Romance: Her Fighter by Penny Ward Read Free Book Online

his skin.
    He shivered.
    One moment, we were sitting together on the couch.
    The next, my legs were wrapped around his waist, his hands on my hips, and he was rising into the air.
    “Where is your room?” he asked just before he captured my mouth in a kiss that left me unable to think and just a bit breathless.
    I pointed toward the closed door, kneading my hands on his shoulders.
    The muscles in his arms rippled with strength.
    I’d seen evidence of his prowess in the gym, in every punch he threw toward the various equipment, in every kick that erupted from his form.
    He was an active volcano, a lethal weapon.
    It would be interesting to see how he’d turn that training into lovemaking.
    For some reason, I couldn’t imagine sex with him as anything but fast and hard.
    Sex with Michael had been slow and steady, a rhythm we were both used to, but for the first time in my life, I didn’t want tame sex.
    I wanted something fierce and exciting.
    I wanted the warrior beneath me.
    He carried me with ease, sliding his left arm around me and pulling me tight against his chest as he used his right to open the door.
    He didn’t bother closing it behind us, and I laughed at his reckless abandon as he kicked off his shoes and dumped me on the bed unceremoniously.
    I laughed as I rolled, and then lay on my back, arms outstretched at my sides.
    Ryan grinned at me.
    It was a wicked smirk that promised all kinds of dark and dirty things my mom had always warned me against.
    They were all things I wanted now with him.
    He caught my foot in his hand and pressed a kiss to the top of my foot.
    “I love your nail polish,” he growled.
    I had to look down to see what color my toenails were.
    For some reason, I had no memory of when they’d become the brilliant red they were now.
    They matched my nails of course, but the details were gone from my mind as I focused on the man prowling upon me.
    And that was exactly what he was doing as he slithered up over me, pressing kisses upon any exposed flesh he saw.
    Then he was at my waist and his hands slid over the edges of the pants I’d put on after my shower.
    They were cotton shorts, thin and easily discarded.
    He slid them down over my hips inch by inch, exposing the pink underwear I’d thrown on underneath.
    “Mmm, pink. My favorite.” He grinned at me again, the tease evident in his voice.
    “I wore them just for you.”
    He laughed and buried his face between my legs, his teeth latching onto my clit through the underwear.
    A mixture of pleasure and pain washed through me and I raised my hips with a gasp.
    His actions had been unexpected.
    Yes, I knew sex with this man would be hot and fast and hard, but I hadn’t expected such actions to start right away.
    Silly me.
    “Like that, baby?” he asked. He raised himself up and slid his fingers up under the cotton edges and inside me. “How about this?”
    I couldn’t help it.
    I clenched my hands in the covers upon my bed and arched my back.
    He chuckled against my stomach, his tongue tracing a lazy circle around my belly button.
    He curled his fingers and thrust them deep inside me. His teeth were clenched in a grimace as he fought to hold himself back.
    I could feel his erection pressing into my leg with the stance he held.
    “What are you waiting for?” I asked him.
    Never before had I demanded anything of Michael, but I knew Ryan wouldn’t mind.
    For all I knew, it was something he liked.
    We really hadn’t discussed our likes and dislikes where sex was concerned.
    “Your consent,” he said.
    Really? Hadn’t I already given that when I’d allowed our antics to continue?
    “Well, you have it, so fuck me. Now.”
    Those were the only words he needed to hear.
    He stood and yanked his jeans and boxers off.
    Wow, he was glorious.
    All hard muscles and contours.
    He was delicious to look at and I couldn’t wait to feel him inside me.
    He climbed atop me once more. His fingers delved inside me again, not bothering to take off