Ryan Renewed: New York Ruthless: Book 5

I walk into Jessie’s bedroom to find her lying on the bed.

“Go away!” she snaps when I walk into the room.

I ignore her and close the door behind me. She’s been crying and I hate to see her upset, especially when I’m the cause of it, but that doesn’t stop the anger burning through my veins. She is one of the smartest people I know, so how can she be so fucking naïve when it comes to trusting people?

After everything she’s been through, she still sees the best in everyone. I know that makes me a complete hypocrite, because that used to be one of the things I loved about her – the fact that she sees the positives in everything and everyone. But now it just terrifies me, ever since I found her in that basement back in Ireland and for a few horrible seconds, I thought she was dead and I’d lost her forever. I can’t get that image out of my head. Try as I might, I can’t forget that feeling and the complete despair I felt in that moment. I’m not sure I would survive losing her.

“I don’t want to talk to you, Liam,” she says with a sigh as I approach the bed.

“Then just listen.”

She rolls her eyes and it stirs something in me that I’ve never felt before with her. I want to spank her ass until she’s begging me to stop.

“I don’t want to listen to you either, because you’re an asshole!”

I clench my fists into balls. “An asshole?”

She turns her head so she can glare at me. “Yes! I expect that kind of crap from Shane, and even Conor, but not you!” She pushes herself off the bed and stalks toward the bathroom and I am hot on her heels.

I grab hold of her arm and turn her to face me. “So, everyone else gets to speak their mind, but not me? Is that it?” I snarl at her as every nerve in my body burns with a pent-up rage that I haven’t felt in a long time. I have never felt it with her before and I don’t know what to do with it.

“That’s not what I said,” she glares at me defiantly.

“Then what is it, Jessie? Why does everyone else get to be an asshole to you but not me?” I challenge her.

She blinks at me and my heart constricts in my chest as I wait for her to answer me. Is this where she tells me that I’m just the added extra? That she could do without me as long as she has my three brothers? That they give her everything I can’t?

“I…” She shakes her head. “Forget about it!”

She turns and goes to walk away from me but I keep hold of her arm and stop her in her tracks. “Don’t turn your fucking back on me, Jessie!” I hiss as I pull her toward me until our bodies are just inches apart.

“Liam!” She gasps at the harshness in my tone, but her eyes darken with heat.

I’m holding tightly to her wrist and her pulse thrums against my skin. It’s racing, just like mine is. She glares at me, her eyes full of fire and anger. Fury radiates from both of us like heat from a raging inferno. She gasps in a stuttered breath that makes her tits rise and fall and suddenly my cock is throbbing as hard as the blood in my veins.

I stare at her, my jaw clenched so tight that my teeth are grinding together. I need to do something with this anger that is burning through me, so I do the only thing that comes to mind. I am going to fucking bury myself in her cunt until she screams my name.

I pick her up and wrap her legs around my waist before carrying her to the dresser a few feet away. I throw her onto it, causing the small bottle of perfume she has on there to fall off onto the floor. The glass shatters and the fresh citrus smell fills my senses. It smells so much like her that it makes my cock throb painfully.

Her body is trembling but she winds her arms around my neck as she keeps her legs wrapped around my waist. I pull my cock free from my sweatpants before reaching between her thighs and tugging her panties to the side. My knuckles brush over her folds and I realize she’s not quite wet enough for this, but I’m going to fuck her anyway. I’m going to fuck her until I feel better.

I drive my cock into her tight pussy and her walls squeeze around me.

She hisses out a breath as she claws at my neck. “Liam!” she half-groans, half-shouts.

I pull her closer to me with my arms around her waist until there isn’t a millimeter of space between. “Is this what you want?” I growl as I rail into her.

“Fuck! Yes!” she pants as she pulls me deeper, her nails scratching my skin.

I fuck her harder than I ever have ever fucked anyone in my life, my thighs smacking against the drawers and the dresser banging loudly against the wall behind us.

“Liam!” she shouts as I drive harder and the whole dresser starts to rattle as the drawers slide in and out and it bounces off the wall. It’s going to fall to pieces if I don’t let up but I don’t care. I’ll buy her a dozen new dressers if I need to. My fingers dig into the soft flesh of her hips as I tilt her back and go deeper, making her groan loudly.

I bury my face against her neck and bite on the tender spot beneath her ear and she starts to whimper, rocking her hips against mine as though she can’t get enough even as I’m giving every single fucking thing I have. My balls draw up into my stomach as I’m overcome with a need to claim her. She is fucking mine and I will never let anyone take her from me.

“Fuck! I will never get enough of you,” I growl in her ear.

“Liam, I need you,” she groans as she pulls at my hair and suddenly all the not feeling good enough disappears. She wants this as much as I do.

I pick her up from the dresser and carry her to the bed instead. When I pull out of her, she groans in frustration.

“I just want you naked, baby,” I pant as I reach for her dress and peel it off over her head. Then I pull her panties off too and toss them onto the floor before I settle back between her thighs and she wraps her arms and legs around me again. Her skin is soft and hot against mine. Her nipples are hard against my chest as she pulls me close. When I sink into her smooth, wet heat she moans my name so fucking loudly it makes me feel like I’m going to blow my load in her right now.

“I love fucking you, Jessie,” I breathe in her ear.

“I love it too.”

I rail into her harder than before, nailing her into the mattress. Every thrust. Every scratch of her nails on my skin. Every whimper and moan that I pull from her body makes the rage inside me ebb away.

When she finally comes, squeezing and dripping all over my cock, she screams my name so loudly that I think everyone on this block must have heard. The feeling of her hot pussy milking me as she does tips me over the edge too and by the time we’re both done, we’re panting for breath, our bodies completely spent.

