His smile is wide. “Challenge accepted.”
He dips his head and sucks my nipples, tugging them between his lips until they’re hard and swollen while his hands cup mybreasts. The sensation hits straight to my core. I can feel the damp patch spreading through my panties.
Then, without warning, he tugs my pants down over my hips and leaves them pooled around my ankles. He pulls my panties aside, and his tongue is inside me before I can even take a breath.
I lean back against the wall, pushing my pussy into his face. “That feels so good…”
He’s too busy sucking on my clit to answer.
The throbbing flares instantaneously. I feel the intense ache drawing somewhere deep in me and entwine my fingers through his thick hair.
My breathing is ragged. He must know how close I am because he stops sucking, spreads my thighs as wide as he can with my ankles trapped in my pants, and slides his tongue inside me. He hits the spot and rubs his tongue back and forth, working my clit with his thumb.
I gasp. “Don’t stop. Right there…” My fingers reflexively grip his hair more tightly. I tilt my head back against the wall, spine arched, and I ride his tongue with my pussy until my orgasm crashes.
My legs are shaking. My entire body is thrumming with the sensation that’s focused solely between my legs.
I barely even notice Ryan rising onto his feet, unzipping his pants, and rolling a condom over his cock with practiced ease. He guides the head to my entrance, rubbing my slick all around my folds before sliding it inside me.
My panties are still pulled to one side. Saturated.
Ryan leans against me with all his weight, cups my face in both hands, and kisses me long and hard. He isn’t steaming drunk. He knows exactly what he’s doing.
“You’re so fucking sexy, Amelia.” He rubs his nose against mine, our lips still connected. “Sweet like fucking honey.”
He licks my lips, dragging his tongue slowly, transferring my own juices to my mouth.
“I bet there’s plenty more of that to come.” He grinds his shaft deep inside me, so deep I swear he hits my spine. “Will you come for me again, sweet Amelia?”
“Yes.” I gasp against his mouth.
“How many times?”
“How many times you can fuck me?”
His eyes light up with his smile. “Fighting talk, eh?”
“Think you can handle it?”
“Baby, you have no fucking idea.”
He holds my hand while I step out of my sneakers, pants, and underwear then, gripping my hips, he lifts my feet off the ground. I wrap my legs around his waist and ride his shaft, my breasts bouncing against his chest.
“Fuck, Amelia! You’re going to make me come.”
“Round one.” I kiss him hard, groaning into his mouth as my orgasm rolls through me a second time, making my body go limp.
Ryan fucks me against the wall, supporting my weight with his hands gripping my ass until his own orgasm makes him shudder, his breathing ragged against my mouth.
I can feel his heart thudding against my chest. I breathe in the citrusy smell of his shampoo, imprint the feel of his broad shoulders beneath my fingertips.
And that’s when I feel his cum oozing out from between my legs.
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AMELIA
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