30
Pia
I thought I’d been exhausted when I’d gotten home, but Ryker had wrecked me in the best way possible. I passed out seconds after he used a warm, wet towel to clean between my legs. Dreamless. Dark. Peaceful.
Waking came easy as I felt refreshed for the first time in weeks.
Ryker lay on his side facing me, his eyes already open and alert as though he’d been watching me for some time. One of his hands clasped over mine in the space between us.
Full to bursting had a whole new meaning for me, and I smiled, wanting nothing more than to stay in bed with him for the rest of our lives, taking new steps, progressing to the point there would be no limits, no restrictions between us.
I realized my hands still ached from clenching the head board with every bit of strength and stubbornnes