I lie on top of her, my head resting on her chest as she curls her fingers through my hair.

“I’m sorry about what I said,” she whispers.

“I know, baby,” I whisper back. “Me too.”

“Why are you so upset about Hayden?”

I push myself up and roll onto my side, bringing her with me so that we can lie facing each other. “I don’t trust him.”

“I get that,” she frowns at me. “I’m pretty sure your brothers don’t either, but this is about more than that, Liam.”

I nod at her. It’s about so much more, but how do I tell her that I can’t stop thinking about her in that basement back in Ireland?

She places her hand on my chest, right over my heart. “What is it?” she whispers. “Please tell me.”

“When I saw you chained to that bed in Paul’s basement, Jessie, I thought you were dead.”

She blinks at me.

“It was the worst few moments of my entire life. I…” I suck in a breath and she shuffles closer to me, draping her leg over mine until our bodies are flush together.

“I didn’t know that,” she whispers.

“You were so cold and still. I thought I was never going to see your smile or your eyes, or feel your warm skin on mine. I dream about it all the time and when I wake up and you’re not there…”

“Liam.” She presses a soft kiss on my lips. “I’m not going anywhere.”

“But what if he’s not who he says he is, Jessie? What if he wants something more from you?”

“I know you think I’m being naïve, but I’m not stupid, Liam. There is a chance Hayden is lying or has an ulterior motive, but by the same token, there is also a chance that he’s not. I don’t want to be the kind of person who always assumes the worst of people. I’m sorry, but I can’t be that, not even for you.”

“I don’t want you to change who you are, Jessie,” I tuck her hair behind her ear. “I just want you to be careful.”

“I will be.” She smiles at me and my cock twitches to life again.

“What were you going to say before?”

Her beautiful face pulls into a frown. “When?”

I don’t want to argue with her again, but I have to know the answer. “When I asked you why everyone but me gets to be an asshole to you?”

She blushes and her eyelids flutter. “I… It’s silly,” she whispers.

“Not to me.”

She looks into my eyes and bites on her lip.

“Stop chewing your lip and answer me.”

“I do like this bossy side of you,” she purrs.

“Then answer the damn question, Jessie!”

“You remember you were the first to kiss me?” she breathes and I wonder if she’s answering the question or trying to distract me.

“Of course I do. I think about that night all the damn time.” It was the night all of our lives changed. One minute, me, her and Mikey were watching movies on the couch and the next thing I was kissing her. A few moments later, I tasted her pussy for the first time and I’ve been addicted to her from that moment. Mikey and I fucked her together shortly afterward and we’ve been fucking her every chance we get since.

“I do too,” she smiles at me. “You were the first man I kissed that I ever really wanted to kiss, Liam.”

“What?” I blink at her. How can that be true? She was twenty-six when we met.

“I kissed a boy when I was fifteen and I wanted that,” she adds. “But he was just a boy.”

“Jessie, I don’t understand.” I shake my head.

“I had sex with plenty of guys, and not always through choice,” she says it so matter-of-factly that it makes me want to kill every man who has ever laid a finger on her. “Some were through choice, of course, but usually as a means to an end. Because I needed information, or a place to stay or something.” She shrugs. “And occasionally just to scratch an itch, but they could have been anyone and I never kissed them. I mean our lips may have touched briefly, but we weren’t kissing. No tongues or open mouths.”

I realize I must be looking at her funny now because she starts to babble. “It’s not that all of the others forced me, and I even enjoyed it sometimes…” Her cheeks redden further.

“You don’t have to explain yourself to me, Jessie.”

“I know.” She takes a deep breath. “I’m just trying to tell you that I never really wanted to kiss anyone before I met you and your brothers.”

“Fuck! Really?”

“Really.”

“But what does that have to do with me being an asshole?”

“I kind of always saw you as…” She chews on her lip again and my heart stops beating. What the fuck does she see me as?

“As what?”

“My ride or die. The one who’ll always have my back, even when I’m being an asshole too,” she finally says and my heart starts beating again and I feel like a complete jackass for thinking that she thought any less of me than she does my brothers. “Conor and Shane kind of have that, and obviously you and Mikey do. I just thought… Like I said, I’m being silly.”

“I have always got your back, baby. One hundred percent.”

“I know,” she smiles.

“I can’t keep quiet when I think you’re in danger though. That’s having your back too.”

“I know that, but sometimes I feel like it’s the four of you, and then me.”

“Jessie!” I roll on top of her, pinning her to the mattress again. “It is never like that. There is no us and you, just us. Tell me that you believe that?”

“I do most of the time,” she breathes. “I think I’m just feeling emotional right now for some reason. Maybe it’s thinking about my little brothers and my mom and dad.”

“Maybe.” I kiss her softly and she opens her mouth, allowing me to slide my tongue inside. My cock is already hard again and she rocks her hips against me, grinding herself on me. I pull back from our kiss, leaving her gasping for breath. “You’re insatiable, you know that?”

“Says the guy with the huge boner?” She arches an eyebrow at me.

I rub my nose along the column of her throat. She smells so fucking good. “Shall I fuck you again, baby?”

“Yes.”

“Properly this time.” I arch an eyebrow at her.

“What do you mean?” she purrs.

“Before wasn’t the way I usually fuck you, was it?”

“No,” she giggles, “but it was hot.”

“You liked it, huh?”

“Couldn’t you tell?”

“Well, your pussy was gripping me like it was never gonna let me go.” I grin at her.

“That’s because I never want to let you go, Liam Ryan.” She smiles at me as she wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me closer, and I’m pretty sure there is no man on this earth who is happier than me right now.