“I just… can’t get there from penetration alone. So don’t take it personally if I don’t come.” I let my fingers trail lightly over his chest, a teasing smile playing at my lips. “I promise I’ll still enjoy every second of this. Thoroughly.”
Ryan’s eyes flicker with heat, and his smirk widens as his hands tighten on my waist. “Oh, you’ll come,” he says, his tone radiating with confidence as his lips brush against mine. “If not from my cock, then from my fingers and mouth.”
His hands glide down to my ass, squeezing, his fingertips digging into my skin as he pulls me closer, and I moan against his lips, my body reacting to him instinctively. He groans back, the sound sending a shiver down my spine. “God, you make the hottest noises. Fuck, I need to see you.”
Before I can respond, Ryan pulls away, his hands moving to the hem of my top, tugging it over my head. The fabric hits the floor, and his gaze drops to my chest, eyes locking on the purple lacy bra.
A noise crawls from his throat. “Purple just might be my favorite color, too.”
I let out a chuckle, but Ryan groans, his breath hitching as he tilts his head back slightly. “Fuck, why are you so beautiful? Why do you drive me out of my mind? Why did it have to be you I bumped into that day?”
His question hangs in the air, a flutter of emotions rushing through me. I can’t stop myself from asking him the question running through my mind. “Do you regret it?”
His fingers dig into his hair, tugging it as he exhales sharply. “It ranges from so-fucking-much and my stomach cramping from guilt, to not a single fucking ounce of regret.” He lets out a soft, almost sheepish chuckle, his smirk returning. “The latter usually wins,” he adds with a sigh. “My mind is confused.” His eyes flicker down to his crotch, thick and bulging through his jeans. “My dick is too.”
I can’t help but laugh. Reaching behind my back, I undo the clasp of my bra, letting it fall to the floor. “Does this help?”
Ryan’s eyes darken, and he exhales shakily, his eyes locked on my tits, which makes my nipples harden with every second his eyes are on me. God, I want him to touch them, to lick them, to just do… something.
“Yeah,” he says licking his lips. “Yeah, that helps a lot.” He moves closer, cupping my tits, and my head lulls back, letting out a moan when his thumbs brush over my nipples. “Fuck, you have the prettiest tits.” He lifts his gaze to mine. “Want me to play with them a little?”
I nod rapidly which he chuckles at, and clutches my waist, bringing his lips to mine as he walks us toward my bed, lying me flat on the bed. He cups my breast, playing with my nipple, twisting, pulling, rubbing andgod, I’m so wet I can feel my thighs slipping against each other.
“You’re wet, baby, aren’t you?” he whispers against my lips. “Fuck, I want to feel you.” Unbuttoning my pants, he doesn’t even bother pulling them down, instead he slides his hand down my jeans and into my panties, parting me with his fingers.
I moan into his mouth when he rubs my clit with the pad of his middle finger, dragging it between my folds.
“Ohfuck, you’re drenched,” he moans and my pussy clenches around nothing. There’s nothing hotter than a guy moaning. I want him in my ear groaning and moaning and making it known how fucking good he feels. And even though I’m not touching him in any way, he’s getting pleasure from feeling me. And that is the hottest thing I have ever experienced.
His finger slips inside me, just to his knuckle before pulling it out and thrusting it back in. My back arches off the bed when his mouth closes around my nipple and his tongue swirls around it, tugging and sucking and making me lose my mind.
“That’s it, baby, let me know how good I’m making you feel.”
He doesn’t stop, his mouth dragging lower, wet kisses trailing heat along my skin until he pauses just above the swell of my other breast, lips parted, breath warm. His teeth graze my skin, sucking slow and deep until it aches.
My hips twitch up into his hand, helpless. He groans, his tongue flicking over the bruise blooming beneath his mouth before turning his attention to the other one.
I close my eyes, letting the pleasure surround me when suddenly it stops. I snap my eyes open, and Ryan pulls his hands out of my panties and his mouth away from my breast and before I can tell him to get back to work, he shuffles until he’s lower on the bed and tugs my jeans and panties off.
He doesn’t take them off all the way, though, he stops halfway, until just my ass is exposed, bends my legs up into my chest and dives in with a flick of his tongue.
“Oh god,” I moan when his hot mouth sucks on my pussy.
His hands cup my ass as he spreads me open and his tongue licks the length of me, sucking up my arousal. He focuses his tongue on my clit, kissing my pussy like he would my mouth, hot andtorturous.
“Ryan,” I moan, gripping the sheets in agony. “Fuck, just make me come.”
He chuckles against my skin, his tongue drifting down to lick my entrance, cleaning me up. “Patience. If I only get to have one night with you, I’m doing it right and taking my sweet ass time.”
I open my mouth to tell him this doesn’t have to be a one-time thing, but I don’t. My eyes squeeze closed when his finger fills me up. It’s so long and thick andgod. Tipping my head back, I let out a loud, filthy moan I’m sure other people can hear, but I don’t give a fuck right now.
“Fuck, your moans are sexy as hell,” Ryan says, his words breathy and choppy. “You like my fingers inside you?” he asks, sliding another one in, curling them inside me.
“I need…”
“This?” he guesses, pressing a soft kiss to my clit, which makes me jump from the contact. “You want me to kiss your pretty, little pussy while I fuck you with my fingers?”
I moan in response, and he continues licking me while his fingers work me open.
