I moan shamelessly around his cock. Just when I think he is about to come, he pulls my hair back and forces my mouth off of him.
“Your turn,” he throatily utters.
Smiling devilishly at him, I tease, “Make it worth my while.”
“Turn around, on your hands and knees,” he commands.
Doing as I’m told, I position my ass in the air, spreading my fingers on the ground to steady myself.
Smack.
I yelp out at the sharpness of it. Snapping my head around to face Ryan, I gape, taken aback that he just spanked me hard enough to leave a mark. He runs his fingers through my slickness and shows them to me. “Doesn’t look like you hated it.”
Heat unfolds from my neck to my cheeks. He’s not wrong. I lick my lips.
“Now bend your head all the way forward and rest it on your hands with your hips elevated more.”
I shimmy my ass a little for him as I do it.
Smack.
That one sent a vibration through my body and resulted in me rocking forward a bit.
“Fuck look at the sight of you,” he grunts.
Grabbing handfuls of each cheek of my ass, he spreads them as far as they will go. He blows on my wetness, bringing to light how aroused I am. I shudder in anticipation of what is next.
Behind me, he shuffles around before he uses one of his knees to shift my legs wider.
Then, I hear something hit the ground.
CHAPTER
THREE
Practically jumping out of my skin, I twist my head near the sound and see it’s just the mask. All of a sudden, I feel his hot breath dance along my holes. He inhales deeply as his nose trails over them, and goosebumps cover my flesh as I begin shaking.
Ryan’s tongue grazes my tight ring of muscle, and a moan slips out of me. Using his fingertips, he stretches my cheeks wider and begins deliberately prodding around it. I shiftrestlessly when it feels like I can’t take it anymore, and he slips his tongue in. My hands ball up into fists at the pure pleasure of him eating my ass. His tongue picks up speed, sliding in and out. I hear the sloppiness of it, and I shove my hips back, compelling his tongue to go deeper.
Leaning back, he runs his fingers up and down my pussy, quickly zoning in on my clit, using his thumb and pointer finger to play with it, setting the right amount of delicious pressure. Simultaneously, he takes his other hand and fingers me, making me wetter for him.
Just when I’m about to reach utter bliss, he pulls his hands back, hooks them around my hips, and pulls my ass toward him.
“So wet and ready for me, baby?” he taunts.
“I need your cock now,” I beg.
He takes his cock and rubs it across my holes, teasing me on which one he is going to select.
“Your creamy skin is about to get absolutely filthy when I fuck you raw into the dirt like the slut you are. Say it. Say you’re my dirty whore.” He slaps my ass with his cock.
“I’m your dirty whore!” I scream.
“You’re allowed to come when I tell you to and only then.”
I nod, unable to form words. Promptly, he lines up his cock and rams it into my pussy. I throw my head back, my loud scream mixing with equally loud moans.
Ryan groans at the sudden sensation, too. His hands clamp down on both sides where my hips end and my thighs begin as he fucks me aggressively into the dirt, exactly as he promised.
