"Holy shit."
His hands grip my thighs harder, fingers digging into my flesh, anchoring me against his mouth. I can feel his nose pressing against my clit as his tongue dips inside me, and the dual sensation makes me see stars.
"Oh my god," I whimper, rolling my hips experimentally. His answering groan vibrates through my entire core.
I look down and the sight nearly makes me come on the spot—Ramsey's eyes are locked on mine, dark and intense, the rest of his face completely covered by my pussy. There's something so primal about watching him disappear beneath me, his strong hands keeping me exactly where he wants me.
"That's it," he growls against me, the words muffled but clear enough. "Ride my fucking face. Use me."
Something snaps inside me. All my hesitation vanishes,replaced by a raw, animal need. I grind down harder, my thighs clamping around his head as I chase the pleasure his tongue is giving me. I'm fucking shameless now, rocking against his face, using his mouth for my own selfish pleasure.
"Yes, yes, just like that," I gasp, my head falling back as I ride him harder. His beard scrapes against my sensitive skin, creating a delicious friction that makes me shudder.
Ramsey's hands slide from my thighs to my ass, gripping the flesh hard enough to bruise as he pulls me down even tighter against his face. I can barely see his eyes now, just his forehead and hair as I smother him with my pussy.
"Fuck, Rams, I can't—you're gonna make me—" I can't even finish my sentence, too lost in the sensation of his tongue flicking rapidly against my clit.
He slaps my ass hard, the sharp sting making me cry out and grind down harder. I'm practically suffocating him now, my thighs squeezing his head, my pussy covering his entire face, but he just grips me tighter, urging me on, devouring me like I'm his last meal.
My movements become frantic, uncoordinated, as the pressure builds inside me. I'm riding his face so hard I worry I might hurt him, but his grip only tightens, keeping me exactly where he wants me.
"I'm gonna come," I warn him, my voice breaking. "Fuck, Ramsey, I'm gonna come on your face."
I'm shaking, trembling, falling apart on his tongue as he keeps licking, keeps sucking, keeps fucking devouring me through every spasm. My hands are fisted in his hair so tightly I must be hurting him, but he doesn't stop, doesn't let up, just keeps his mouth on me as I ride out the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had.
When my legs start to give out, when I'm literally collapsing from the intensity, his strong hands grip my waist and lift me slightly. I can see his face now, soaked with my arousal, his eyes wild and hungry as he looks up at me.
"That's it, baby girl," he murmurs against my pussy, his hot breath making me twitch with aftershocks. "Just like that. Let it all out. You're doing so fucking good."
My body jerks with each soft pass of his tongue, gentler now but still persistent. I'm so sensitive I could cry, but I don't want him to stop.
"So fucking beautiful when you come," he praises, pressing a soft kiss to my inner thigh. "Such a good girl for me."
I'm still twitching, still coming down when he carefully shifts me off his face. In one fluid motion, he sits up and pulls me into his lap, cradling me against his chest like I'm something precious. His arms wrap around me, one hand tangling in my hair, the other rubbing soothing circles on my back.
"Holy shit," I whisper into his neck, my voice wrecked and shaky.
"You did so fucking good," he murmurs into my hair, his lips brushing my temple. "So perfect. Such a natural."
I can feel his erection pressing against my ass, but he makes no move to do anything about it. His entire focus seems to be on me, on holding me through the aftershocks that are still making me tremble in his arms.
"Your pussy is so pretty," he continues, his voice roughbut gentle. "So fucking responsive. The way you rode my face? Fucking perfection."
My cheeks heat at his praise, but I can't deny how good it feels to hear it.
I could get used to hearing it, and that’s a dangerous thing because this is all about my list. He’s helping me, but his own moral code won’t allow himself to be with me.
So I guess I’m just going to have to force him to break his code.
Chapter 24
Ramsey
Iwake up with my dick so hard it could fucking be a load-bearing beam in construction, the taste of Reese still lingering on my tongue. Jesus fucking Christ. After three days of her riding my face and I'm still waking up like this.
"It's just a best friend thing," I mutter to the empty room, knowing it's complete bullshit even as the words leave my mouth.
Best friends don't jack off to the memory of their friend coming on their face. Best friends don't save a pair of ruined panties in their nightstand drawer like some fucking trophy. Best friends don't lie awake at night planning all the ways they want to ruin said friend.
