“I got over my pickiness with food.” I shrug. I still don’t like either, but I’ll eat them now. Anything is better than starving.
“Why didn’t you stay with your parents after you left him?”
“That would be the first place he would have looked for me and…” I trail off, trying to keep my emotion in check while I talk. “Also, I haven’t talked to them in three years.”
Glancing over at Ryder, I see his features register the surprise, but he asks no more questions. The truth is, I thought about it, about calling them, but I think the damage between us is too extensive. I’m nothing but a disappointment to them now.
We finish our meal in silence, which is fine by me. This is actually nice. Sitting together at the table and eating dinner like this makes me feel like a normal person instead of a slave.
Ryder finishes every bite of the generous portion I gave him before leaning back in his chair.
“That was pretty good. I think I can get used to this.” He motions around theroom with his hand. “Coming home to a clean house, food ready to eat, pussy available to fuck.” His eyes land on my still wet shirt. The fabric is clinging to my skin, revealing a lack of bra. Ryder’s eyes linger on my nipples, whicharenow standing at attention.
He gets up so quickly his chair skids across the floor, making a squeaking noise. “Bedroom. Naked. Now.”
Chapter 4
Ryder
I lether walk in front of me on purpose. This way, I can enjoy the gentle sway of her hips and the way her ass rounds into two firm globes when she bends down to slide those leggings off her legs.
Her shirt comes off next, leaving her standing bare in front of my bed. She looks at me shyly, obviously waiting for my instructions. My dick is so hard it hurts. “I want you on your back.”
She climbs on the bed, giving me a magnificent view of her already glistening pussy before lying down just as I instructed. She stays still but watches me like a hawk while I take my own clothes off and get on the bed to climb on top of her.
Hovering inches above her body, I lower my head, taking one of her nipples into my mouth and suck. I can feel the pink peak hardening with my touch as she slightly arches her back, pushing her tits closer in my face. It’s so subtle, I don’t think she even knows she is doing it. I tease her breast until she is squirming under me, unable to stay still, even though I know she is trying, then I give the other side equal attention.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see her hand come up as if she is about to grab my shoulder. It stays twitching in the air for a moment, as if she is trying to figure out if she is allowed to touch me. Then, she lets her arm fall next to us, clutching onto the sheets instead. I don’t know how I feel about her touching me. Especially if this is what she wants.
I’m torn between wanting to torture her and wanting to fuck her senseless, but I want my girls to want me. I want to feel them come while I fuck them. I want to hear their moans and pleas.
When I’m tired of sucking her tits, I sit up. Grabbing her legs, I pull them up over mine, so I can watch myself as I bury my cock into her warm hole.Fuck, she feels like heaven. I look down at her face, watching every little expression. She looks uncomfortable, but her pussy is drenched. I know she wants this, at least on some level, but she is too much in her head to admit it even to herself.
I keep fucking her like this for a few minutes, thrusting into her with slow but deep strokes. Waiting for her to relax, to moan and pant with need, but she just lies there with her eyes squeezed shut. Her body is stiff, almost like she is fighting with herself, trying not to move or make a sound.
She was like this yesterday when I ate her out, but once I started fucking her, she snapped out of it. I know she fucking came. I felt her pussy clamping down on my cock, and I heard the moans slipping from her mouth. I wonder what is different now because I don’t like this. It’s like fucking a board.
“Tell me how you want me to fuck you,” I demand.
She doesn’t open her eyes or answer, but I can see her throat move like she is swallowing heavily. I grab her hips and slam into her hard.
“Tell me!” I repeat, and her eyes fly open.
“I-I don’t know… I don’t know what you mean.” She looks at me, confused. “This is fine. I don’t want you to… you know… put it in my ass.”
I can’t help but grin like the asshole I am. “I think you would like it.” She stiffens even more at my words, so I ease her mind. “Okay, no anal. So, fucking relax.”
She relaxes a bit, but not as much as I want her to. Maybe it’s this position. I lower myself back down, so I’m stretched out on top of her, resting my head next to hers on the pillow. I feel her body soften almost immediately. Her tight muscles relax, and her thighs fall apart a few inches more.Ah, this is better.
I push all the way back in, hitting the end of her channel. She feels so good like this; I can’t hold back. Sliding my arm under her back, I hold her in place as I pound into her harshly, losing myself in her depths.
Just like last time I fucked her like this, she lets go and stops overthinking it. Her small hands clutch onto my arms, and her legs come around, trying to keep me close. She moans softly under me when I feel her inner muscles clench around my dick. Her nails digging into my skin, and her entire body tightening, drives me over the edge with her. I nestle my face into the crook of her neck and breathe her in while I come deep inside of her.
I let most of my weight rest on top of her as I try to regain control over my breathing. She seems to be content with me on top of her like this since her hands are still on my arms with a loosened grip.
When the blood has drained back from my cock into my brain, I get up. As soon as I pull out of her, I realize that I didn’t use a condom again.Shit.
Noticing my expression, she says, “I think I’m okay, since I took that pill only a few hours ago, but we can’t keep doing this.”
