Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder)

Chapter 149

Xena's POV

I turned around slowly, feeling his eyes follow every movement. "You think this is better than me being naked? The challenge hung in the air between us.

Ryder slid his hand to the nape of my neck, his fingers tangling in my hair before giving it a gentle tug backward. My eyes involuntarily rolled back, a small gasp escaping my lips.

A deep growl vibrated through his chest as his other hand pressed firmly against my lower back, pulling me tight against him. The heat of his body seeped through my clothes, his desire almost suffocating in its intensity.

"Nothing's better than you naked," he said, his voice dropping to that dangerous octave that made my insides quiver. "But this outfit would make it damn impossible for me to focus on driving."

Ryder leaned forward, his breath hot against my cheek. "I want you too much already."

"Yeah, I couldn't exactly give you road head on a motorcycle," I quipped, feeling his lips brush against mine. My pulse quickened, thoughts scattering like leaves in the wind, leaving nothing but raw need in their wake.

"We could take the car instead," he murmured before claiming my mouth in a hungry kiss. I wrapped my arms around his biceps, feeling the solid strength beneath my fingers as we kissed for minutes, breaking apart only when breathing became necessary. When we finally separated, my legs felt like jelly, barely able to support my weight.

"If we keep this up, we'll miss our plans," I managed to say, even as my body screamed for more.

green eyes

against his ear while he placed featherlight kisses down my neck, each touch sending sparks of electricity straight

pain-tinged pleasure before releasing me. "Fine, but move quickly, or I won't be able

you control yourself last time?" I laughed,

can have complete control, do

heading down the stairs when his words stopped me in my tracks. My mind raced with

since I'd stopped walking. "Where?"

was holding the door open for me, waiting patiently. I quickly walked to my motorcycle, and we mounted our bikes. My heart raced with anticipation and a hint

you when we get there, Ryder promised, putting on his helmet, jacket, and

that. I might be immune to it by now," I challenged, putting on

just grinned back smugly,

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Chapter 149

through our mind

around

see who has the upper hand, I thought, as a wave of pleasure