This Could Be Us (Skyland, #2)

by Kennedy Ryan

a true intimate relationship is a safe place with no facades. A space where you...

the air between us is scorched with desire and longing and desperation.

As soon as the door closes and we’re alone in the stairwell, we reach for each other.

She presses me to the wall, which should feel comical since she’s half my size but is such a...

claws its way to the surface, calling mine out to w...

I squeeze her butt and lift, grunting when she wraps her legs around my waist.

A necessity rn

You make me forget the world when you kiss me, and it’s reckless and out of control, and yet there is no safer place.

I’m tearing up. Mainly because I understand this feeling IRL!!

they also deserve a happy mother. I’m happy with myself, yes, but I’m also happy with Judah.

I’m grabbed from behind and kissed on the cheek.

😍😍😍 the physical touch girl in me is cryingggg

“If holding on to you is all it takes,” I say, wrapping my arms around him, tipping my head back to stare into his eyes, “then I’ll be fine.”

WHAT! A! MAN!

I’ve never been held so tightly and still felt so free.

The power in this statement!

“I fall in love with myself and I want someone to share it with me.” —Eartha Kitt, iconic actress

It’s not every day you wake up in Morocco with the man you love eating breakfast between your legs.

The life

This is my fantasy come to life.

his black-rimmed glasses rest, and it makes me even wetter, wilder.

the sounds of my tortured pleasure and his greedy mouth feasting. I roll my hips over his face,

I’m yearning and yelling like crazy dawg

Gripping the headboard with one hand, I squeeze my breast with the other, losing myself in leagues of rapture so deep, I gasp for breath. Judah’s big hands tighten on my thighs, stretching me to my limit, his hunger voracious and consuming.

Ride that face girlllll

my voice shredded from last night’s screams and this morning’s shrieks.

“I can walk,” I tell him, my head lolling against his shoulder, but I’m not sure. My legs feel rubbery and my knees are Jell-O. “I can carry.”

Our hotel villa is so secluded, privacy isn’t a worry, and we’ve taken full advantage, open-air lovemaking every chance we get.

He doesn’t miss the chance to stroke me, to invade me.

He’s so daddy 😍

“I wanted him out of your life more than I wanted to catch him,” Judah says, his voice going curt, steely. “I wanted him out of your daughters’ lives. He’s not a good man and he never will be. The longer he’s around, the more he’ll fail them and make things harder for you.”

What a man!!!!

I don’t know the shape our relationship will take through every stage as the years go by, but I do know we’ll be together.