I watch as he devours me, his soft growls sending a jolt of electricity straight to my core.
“You taste so fucking good.”
“Don’t stop.” I’m brazen in my desire for this man.
“Such a greedy girl.” He leaves me bereft, reaching for the tiramisu cream before dipping his fingers in and smearing a little it on the inside of my thigh, teasing me as he licks just shy of where I need him.
“Please…”
With a dark, wicked grin, he trails his mouth back up to my pussy. I can’t take my eyes off him—the sight of him between my thighs sending me into overdrive. I reach one hand forward, fisting it in his hair as I ride his face.
“Naughty little thing. Hands to yourself. I’m in control here.”
“Please… I need you.” Now I am begging.
A wry smile kisses his lips, slick with my arousal.
“I know, baby girl.”
The scruff of his jaw a stark juxtaposition to the softness of his tongue as he circles my clit.
I drop my head back, overwhelmed by the way this man sends me spiraling out of control.
“Eyes on me. I want you watching when you come all over my face.”
I’ve never been so shameless in pursuit of an orgasm. I can already tell I’m going to come hard, every muscle in my body tightening as I chase release.
“Oh God, Ryder, I’m close.”
He grabs my thighs and pushes them as far apart as they can go, pinning me in place as I come apart at the seams.
“Not until I say so.”
“What?” I close my eyes, trying not to come, but it feels too damn good.
“Eyes on me.” It’s more than I can take. He looks so hot with his head buried between my thighs. His dark blond hair is messed from my hand, and his eyes darken as he stares up at me with wicked intent.
I climb higher and higher, Ryder pulling me back from the brink, over and over again, until I’m on the edge of madness.
“Do you want to come, baby girl?”
“Yes.”
“Then fucking ask like a good girl.” He licks the evidence of my arousal from his lips.
“Please, Sir, may I come?”
Without another word, he feasts on my pussy before thrusting two fingers inside me. “Come for me, Aspen.” He lightly grazes my clit with his teeth before sucking it into his mouth and circling it with his tongue. His words are like a switch, lighting my whole body aflame.
I crash over the edge, headlong into an orgasm as he continues to let me ride his face through the aftershocks, and only when I collapse against the counter does he relinquish his grip on me.
Ryder takes a step back, reaching into his back pocket, pulling out his wallet and the condom inside. I bite down on my bottom lip as he unleashes his cock and tears open the wrapper before sliding the condom into place. God, he’s big, and I’m desperate to feel him.
“Are you sure you want to do this?”
I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him toward me, but he stops just shy of where I want him.
“I need your consent.”
