~~~Freya~~~~

Ryder pressed me harder against the wall, his body flush against mine, heat radiating off him like a furnace. His mouth claimed mine again — rough, hungry, like he’d been starving for me all day. I moaned into the kiss, fingers tangling in his hair, pulling him impossibly closer.

“Bed,” he growled against my lips, voice low and rough with need.

He didn’t wait. He lifted me effortlessly, my legs still wrapped tight around his waist, and carried me across the room. The second my back hit the soft mattress, he was on top of me, kissing down my neck, sucking on that sensitive spot that always made me...