My Ranger Weekend (13 page)

“
I don
’
t have a . . .
”
his voice husky with desire as I cut him off.

“
I don
’
t want one,
”
I said, pushing his tip into me. We both groaned as he
grabbed my hips and pumped into me. Instead of one hard pump of his hips, Flint
took his time entering me. Inch-by-inch he eased his way into my body letting
my moist channel absorb him making us one. When he was fully seated in me,
Flint kissed up my spine. My hands walked up the shower wall so that I turned
to find his mouth a breath away from mine. He took my face in his hands and
kissed me. Not just any kiss, but a kiss that stole my heart right from my
chest. It was tender and loving and everything I needed it to be from a man who
was everything I wanted in this moment.

“
Mine,
”
he whispered across my lips and his hands trailed down my
body to land on my hips.

“
Yours,
”
I said, wiggling my ass as I bent back down.

That was all the invitation that Flint needed as he pumped
slow and tortuous in and out of me.
“
Flint,
”
I whimpered as I met
him stroke for stroke.
“
Harder. Faster,
”
I cried out as he
picked up his pace, pounding into me.
“
God, yes,
”
I moaned as he went
deeper and deeper into me until he touched my womb. He was uncompromising in
his pursuit as one of his hands slid across my hips to pinch my clit, robbing
me of any thought but him.

My orgasm crashed into me like waves on the shore. Over and
over again, pulling me under until I heard Flint exhale my name in his own
release. We rode the waves together with him wrapped tightly around me until
the water began to turn luke warm.

“
You okay?
”
Flint asked as he slowly pulled out of me making us both
groan from the loss.

“
Perfect,
”
I responded as I turned to meet his eyes.

“
You are perfect,
”
he said as he Eskimo kissed me. My breath caught at the
beautiful smile that spread across his face.
“
Come on. Let
’
s finish up,
”
he said as he squirted
shampoo in his palm before handing it to me.

We showered in complete silence, stealing glances at one another
as we washed our hair then our bodies. Flint got out first while I finished
rinsing off. The water was starting to turn cold but I forced myself to stay
under, hoping it would clear my mind. His touch, his lips, him being near me
caused my body to go into overdrive. All my thoughts vanished when he was
touching me, pleasing me. I knew I should feel something, anything after the
fight with Garrett but I felt nothing. No anger. No regret. Nothing. All I
wanted was to push it away. All I wanted was Flint in whatever way I could have
him until tomorrow. My thoughts, hell my feelings, could wait 24 hours. The
cold water helped to strengthen my resolve to enjoy myself tonight with Flint.

CHAPTER TEN

Flint

I have never showered so quickly in my life. The
claustrophobic feeling was getting stronger the longer I stayed in the shower.
The humidity was less suffocating than what we just did; what we just admitted.
First, we went bareback. I never went bareback! But Ryan had that effect on me.
She made me forget my thoughts, myself. Her, this close was intoxicating and
debilitating at the same time. I had no control around her and I just needed to
step away to clear my thoughts.

The confession we made to one another. Me demanding that she
say she was mine and then her agreeing as she gave me what I craved the most
–
her. What now? I was not entirely sure but it was something
that I knew was going to change me, her, us. Our stolen glances at one another
as we washed coupled with the deafening silence only heightened my anxiety of
what was happening between us.

I stepped out of the shower without a backwards glance to
Ryan. I needed space and I needed it now. The fight with Garrett, us in the
shower, her
–
all of it was getting to be too much. I wanted it too much.
What
the hell was it?
Her, this, us, was what I wanted. A fucking relationship!
Who the hell was I kidding?

I draped a towel around my hips and stepped into the bedroom,
letting the cool air wash over me, drying my skin and my temper. I dropped the
towel as I slid on a pair of gym shorts. I was out the door and down the steps
before I even knew where I was going.

Reggie was in the kitchen looking through carry-out menus.
“
What do you want to
eat?
”
she asked as she opened a Chinese food menu.

“
I don
’
t care,
”
I answered as I opened the fridge.

“
Oh, Dakota.
”
Her startled voice
drew my eyes to hers.
“
I didn
’
t know that was you. I thought you were Romeo.
”

“
Sorry.
”

“
No worries,
”
she responded.
“
He was in the shower when I came down. I thought you were
him. Anywho. The question still applies. What do you guys want for dinner?
”

“
Whatever. I am not
picky,
”
I answered as I reached in and grabbed a beer.
“
Want one?
”

“
Sure,
”
answered Reggie. I handed her the beer as she handed me the
Chinese food menu.
“
Everything ok?
”
She asked, not letting go of the menu even though I had
tugged on it.

“
Yeah, sure,
”
I lied, my eyes not meeting hers. She let go of the menu as I
took a healthy swig of beer. I could still feel her eyes on me so I looked back
up.

“
Ryan is a pretty
private person. She hardly ever lets anyone in.
”

“
Ok,
”
I said not sure where this was going but interested in what
Ryan
’
s best friend had to
say about her.

“
So for the mire fact
that you are standing in my parents
’
kitchen, shirtless, I
might add,
”
We both snickered before she continued,
“
Tells me that Ryan
feels something for you. She is one of the beautiful people and may get lots of
male attention but she has never done anything remotely close to what you two
are doing right now.
”
I nodded my head.
“
What happened with
Garrett was kind of stupid and crazy, but,
”
I froze dreading what
she would say next,
“
sexy at the same time.
”
A hint of smile played
at her lips.

 “
Yeah, I just kind of .
. . lost my shit a little.
”
I ran my hand back and
forth over my head before taking a long pull from my beer. The menu lay
forgotten on the counter.

