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54. The Drive Into the Fire
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Guilty Pleasure #2 61. The Point of No Return
“You keep tempting me,” Ryan murmured, “then act like you don’t know you’re doing it.”Elena tilted her head slightly, a soft smirk tugging at her lips. “Who says I don’t know?”His eyes darkened instantly, his jaw shifting as if he were holding back a response, the shift so sudden it made her pulse skip. The next moment, his hand was at her waist, drawing her closer until she could feel the steady heat of him through their clothes.“Careful, butterfly, because if you admit you’re doing it on purpose…” he warned, his voice low, almost gravelly.“Then what?” she challenged, her voice light, but her breath was betraying her.He leaned down until his mouth was at her ear. “Then I stop pretending I have any restraint left tonight.”A shiver ripped down her spine, leaving goosebumps in its wake. Ryan’s breath hitched, just barely audible, before his hand came up to cradle the side of her neck. His thumb brushed her jaw, his touch deliberate, calculated like he wanted her to feel the weight
Guilty Pleasure #2 60. Close Quarters
The penthouse doors slid shut behind them with a quiet whoosh, sealing them back into their private world. Elena kicked off her heels, sighing as her bare feet met the cool marble floor. She was still trying to process the strange mix of exhaustion and warmth swirling inside her. Ryan tossed his keys onto the console table by the door and loosened his collar. His arm draped with shopping bags, her shopping bags that he dropped unceremoniously onto the sofa.“Want some water?” Elena asked softly, already moving toward the kitchen.Ryan smirked, watching her go with a lazy smile tugging at his mouth. “You’re getting too comfortable here.”Elena rolled her eyes but filled a glass with ice water anyway, returning to press it into his hand. “I thought that was the point.”Ryan took it, their fingers brushing, and gave her one of those rare, genuine smiles that softened the steel in his blue eyes. “Thank you.”Elena may have stared a second too long."Like what you see?" he asked, catchin
Guilty Pleasure #2 59. Vanilla and Fire
The glass doors of the boutique closed behind them with a soft chime, but Elena swore every salesgirl inside was still staring at her back. Her face felt hot, and she clutched the small shopping bag to her chest as if it could shield her from their knowing glances.Ryan, on the other hand, walked beside her with the casual grace of a man who had absolutely nothing to hide. He walked as if nothing in the world could ruffle him. In fact, she was convinced he was enjoying this little walk of shame far too much.“You’re walking too fast,” he drawled lazily, his free hand brushing against her lower back in that proprietary way of his.“I’m not…” she muttered, quickening her pace anyway.“You are,” he said, cutting her off smoothly, his voice laced with amusement. “And you look adorable doing it.”“And you walk like everyone knows what happened in there,” Elena muttered, keeping her eyes on the pavement.“That’s because everyone does,” Ryan replied smoothly, not even lowering his voice.Her
Guilty Pleasure #2 58. The Rules of Surrender
The moment Ryan stepped into the changing room and locked the door behind him, the world outside ceased to exist.“You look,” Ryan leaned in, eyes darkening. “You look fucking perfect!”Elena backed up instinctively, her breath caught in her throat. The changing room was tiny, barely enough space for one person, let alone the full gravity of Ryan Johnson, all six-foot-two of smoldering heat and raw intensity.Her heart pounded in her chest, her bare back pressing against the cold mirror. She could feel the heat of his body, his stare alone enough to make her knees weak."Ryan..." she whispered, but the warning in her voice was paper-thin.Whatever self-control he had been clinging to unraveled the second she said his name. Ryan’s mouth crashed down on hers in a kiss that stole her breath. It wasn’t gentle, it was hungry, desperate, claiming, raw and untamed, his teeth scraping her bottom lip as his hands gripped her hips hard enough to bruise.Elena gasped into his mouth. His kiss dev
Guilty Pleasure #2 57. In His Shirt, In His World
The morning light filtered in through the tall glass windows, spilling golden warmth across the dark, luxurious sheets. Elena stirred awake, the silk sheets cool against her bare legs. Her lips curved sleepily into a smile as she stretched, only to realize she was alone. The space beside her was empty, but still warm Ryan hadn’t been gone long. She stretched, wincing slightly at the pleasant soreness between her thighs, a reminder of last night’s exploits.Blinking the haze of sleep away, she sat up, the sheets falling to her waist. She rubbed her eyes, looking around the vast bedroom. The faint scent of smoke caught her attention.Her gaze drifted to the balcony, where Ryan stood, shirtless, sculpted like sin and standing on the balcony with a cigarette between his fingers. His dark hair was tousled, jaw dusted with the kind of stubble that made her thighs clench. The morning light traced the hard lines of his back, the ripple of muscle as he exhaled a slow stream of smoke. Ryan lea
Guilty Pleasure #2 56. Master’s Claim
The door clicked shut behind them, sealing Elena and Ryan in the dim, crimson glow of the bedroom. Ryan’s footsteps were unhurried but purposeful, each one closing the small distance between them until his presence was a heat at her back.Ryan didn’t speak. He didn’t need to.She turned slowly, tilting her chin up to meet his gaze. His eyes were deep, unreadable pools of blue. A slow, dangerous smile curved his lips. Ryan’s hand came up, his knuckles brushing along her jaw before his palm cradled the side of her face.Their breath mingled in the quiet as he leaned closer, his lips hovering just shy of hers. Elena could feel the tension, the way the air between them thickened. She could hear her own heartbeat.When his mouth finally touched hers, it was with an intensity that made her knees weaken. His tongue claimed her mouth, his grip shifting to her wrists, pinning them above her head. Elena gasped, arching into him, but Ryan didn’t relent. He bit down on her lower lip, sucking it i
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