Page 193 of Ride With Me

Because I did, and he didn’t need any other words. I knew hardly anyone else would believe him, but that didn’t matter.

He had me now.

We got out and I got us a room, then turned to him. “What now?”

He grinned. “Easy. I’m going to the room, you’ll come two minutes later and then I’ll tell you that I am ready to not let you sleep in the storm if you ride my dick for me because I’m so horny.”

Did someone steal all the air? Because I suddenly felt lightheaded.

“Okay,” I simply said.

He leaned in and kissed me. “I’ll leave the door open. See you in two.”

He went to the room first, while I went back to the car and grabbed my bag. After all, we had it for a nigh, this nice little room, and I could maybe get Kaden to make use of it more.

Once I had everything I needed, I walked to the door, let myself in, and then made myself act surprised at the way he was sprawled out on the bed.

“Uhm, what are you doing here?” I asked, feeling dumb.

“This is my room,” he replied, lifting his arm to put it behind his back and it raised his shirt enough to show me a sliver of skin.

A tiny sliver than made all my blood rush south. “No, it’s my room,” I argued.

“Ride my dick and I share with you,” he suggested, wriggling his brows.

I’d dropped my bag and pulled of my shirt before he could even laugh. “I have lube,” I told him, and his expression turned from cocky to gentle.

“You’re not very good at pretending to be straight.”

I was actually already chucking off my pants. “I’m just not very good at pretending I don’t want you to fuck me,” I admitted.

Kaden’s eyes darkened. “Well then, get over here and let me prep you properly.”

And that was exactly what I did.

Kaden

My little princewas incredibly beautiful.

Especially when being naked and eager like he was right now.

He crawled onto my lap, touching the collar of my shirt. “I know about the scars,” he finally whispered.

I froze, but suddenly it all made sense, explained what my mother could have possibly said to make Rhodes look at me as if he was a lioness and I the cub she had to protect.

“I don’t care. I just need to see you naked and bob on your dick until I spilled all over you. We’ll cover those scars, okay?”

Holy fucking shit. Did he even know how easily a guy could fall for him if he said poetic shit like this? “Rhodes…” I rasped out.

“I think I like little prince more,” he whispered against my lips, distracting me enough to make me realize he’d moved my hands only when I felt his ass cheeks underneath my palms.

I groaned into the kiss, then urged him up. “Sit on my face,” I ordered, and he hesitated, but then moved up.

I rimmed him, teased him and loosened him up until he was basically riding my face.

I pulled him off me, then shifted until I had him on his back. I hesitated before taking off my shirt, but his eyes stayed on my face.

God, I adored him and his perfect innocence.