He licks, sucks, and nips at my clit, flicking his tongue back and forth. He spears me with two thick fingers, finding my magic spot with scary precision, moving his fingers roughly while attacking my clit. Holy shit, this man can eat pussy. Why did I wait so long again?
Dimly aware we are in his dad’s house, I clamp a hand over mymouth to hide the noises, and Ryder chuckles before devouring my pussy. He doesn’t let up, fucking me with his fingers and circling my clit with his tongue. I look down, and he’s staring at my face. Our eyes lock together, and I can’t look away. He starts moving his fingers faster, and I can feel the pressure start to build, signaling my release. He teases my clit a few times before sucking it into his mouth hard.
When I come, it’s harsh, my back bowing, clamping down on Ryder’s fingers. I scream into my hand, seeing stars burst behind my eyes. Ryder kisses my thighs, gently bringing me down before kissing up my body and slanting his mouth over mine.
I run my hand down his body, and he clamps a hand around my wrist to stop me before I reach his cock. “If you touch me now, I will come before we start.” He pulls my hand up, kissing my fingertips. “I need inside you,Il mio sole. Please tell me you brought condoms.”
This is where my nerves start again. “I’m clean.” I didn’t want anything between us; I didn’t have to explain the rest.
“I’m clean, too, and I’d never do anything to put you in danger.” I nod because I know. He groans low in his throat. “You’re going to let me take this pussy bare?”
“Yes,” I whisper. I don’t know why I thought he would say no, but I had a lump in my throat thinking he would because I’ve been with Gage and Leo, but we always used them, and I didn’t want to with them either.
He reaches down and lines his cock up at my entrance, locking eyes with me as he slides in. I feel him stretching me with his girth, and his piercings are rubbing every nerve ending. When he’s fully seated inside me, we both sigh because the connection is finally complete after all this time.
“You feel so good,” he says softly. “So wet and perfect.” He slides back out, and I moan loudly, but it’s cut off by his hand clamping over my mouth. We both laugh breathlessly, which makes him groan when I squeeze him. “Maybe doing this here wasn’t a good idea.”
“You want to stop?” I tease.
“Fuck no.” He kisses up my neck until he’s at my ear. “I’ve waited too long for this,” he whispers.
“Me too,” I whisper back.
He braces his hands on either side of my head, laying his forehead on mine, then he begins to move slowly, dragging his cock in and out of me, so I feel everything. I wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck, holding him tight. I want to see every emotion cross his face, and I want him to see mine too. I don’t want anything left to wonder between us; I am completely open to him in more ways than one.
The only thing you can hear is our labored breathing and the wet slide of his cock in and out of my pussy. I can feel my orgasm slowly building from the tips of my toes to the top of my head. Every time he bottoms out, he grinds down on my clit.
“Ryder,” I moan.
“God,Il mio sole,” he groans. “I’ve wanted to hear my name being moaned out of those sweet lips for years.”
He sits up and locks his arm under my knee before leaning back on his hand, changing the angle. My back bows, pushing my breasts in his face; he latches onto one of my nipples, sucking it into his mouth.
His pace quickens, and I can feel my toes curl. “Ryder,” I moan again, moving my hips with his.
“I know,Il mio sole,” he replies. He slants his mouth over mine and starts fucking me harder with short, deep thrusts. It feels like we are made for each other; he fits perfectly inside me.
I scream into his mouth when I finally let go, my whole body tight like a bowstring.
He slows his strokes, kissing me through it. I can feel sweat slicking our bodies and see sweat gathering at his temples. I run my fingers through his hair, kissing him slowly, marveling that this is Ryder.
He starts to move again, rolling his hips. “You’re amazing, Alessa,” he whispers, saying my name like a prayer.
I start moving my hips with his again, trying to tell him without words that I feel the same way, but the words are locked in my throat.
“What do you need,Il mio sole?”
“Fuck me, Ryder. Take what you need,” I beg. I can tell from his body that he’s holding back. “I can take it.”
“Fuck,” he groans, sinking into my pussy and holding himself there. He drops my leg before rolling onto his back so I’m straddling him, making me squeal.
He pushes my hair out of my face with a smile. “We’re going to get busted.”
I laugh. “You did it.”
He wraps big hands around my waist. “Can you stay quiet?” I give him a doubtful look, and he chuckles. “Ride my cock. I want to see those titties bounce.”
I brace my hands on his chest, rocking my hips back and forth before lifting and slamming my pussy down on his cock. His grip on my hips tightens, and he makes a noise between a groan and a growl.
