His hand left his cock, traveled up my body to my breast.He rubbed his thumb over my nipple repeatedly.My hips jerked at the mounting pleasure that gave me.
He kissed my neck, then murmured against it, “You are so damned responsive.”
“Are you teasing me?”
He lifted his head.“Not a fuckin’ chance.”
His body shifted, his cock drove forward, and I knew I had all of him.He angled his head and kissed me.I wrapped my hand around the back of his neck and kissed him back.
As the kiss went on, his hips began to rock, but it was slow and way too gentle.
He ended the kiss and looked me in the eye.“Are you ready?I need to go harder.”
I nodded.“Yeah.I’m not made of porcelain, honey.I can take it.”
He thrust once and it was clear he was holding back.“That’s good, baby.”
Then he grabbed my legs, hitched them up as high as he could, then he maneuvered his arms and my legs were draped over his shoulders.
“So fuckin’ gorgeous,” he whispered.
After that, he did what he promised and pounded into me.It was so raw, it was almost punishing, but in the most delicious way.
With my legs off the bed, I couldn’t easily match his thrusts, and I put my hands above my head to push back against him.He swiveled his hips on an inward thrust.Pleasure scored through me.I tipped my head back and moaned.
My release was ever so close, but I needed more.I moved one hand to my breast and rolled my nipple.
“Fuck, yeah, Trouble.Keep touching yourself,” Ryan encouraged.
My eyes found his and I dragged my fingers down to my clit.
“Do it, Ivy,” he said, when I hesitated.“Make yourself come.”
It wasn’t going to take much.I stroked myself, and watched Ryan’s thick cock pistoning into me.It was so erotic, and so damned beautiful.Ryan must have liked what he saw too, since his speed increased even more.
My back and my neck arched as I came.
I heard Ryan groan as his body went still.I opened my eyes just in time to see his head fall back as he came inside me.
He was gorgeous.
The sound of our labored breathing filled my bedroom.He moved his arms and lowered my legs, then wrapped his arms around me and rolled to his back, our bodies still connected.I loved that he could do that – move us both after what had to be the hottest sex of my entire life.
Yeah, I’d been right earlier.I couldn’t do casual.Not with him.
He wasn’t just different.He had the potential to be the one.
And that scared me to death.
“What’s with the look, Trouble?”
“I don’t have a look,” I lied.
He watched me close for another moment.“You’re scared.”
Why was he so good at reading me?
“What do I have to be scared of?”
