“That’s it,” she murmurs. “Just like that.”
She gently tugs my hair to direct me where she wants me and I lick and kiss her like a starving man presented a feast. She’s soaking wet and her taste is sweet like honey. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of her. Dragging my tongue up to her clit, I wrap my lips around the little bud and suck.
“Fuck!” she cries out. “That feels so good! Put a finger inside me. Now.”
I obey without hesitation, slipping one finger in her tight entrance as I continue to lavish her clit with attention. She writhes against me, gripping my hair tighter and undulating her hips against my face.
This is so fucking hot. My cock is throbbing with need, straining against my sweatpants. Slipping my hand down past my waistband I wrap my fingers around my shaft and start to stroke myself. The pulse of pleasure that rushes through me makes me moan, which causes Rylee to whimper.
“You’re going to make me come,” she moans. “Don’t you dare stop!”
The world could be ending around us, and I wouldn’t stop eating her sweet pussy. I pump and twist my finger harder and faster as I continue sucking her clit, and within seconds, her body is seizing and she’s digging her nails into my scalp.
“Oh, my God!” she cries out, locking her thighs around my head. “Yes, Zander! Yes!”
My cock aches, but I pull my hand away from it. I don’t want to come like that. I want to be inside her… no,needto be inside her.
When she loosens her hold on my head, I sit up and smirk down at her.
“Now what?” I ask, my voice rough.
She pounces on me, pushing me onto my back.
“Now I’m going to ride you like a goddamn mechanical bull,” she growls, straddling my hips.
“No objection here,” I tell her.
She lifts her shirt off, revealing her bare, perky tits. Her nipples are hard and practically begging to be sucked, but she’s the one in charge so I lay back and let her take the wheel.
Rylee pushes my sweatpants down, freeing my cock as she bites her lip.I can’t look away from the look in her stunning green eyes.
“I’m on the pill, so… ”
“Oh, fuck, Wildcard. Take me bare. I’m clean. There’s been no one since you in Miami.”
“Zander.” She whispers my name like a prayer as her lips part on an exhale, “There’s been no one else for me either.”
Grabbing it at the base, she raises herself up and maintains eye-contact with me as she lowers herself onto my shaft.
“Shit,” I groan, letting my head drop back onto the mattress. “You’re so damn tight.”
She chuckles. “Eyes on me, Kodiak. I don’t want you to miss the show.”
Lifting my head, I watch as she begins to move. Her hands brace against my chest and her hips whip back and forth and, holy shit, if I don’t focus, I’m going to bust before I get her off again. I can’t let that happen because I’m determined to be the best fuck she’s ever had.
As she continues to ride me, I press my thumb against her clit and rub it hard. Rylee goes crazy, moving faster over me, throwing her head back and moaning in pleasure as her tits bounce and her hair falls behind her in golden waves. She’s so beautiful. So perfect.
So mine.
How could I have ever thought she was anything else? That she was annoying or a pain in my ass? I mean, she is a pain in the ass, but she’s made me a masochist — because I like it.
“Zander, I’m going to come again!” she exclaims.
I rub her clit harder, faster, needing to get her there. She digs her nails into my chest, and a few moments later, her pussy is clenching me so hard it’s almost painful. Her orgasm rips through her and the sight of her falling apart sends me over the edge too.
“Fuck!” I shout. “Rylee!”
I thrust my hips up into her and stars explode in my vision. It’s like I’m having an out-of-body experience, and am watching us from somewhere above. Like I’m coming so hard, my spirit has slipped right out of me.
