"Why is Tim in the basement?" I ask him but he ignores my question. Instead pressing his hips against mine and I become annoyed that he won't answer me, yet I knew he was hiding something from me.
I pull away from him and he sighs. "He knows where the children's facility is," he says, and I run my hands down his chest.
"He won't give them the location?" I ask before kissing his chest, nipping and sucking on it.
"We can talk about it later," he says, his hands going to the wall behind me. I ran my tongue down his abs as I kneel before him before stroking his length, trying to remember what I was supposed to do with it. Maybe I should have looked better at those magazines I thought. Ryker chuckles looking down at me before gripping my chin and making me look up at him.
"You don't have to," he says, his fingers brushing my jaw.
"I want to. I just don't know what I am supposed to do," I tell him, biting my lip as I stare back at him.
"Open your mouth," he says, pulling my bottom lip from my teeth. I let my lips part and he let go of my chin.
"Just don't use your teeth," he says as I look at his impressive length, my jaw aching at the sight of it when he presses the tip to my lips. I lick it and he groans, my hand running up the length of him and he thrusts into my hand.
"Wrap your lips around it," Ryker says and I open my mouth before sucking on the end of it. Arousal flooding me at the saltiness of his skin making me moan softly as his cock runs over my tongue before hitting the back of my throat when he thrusts into my mouth. I gag before glaring up at him. Now I know why that man had tears in his eyes, I thought to myself.
"God! Can you not think of that magazine? Not exactly boner material for someone who is straight," Ryker says and I chuckle at his words. Before wrapping my lips back around his cock, he remains still as I take him in my mouth, not thrusting in like he did before. I move my head taking him deeper into my mouth and down my throat, forcing my throat to relax as he slides down the back of my throat. I moan at the feel of him slipping down my throat and I feel his cock twitch in my mouth before I pull back, before doing it again, finding my own rhythm.
"Fuck! Just like that," Ryker groans his hand going into my hair as he forces himself down my throat. My hand stroking the parts of him I can't fit in my mouth. When I feel his cock twitch in my mouth I stand up pecking his lips before ducking under his arm and hopping out of the shower.
"
Ah, Reika! Where are you going?" Ryker asks.
"To go see Tim," I tell him.
"No! Just let me handle it, just this once, please?" he says, and I could feel he didn't want me down there, the thought scared him. "Why are you scared?" I ask him.
"Please Reika! I promise I will tell you when I know more, but stay away from the basement. Please?" he says, and I press my swollen lips in a line before nodding, he lets out a breath.
"Now come here," he says, and I raise an eyebrow at him before grabbing my towel and I can't help the stupid grin that split onto my face. Revenge is so much sweeter than I thought.
"Reika?" He says and I look down at his veiny length that looks like it was on the verge of bursting.
"Yes?" I ask.
"What about this?" He says, reaching for me and I step back.
"You'll survive," I tell him. He growls, stepping out and I duck out of the bathroom. I hear the water shut off before he steps out trying to grab me but I dart around the bed.
"You are not leaving me like this!" He growls but I duck out of the bedroom door wrapped in my towel, a giggle escaping me.
"Use your hand," I tell him.
"Reika!" I chuckle heading toward Ace and Tyson's room. Opening the door, I stick my head in both of them looking at me wrapped in my towel.
"Can I borrow some clothes?" I ask them. Tyson gets up rummaging through the drawers before walking over to me.
"Where's yours?" He asks, looking at my towel.
"In the room with a ticked off Ryker," I tell him. I hear the bedroom door open up the hall.
"Thanks!" I tell him, snatching them off him and darting off toward the stairs and leading downstairs.
"You can run Reika, but when I find you, you will regret leaving me like this," I hear him call out. I hear Tyson laugh at him as I dart downstairs.
"Woah! Now I know why she left the room. I would run too from that monstrosity," he says.
"Not fucking funny! Where did she go?" I hear Ryker ask him as I reach the bottom of the stairs.
"Run Reika! Run!" I hear Tyson call, making me giggle and look up. Ryker hears me and looks over the railing.
"Gotcha now little wolf," he says, and I take off toward the kitchen before hearing him jump over the railing on the second floor, making me squeal when I hear his feet hit the ground. I hide in the pantry quickly pulling Tyson's clothes on and I see Ryker walk out and I chuckle before muffling the sound with my hand. He only had a pair of shorts on and did not look impressed at all.
"I'm glad you're finding this so funny," I hear him mutter walking into the dining room and looking under the island bench.
"Stop giggling, he will find us," Amanda says, distracting me.
"Boo," Ryker growls, throwing the pantry door open and grabbing me. I drop my weight slipping from his fingers and ducking between his legs trying to escape him when he grips my ankle before turning around and grabbing my waist.
"I'm not giving you anything! You left me for 9 hours in that room."
"That's what you think," he says, tossing me over his shoulder before slapping my ass. He storms off back through the house heading toward the stairs when we hear a loud bang. The basement door banging and groaning against the frame. Ryker stops staring at it before placing me on my feet. I hear Jacobs' voice from inside, scream through the mindlink and out loud.