Ryker’s hand releases my wrist, his fingers moving to the back of my neck as he holds me in place. His lips move over mine, there is nothing sweet or soft about it, instead it’s dominating, a claiming and I’m unable to stop it.
The fireman’s tongue slides across my lip before his teeth bite down on my lower lip when I don’t open immediately. I gasp instinctively from the pinch of pain, Ryker taking advantage as he thrusts his tongue into my mouth.
I try to fight, push him away, but like I said before, I was never a match for him, and as his tongue delves into my mouth over and over, I can already feel my resolve crumbling.
Ryker’s other hand, wraps around me, hauling me into his chest, the large bulge that presses into my thigh distracting me completely.
My hands instinctively grab his
