Ilock the bedroom door, kicking off my sneakers as I turn around to face her. She fixes her eyes on mine, her pupils burning with anticipation, holding my gaze confidently while licking her lips and moving her hand to the knot on her towel. My cock hardens, and desire rushes through me. Very slowly, she loosens the towel, and it drops to the floor, leaving her standing before me completely naked.
I suck in a breath as my eyes drink her in, sweeping down over her voluptuous tits, her nipples rosy, large, and taut, her skin prickling as my gaze wanders lower to her flat stomach, along the gentle curve of her hip, and on to the neatly trimmed patch of hair over her pussy before gliding down those long, long, shapely legs. She’s perfection, and I can’t wait to get my first taste of her.
I stride toward her with purpose, lightly placing my hands on her shoulders. “You are so fucking beautiful it hurts.” I kiss her mouth before moving along her cheek, to her jawline, and down to that sensitive spot just under her ear. I nip at her earlobe, and she whimpers, her legs buckling. I wrap my arm around her waist, pulling her in close, wishing we were skin to skin, but we can’t go there yet. Not until she knows the full truth.
And that’s not what this is about.
This is about making her feel good. Cherished. Loved. So she knows she’s the only one. So all those doubts and jealousies in her head disappear.
Taking her hand, I lead her to the bed and tenderly push her down on the pillows. She lies flat on her back as I yank my top up over my head, crawling over her in just my running shorts. I hover over her body, enjoying the view, loving how her tits sway as her chest heaves up and down. Her eyes burn with lust, and I capture her mouth in a searing-hot kiss, my tongue plundering her mouth, moaning at the back of my throat as I lick inside her.
I continue my exploration, grazing my teeth along the column of her neck, brushing my lips across her collarbone as I trail a finger down the gap between her breasts. I play with her tits, kneading her flesh and rolling her hard nipples between my thumb and index finger. The sounds coming out of her mouth are almost enough to make me come in my pants like my horny teenage self. I lower my mouth to one tit while I fondle the other. I suck and bite, tugging at her nipple until she’s crying out, her back curving off the bed.
“Ryder, please.” She props up on her elbows, watching me lap at her tits. “I need your cock inside me.”
I crawl back up her body, kissing her passionately. “Not yet, honey. But soon. I promise.”
A sigh of frustration leaves her swollen lips, and I devour her mouth again. “I know how to take care of you, I promise.”
“Well, show me what you’ve got then, Rock Star, before I spontaneously combust.”
Tell me about it. My dick’s so hard it could pound metal.
I move back down her body, my hands, mouth, and tongue exploring every inch of her soft, golden skin. When I arrive at the jagged scar on her lower belly, I press a reverential kiss along the puckered skin, remembering how scared I was the day Valeria stabbed her in the yard, terrified I’d lost her. I look up, locking eyes with Zeta as my lips brush along the permanent reminder of that day.
“I know,” she whispers, understanding straightaway the thoughts rotating through my brain. She runs her fingers through my hair. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” I rest my head on her stomach. “So fucking much.” I stay like that for a couple minutes until I’ve brushed the cobwebs aside. With a sly grin, I bury my tongue in her belly button, and she squirms, squealing as a warm smile spreads across my mouth. She screams, cursing me out, when I bypass the promised land, licking my way down her leg instead. I chuckle, looking up at the furious expression on her face. “Patience, baby.”
She flips me the bird before flopping down on her back, moaning in frustration. I pick up her foot, moving my lips back up her leg, slowly, torturously, enjoying every flick of my tongue, drowning in her smell and taste, never getting enough. When I reach the ink on her upper thigh, I trace my fingers along the small lines of script, reading the words she imprinted on her skin with a lump in my throat.
Love isa place where hope and desperation lives
Because even though you’re gone
You’re still part of me
And I’ll always want you back
“Zeta.”I choke on the word, tears welling in my eyes.
She sits up, reaching down to caress my cheek. “It’s always been you, Ryder, and it always will be. Only ever you.”
I press my lips to hers in a fierce, needy kiss, grinding my hips against hers, wanting desperately to be at one with her but knowing I need to hold back. “I love you.” I lift my head up, staring into her beautiful eyes, eyes swimming in emotion like my own. “And I need you to understand that every song I’ve written, every word I’ve put to paper, has always been about you.” I point to the ink trailing from my left arm over my upper chest, tracing a finger behind the images painted on my skin until her eyes pop wide in recognition. “I wanted your name over my heart, but I wanted it private, just for me, so I buried it behind these images.” I pull her hand to my chest, placing it over her name. “Every time I felt lost, every time I felt alone, I pressed my hand over my heart, and it helped me find my way back.”
“Ryder.” Now, it’s her turn to choke up, and she presses her lips to the ink, kissing it reverently.
We kiss for a long time, pouring all our emotions into it, until it turns heated again, and my cock strains against my shorts. She’s making these little guttural noises as she squirms underneath me, and I need to take care of my girl.
Sliding my hand down between us, I push two fingers inside her warm, wet pussy, and she groans into my mouth, almost making me come. “Lie back, baby. It’s time to make good on my promise.” She sinks into the mattress with a sigh as I glide down her body, still pumping my fingers slowly in and out of her. Pushing her legs wide, I kneel at the apex of her thighs, parting her with my thumbs, my cock throbbing painfully at the sight of her glistening and ready. I swipe my finger along her slit, and her hips buck up. Lowering my mouth, I lick up and down her slit, while she moans and cries out, writhing on the bed like she can’t control herself.
She tastes so sweet, and addictive, and her alluring scent has me diving my tongue inside her channel as my finger rubs circles on her taut clit. I continue to stroke her with my tongue before moving my mouth to that sensitive bundle of nerves, sliding my index and middle fingers into her pussy the same time I push my pinky into her ass.
She explodes instantly, hips thrusting, back arching, as she screams out my name. I stay with her, riding her climax out, pumping my fingers and sucking her clit until she collapses on the bed, fully sated. I crawl up beside her, pulling her into my arms, peppering her gorgeous face with kisses.
Shoving her messy hair back off her face, she leans up, pressing her arms on my chest. “That was fucking incredible.” She traces her name on my chest with her finger, smiling, her face flushed in a rosy afterglow. “You’ve got skills, Rock Star, and I can’t wait to see what else you’ve got for me.”
“Oh, baby. That was only the entrée.” I cup her face, staring into her eyes. “When I make love to you, you’ll forget there was ever anyone else but me.”
