The morning was beautiful, comforting even, as I stirred in the arms of this powerful, hot man who had ravished me so intensely the entire night, leaving me drained but still craving more.
I couldn’t help but trace his features with my eyes, admiring the perfection of his face. It wasn’t fair—how could a man be so damn gorgeous? I bit my lip as I gently ran my fingers over his nose, jawline, and lips, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath my touch. I leaned in, brushing my lips over his softly, before I started to move.
But then, without warning, Ryder’s arm tightened around me, holding me in place. My heart raced, confusion flooding me. I hadn’t expected him to hold on, and I wasn’t sure what it meant. The mixture of surprise and uncertainty made my chest tighten, and I paused, wonderi
