Chapter Seven
Ryker kissed her. The woman of his dreams was going to have his child, and he fucking loved that. She was his in every single sense of the word.
Pulling her against him, he gripped her ass and felt complete. Since leaving her he’d felt empty, lost. Each day had been harder than the one before. Nighttime and mornings were the worst, as he lay in bed, staring at the empty space beside him, wanting her.
“You’re free?” she asked.
“Yes, I cleared my name.”
“Did you upload it onto social media?” she asked.
“No, I took it to my lawyer. I laid low as he got everything verified. He said that just because I handed it in, people would want to make sure that it’s legit. He asked me about what I’d been doing. There had been a search out for me, but they couldn’t find me and assumed I’d skipped the country some way.” It had been the longest few weeks of his life. His lawyer had put a rush on everything. “The moment he knew the tape was legit, he started the ball rolling.”
“Did you go back to jail?”
“They remanded me into custody while they completed their investigation. The tape was all the evidence they needed. My old boss is now going to have a nice time in jail. I reckon orange will bring out the murder in his eyes.”
“You’re free?”
“Yes, I’m free, and now I’m all yours.”
“Why did it take so long?”
“These things take time. My lawyer said it actually it went by rather quickly. He’s had cases like these that have lasted years.”
He pushed some of her hair off her shoulder. “The moment I was cleared, I came here, and of course you weren’t.”
He’d missed her smile, her scent, everything.
Leaning in close, he pressed his face against her neck, breathing her in. Kissing her neck, he felt her shiver.
“I want you, Scarlett. It has been too long.”
“Then take me, Ryker. I’m all yours.”
Lifting her up, he carried her over to the bed. She wrapped her legs around him and he followed her down, moving over her as he settled between her thighs.
She wore a long skirt, and she shoved it out of the way and placed his palm against her pussy. She cried out, and he relished the sound.
Tearing her panties from her body, he touched her soaking wet pussy, sliding a finger inside her, feeling her cunt squeeze him. This was what he wanted to come home to, and he’d not wanted to waste a moment.
As he pumped his digit in and out of her, his cock pulsed within his jeans. When touching her wasn’t enough, he moved down, taking her pussy with his mouth. He licked her clit, sliding down to fuck her with his tongue, before drawing it back up and sucking on her again. She screamed his name, and he was desperate for more. He didn’t want her to stop. She came on his face, shouting his name, and he smiled. Rearing back, he opened up his jeans. Easing his cock out of the tight confines of his clothing, he ran his fingers from the root up to the head then back down again. Pre-cum spilled out of the tip, and staring down at her pussy, he felt primal, ready to fuck. Not only that, he felt possessed with a need to claim her, to make her his once again.
She carried his child, and now wore his ring.
He wanted the world to know that she belonged to him.
Taking her lips, he slid his cock between her slit, bumping her clit as he coated his cock in her cream.
When he was slick once again, he eased the tip inside her. It had been too long, and he didn’t wait for her to get accustomed to him. Holding onto her hip, he slammed to the hilt, feeling every ripple, every pulse, and relishing her moan.
“I’ve missed you. I’ve missed this.”
“I’m not going to leave you again. Where I go, you’ll go.” It was safe now.
Pulling out of her tight heat, he slammed inside her, going to the hilt once again. His name was a constant moan as it came from her lips, and he made love to her. When he couldn’t take it anymore, he fucked her hard, the bed hitting the wall with the force of their thrusts.
“Yes, please, I love you, Ryker.”
“I love you, Scarlett.”
He took hold of her hands, keeping her down on the bed as he took their pleasure to the next level.
She came on his cock, calling his name, and he filled her with his cum, relishing every second. This was what he’d been dreaming about, and he was never going to give this up. Afterward, he collapsed on top of her, wrapping his arms around her, feeling her close. Breathing in her scent, feeling complete.
“I love you,” he said.
Scarlett chuckled, wrapping her arms around him, running her fingers up and down his back.
“I’ve been so lost without you.”
“I’m sorry,” he said. “I’m sorry for pointing a gun at you, and for scaring you.” He pulled away to look into her eyes. “I never want to hurt you.”
“I wasn’t afraid of you, Ryker. I don’t know what it was, but I was never afraid of you.” She cupped his cheek.
“You know you’ve got to marry me as fast as we can now that you’re pregnant.”
She giggled. “That was a quick change of topic.”
“I don’t want to dwell on the bad stuff forever. You forgive me, so now I want to give you every single reason to keep on loving me.” He didn’t care how sappy he sounded, or lovesick.
He fucking loved her. It was the memory of her that kept on driving him to get back home to her.
“Ryker, you have me, and I’m not going anywhere.”
“You promise?”
“Yes, more than anything, I’ve never been so happy.”
****
The first snowfall didn’t last very long. The moment they were able to drive to the airport they did. Once they hit Vegas, her father was waiting for her. Scarlett should have expected that, seeing as she called his secretary and asked for her to book their flight. He looked Ryker up and down, and he didn’t look impressed.
“What are you doing here?” she asked.
“I called him.” Ryker spoke up, taking her hand, locking their fingers together.
So it hadn’t been her father’s secretary to spill the truth.
“Why?”
“Believe it or not, sweetheart, he wanted your dad’s approval,” her father said. “And he wanted me to give you away, seeing as it is my right to do so.”
She hadn’t thought about her father, and she glanced up at Ryker, hoping he saw that she didn’t care if he approved or not.
Her father stepped forward, and he held her shoulders. “I know I’ve not always been there for you, Scarlett. I’ve failed you in a lot of ways, and I’m sorry for that, but I also won’t let you marry someone unless you’re going to be happy to do it. Now, do you want to marry him?”
“Yes.” She didn’t even hesitate.
“You know that he’s been in prison, that he’s an ex-convict?”
“I know all that, and I don’t care. He didn’t do it, and I want to marry him.” She took Ryker’s hand, and placed it on her stomach. “We’re going to be a family. I’m the happiest woman in the world.”
He didn’t look happy, but Scarlett made him look at her.
“Dad, I’m happy. I don’t want to be without him. I love him more than anything else in the world. Please, be happy about this.”
Seconds passed before he finally nodded, then looked at Ryker. “I better never see her upset or sad, you hear me? I want her to be so fucking happy that she can’t even think what sadness is.”
“You’ve got it, sir.”
She smiled, knowing her father would love the “sir” touch.
“Fine. Let’s do this. I’ve already bought you a dress, and everything is set up ready for you.”
It didn’t take long for her to be whisked away to the church, and there was a woman waiting to help her into her dress.
Once she was ready, her father was there, and he stared at her. She saw the tears in his eyes, and smiled at him.
“I’m in love, Dad.”
“Does he know?”
“He knows everything, and he still loves me.”
“There’s no way he couldn’t love you, baby.” He moved toward her and hugged her tightly. She closed her eyes, enjoying the hug before finally pulling away. “Are you going to give me away?”
“No father should ever have to go through this torture.”
She giggled. When she stepped into the main aisle, the moment she caught sight of Ryker, there was no turning back. Even with butterflies in her stomach, she kept on moving forward. Each step she took, she knew deep in her heart it would take her closer to happiness.
Her father gave him one final warning before handing her over.
Holding Ryker’s hand, standing before the priest, she spoke her vows, listening to Ryker’s and falling even more in love.
When the time came to kiss the bride, she went into his arms willingly. There was no way she wouldn’t.
The moment his lips fell on hers, her life felt complete. She had Ryker, she was his wife, and pregnant with his child.
The prospect of the future filled her with happiness.
“I love you,” he said.
And staring into Ryker’s eyes, she didn’t doubt him for a second.