Free Soul Chance by Nichelle Gregory

tempted to touch her?
    “We’ll do these again tomorrow. You’ll be amazed at how much easier it will be.”
    “Tomorrow is Sunday and I don’t work.” Her tone was bitchier than she’d intended, but Ari didn’t care. Who did he think he was, monopolizing her time every day of the week? Ari ignored the hard look now glittering in Ryder’s gray eyes. “Sundays are mine.”
    Ari’s pulse quickened when Ryder left his rolled up mat and came over to her. She gasped when he took hold of her chin and lifted it so she could meet his gaze.
    “You’re mine, remember? You will exercise on Sundays and practice your music. Are we clear?”
    “ Yes. ” Uttering that one word without screaming took more effort than all of the poses Ryder had shown her. Ari wrenched her face from his hold, biting back the sharp retort on the tip of her tongue.
    “Ah, Ari, don’t look so mad. You do get a reward for all exemplary efforts this morning.”
    Ari raised her head as Ryder lowered his shorts, revealing his thick erection. Her eyes widened in surprise. They’d slept together more than once but she’d never put her mouth on him. Ari stared at Ryder’s cock, momentarily transfixed by the veins running up the length of it. “ This is my reward?” Ari wished she’d thought better of asking her biting question when Ryder’s gaze narrowed. She gasped again when he took hold of her ponytail and yanked her hair, forcing her to look up at him.
    “Has anyone ever told you that you talk too damn much?” Ryder tapped his cockhead on her lips. “Not to worry. I have the solution for your sassy mouth. Suck it.”
    Ari balked, struggling to scan the perimeter of the terrace. There was no one around to hear his outrageous request but her. “ Right here? ”
    “Right here.” Ryder stroked his cock, boredom laced in his deep voice.
    “What if somebody comes down the beach?”
    “That’s not your concern, songbird.”
    Ryder jerked her twists and Ari yelped. She whimpered when he seized the opportunity to push his cock deep into her mouth. Ari became wetter from the taste of him on her tongue, much to her indignation. She mewled against Ryder’s skin as he set the pace. She couldn’t escape with his grip in her hair. She focused on breathing and adjusting to the rapid rhythm of his thrusts. Her eyes watered as she brought her hands between her and Ryder. She pushed back against him with an angry grunt, a little surprised when he relinquished his hold on her tresses and pulled back from her.
    “Dammit, slow down!”
    “Ask me nicely.” Ryder’s tone was as cool as his steady gaze on her.
    Panting, Ari licked her lips, still tasting him. She glanced around the veranda again for wayward resort guests.
    “Keep your eyes on me, Ari.”
    Ari shifted her attention back to Ryder, dazed by her surreal circumstances. Her gaze dropped to his stiff cock.
    “I guess you don’t want to ask.” Ryder slid his fingers back into her hair and tugged.
    “W-wait. I do. I do.” Ari balled her hands into a fist at her side. Tears burned her eyes as she looked up at Ryder. “ Please let me suck your cock slowly.” Her words sounded stilted.
    “You may.” He shook his head when Ari reached up to take hold of him. “No hands. In fact, put them behind your back where they belong.”
    Ari clasped her fingers behind her at Ryder’s command. His request both infuriated and further aroused her.
    “Ready?”
    Ari responded by leaning forward and kissing the tip of his cock. She swirled her tongue around the head then parted her mouth and took him in, setting a slower, more even pace.
    “Mmm. That’s nice but I need you to take me deeper.”
    Deeper?
    She’d already taken him in farther than she’d wanted. There was nowhere else for him to go but in her throat. Ari doubled her efforts, hoping to get him off before he choked her. Her jaw and lips ached from her efforts not to scrape him with her teeth. Ryder’s groan encouraged her, stirring her