Chapter 180
Chapter 180:
I started slow, drawing out her moans with deliberate movements. My hands found her wrists, pinning them above her head as I moved deeper, harder, unable to hold back the primal need that consumed me.
Her cries filled the rooftop, each one spurring me on. I leaned down, my lips brushing her ear.
“You’re mine, Jasmine,” I growled. “Every inch of you belongs to me p>
Her only response was a broken moan, her body arching beneath me as I pushed her closer to the edge again.
I lost myself in her. The feel of her, the sound of her, the way she writhed beneath me—it was all-consuming, intoxicating. I wanted to imprint myself on her, to make sure she’d never forget who she belonged to.
When her body tightened around me, her release washing over her with a force that made her cry out my name, I followed, letting myself go completely.
We stayed like that for a moment, tangled together, our breaths mingling in the quiet aftermath.
I gently untied her wrists, kissing the red marks the cuffs had left on her skin.
“Are you okay?” I asked, brushing her hair from her face.
She nodded weakly, her lips curling into a soft smile.
“You’re insatiable,” she whispered, her voice hoarse.
“And you’re irresistible,” I replied, pulling her close.
Her body fit against mine like a puzzle meant to be completed, but my need for her wasn’t satiated—it only grew. Watching her fall apart beneath me had awakened something primal, and I wasn’t done yet.
Her breathing was steady now, her lashes fluttering against her flushed cheeks as she teetered on the edge of sleep. But I wasn’t ready to let her rest just yet. My fingers trailed down her back, slow and deliberate, tracing her spine and making her shiver.
“Ryder…” she murmured, her voice soft and pleading, though she didn’t move away.
I leaned down, brushing my lips against her ear.
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“We’re not done, Baby Vixen,” I whispered. “I told you I wasn’t letting you off that easy p>
Her eyes opened, hazy with exhaustion and arousal, but before she could say a word, I rolled her onto her back. Her lips parted in a soft gasp as I kissed her deeply, my tongue sweeping into her mouth to claim her all over again.
Her body arched against mine, and I slid a hand down to her thigh, lifting her leg and settling myself between her. She was already warm and ready, her body welcoming me like it was made just for me.
I entered her again, and she cried out, her hands instinctively clutching my shoulders.
My name fell from her lips like a prayer as I thrust into her, slow and deep, drawing out every sound she made.
“You feel that, Jasmine?” I murmured, my lips brushing her jawline. “That’s mine—every inch of you belongs to me p>
She whimpered, her nails digging into my skin, but her hips moved with mine, meeting each thrust with a desperate urgency that only drove me further.
The sound of our bodies colliding filled the room. Her cries grew louder, her voice breaking as she clung to me.
“Ryder, please—I can’t p>
“Yes, you can,” I growled, capturing her lips in another bruising kiss. “You’ll take everything I give you, Baby Vixen. And then you’ll beg me for more p>
Her body tensed beneath me, her release hitting her hard, and I followed moments later, groaning her name as I spilled into her. The sheer intensity left us both trembling, but even as her body softened against mine, I couldn’t bring myself to pull away.