—"

"
My love?"

"
Why aren't you inside me?"

He frowned and plunged another finger into her hot, tight hole.
"You didn't say please."

"
Don't make me make you beg."

Ryker laughed. If anyone could, it
'd be her.

Izzie
's hands busied themselves at his belt buckle before she grew impatient and ripped the offending leather in half in one of the best uses of her newfound strength he could summon to mind. In seconds, his erect cock was in her cool, tight grasp.

"
Now. Fast," she whimpered.

"
No. Slow, hard, and dirty."

"
Just do it."

Ryker grinned and kissed her, and she sucked him in like a vortex.

"I love you," he whispered against her lips.

"
I love you, too."

"
Now where do you want me, again?"

Izzie whimpered and squeezed his cock.
"Oh, bite me."

"
I'm telling you, you gotta say please."

"
Fine, have it your way."

"
Always do."

"
Please," she murmured, then swallowed him in a kiss.

Clothing shuffled and fell away, then he was clenched inside the only home he
'd ever known, wrapped around her, drowning in her. Over and over again—night after night. This was the peace for which he'd searched without knowing, and if he had his way, they'd never spend a night apart.

Forever wouldn
't be long enough. It was, however, one hell of a start.

About the Author

A lifelong enthusiast of larger-than-life characters, Rosalie Stanton's muse is fueled by alpha males, from badass bikers to scruffy-looking Nerf herders, and the intelligent, strong and independent women who actually do the driving. She loves interweaving the lives of people who appear to be polar opposites and delving beneath the surface to see how well one actually complements the other.

Rosalie lives in Missouri with her husband. Writing is her first creative love, but she also enjoys working with other authors and has a variety of critique partners, and likewise works as an editor.
At an early age, she discovered a talent for creating worlds into which she could escape. Over the years, her vivid imagination evolved into a love of words and storytelling. Rosalie graduated with a degree in English and is now a multi-published author. Neither writing nor editing pays the bills, but thankfully her day-job employers understand where her true passion lies. When her attention is not engaged by writing or editing, she enjoys spending time with close friends and family.