“
I would say so but I
think it was good for Ryan to see. She has never had anyone fight for her
before, for what she wants. It has only ever been Ryan working hard to get what
she wants for a fleeting few seconds before her parents push her in the
direction that they want.
”
She paused as she took
her own long drink.
“
I probably shouldn
’
t even say anything but I feel like you could reach her on a
level that I can
’
t. Ryan has some big decisions to make in the next couple of
months and she needs the strength to stand up for herself and take what she
wants.
”

“
Have you said any of
this to her?
”
I asked, wanting to know how I could reach her and not her
best friend.

“
Practically every day,
”
responded Reggie with a look of exasperation on her face.
“
She is as stubborn as her parents, thinking she can continue
to do both.
”

“
How good is she?
”
I asked.

“
Wonderful, amazing,
fantastic. Should I continue?
”
She laughed.
“
I have been a Wether
’
s Wardrobe fan since
day one when my dolls were dressed in it when we were eight.
”

“
Wether
’
s Wardrobe?
”

“
Yes, the official name
of Ryan Wether
’
s
line. I came up with it in ninth grade.
”
She walked across the
kitchen and through a set of french doors into a space that looked like a study
or office. She came back with a thick photo album. Reggie came to stand next to
me while flipping through the album.
“
I wore her to junior prom.
”
She stopped flipping
and pointed to several photos of her in a beautiful full length mint green
dress.
“
Then senior prom and
graduation.
”
More pointing, more pictures of beautiful dresses and big
smiles.
“
When I need a go-to
outfit Ryan never fails me.
”

“
Wow!
”

“
Yep. Wow is right. Ask
her about the contest coming up. Better yet ask to see her sketch book. It is a
showcase of her true talent.
”
The pride in Reggie
’
s voice made me realize
just how much she loved and admired Ryan.
 

“
I will.
”
I turned the beer bottle up and finished it before tossing it
in the trash.
“
Right
now,
”
I said as Reggie laughed and I rushed back to the very place
that I ran from not twenty minutes before.

Ryan

I took my time drying off, brushing my teeth, applying
lotion, and dressing myself in a white sundress. Flint was nowhere to be found
so I figured he needed some space.
 
I brushed my wet blonde locks as I stared in the mirror. His
quick departure was surprising after our connection in the shower but . . . but
. . .
Screw it!
I was done over-analyzing.
 
I grabbed my
phone, opening my music app and selected Recently Added. The harmonic notes of
Pitbull
’
s
“
Timber
”
started and I turned up
the volume as I threw my hands up, closing my eyes and dancing to the music.

“
Swing your partner
round and round,
”
I sang as I started the
hair dryer. I shook my ass and jumped around singing,
“
I
’
m yelling Timber,
”
into the dryer. The song and dancing helped in making me
forget about all the crazy-ass drama. Flint never crossed my mind as I just
enjoyed myself.
Yeah right!
As
Ke$sha
’
s voice ended the song,
I turned to find Flint staring at me. I shut off the dryer and brushed my hair
letting the silence speak for itself. The sound of a piano filled the bathroom
as John Legend
’
s
“
All of Me
”
played from my phone. I grabbed it  and made a move to leave
the bathroom.

“
Hey lovely,
”
he said, stepping into the bathroom.

“
Hey Ranger,
”
I said. The anxiety I felt earlier came rushing back as I
stared at this beautiful man before me. Two big steps and he was in front of me
taking my face in his hands. His head dipped down stopping his lips a breath
from mine.
“
I
thought you said no more disappearing,
”
I whispered. This man
was quickly becoming the balm that soothed my nerves. His mere presence pushed
all my anxious thoughts out of my mind.

“
I
’
m right here,
”
he breathed across my lips. My hands went to his chest as I
pushed up on the balls of my feet, pressing my lips to his. A moment later
Flint trailed his tongue along the seam of my lips seeking an entrance that I
gladly gave to him. His tongue danced gracefully with mine as my phone rested
between us, John Legend saying everything I dare not even think about, let
alone say.

Flint started to sway to the music as his tongue continued to
dance with mine. We stayed like that until the song ended. As we pulled apart,
I opened my eyes to find his searching them. I did not know if he found what he
was looking for because another song started and I quickly turned it off.
 

 “
Show me your sketch
book.
”
My gaze snapped back to his.

“
What?
”
I asked, the shock of his request must have been evident as
he let out a soft chuckle before reaching out to tuck a strand of hair behind
my ear.

“
Reggie showed me
pictures of dresses you made for her,
”
said Flint as he ran a
finger along my chin, titling it up.

“
That is so Reggie.
”

“
What is?
”
he asked.

“
Showing off my handy
work. I swear I am going to hire her to be my CMO if I ever get something
started.
”

“
If, not when?
”
questioned Flint.

I answered with a sigh, stepping around him to go into the
bedroom.
“
You
’
re right. When I get
something started.
”

“
Show me,
”
he paused. I could feel his body at my back as he continued,
“
please.
”

“
Ok,
”
I conceded, walking over to my bags. I pulled out my sketch
book, turning I handed it to him.

“
This is a big book,
”
Flint commented lifting it up and down to show me how heavy
he thought it was.

“
I have a dozen others.
”

“
That many,
”
said Flint as he stared at me in amazement.
“
Will you sit with me?
”
he asked as he sat on the bed. I nodded, taking a seat beside
him. A couple of pages in, he stopped and ran his fingers over the dress on the
page.
“
You are wearing this
right now.
”
It was not a question but a statement.

“
Yes,
”
I answered.

“
You look radiant in
this dress; between your tan and how the white makes your solar eyes glow.
”
Flint commented as he took my hand in his.
“
You look like an angel.
”