“I think we were here.” Ryker said as he leaned in and kissed me softly. His hands slid down over my ass once more and grabbed my cheeks, lifting me into his arms at the same time he lifted my dress. I squealed, the movement unexpected, as I wrapped my legs around him, my dress bunching around my hips.
Ryker walked backwards until he hit a wall, spinning us around so my back was now up against it. We kissed and kissed as our hands explored, my body sliding down out of his arms, my feet on the ground. We quickly undressed each other, pieces of clothing flying around the room one by one, his t-shirt and jeans, my dress, now heaps of fabric on the floor.
He stepped backwards, his eyes running down my body, now in only my bra and panties, and he whistled low. “Fuck, you’re beautiful.”
I feasted for myself on his own physique, drinking in his muscles from his biceps to his chest, down his six-pack abdominal muscles, all of his taut skin covered in ink. Heat flooded my panties, and I squeezed my legs together. He was the most gorgeous man I’d ever laid eyes on. How? How was this happening?
“I need to pinch myself.” I choked out.
Ryker chuckled, the sound low and deep. “No bruising your perfect skin, baby. Take off your bra,” He commanded.
Heat flooded my skin, goosebumps scattering across my skin. It was fucking hot.
I reached around and unhooked the clasp, letting the straps fall past my shoulders and down my arms, my heavy breasts tumbling out.
Ryker licked his lips. His very noticeable erection strained beneath his boxer briefs and my mouth watered at the same time a wave of panic rolled through me. “Now your panties, sweet girl.”
A lump formed in my throat and I gulped down air. I shimmed slowly out of my panties and kicked them to the side. Ryker’s eyes darkened as they fell down my body and, in one swift movement, he lifted me onto the kitchen table, laying me out before him.
His eyes never left mine as he pulled off his boxers, his large dick upright and stiff between his legs. He watched me, holding my gaze intently as one of his hands fisted his thick shaft. He moved it up and down, over his balls, and back again, pre-cum glistening from the top.
“I’ve never wanted someone as badly as I want you right now, Lily.”
I squirmed beneath his gaze, ready to explode with want and need, my insides yearning in a way I’d never experienced before.
Ryker stroked his cock as his head fell back, his Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat. “Touch yourself.”
A hot flash pulsated through me. “W-what?”
He opened his eyes and met my gaze. “Touch yourself. In front of me. I want to watch.”
I swallowed hard, inhaled deeply, and brought my hands over my breasts, feeling and cupping them as I played with my nipples. I moved my hands lower and lower, past my stomach until I reached my core. I dipped my finger in hesitantly, unsure of what felt good and what I liked.
“Baby, have you ever touched yourself before?”
Looking away, I shook my head.
Ryker hooked a finger under my chin and turned my face back towards his. “It’s okay. Nothing to be ashamed of. Now you can learn. Explore yourself. Find out what you like. I’d be happy to be your teacher.”
He covered my hand with his and guided it between my legs, leading me with his finger as he rubbed circles over my clit. He dipped his fingers lower and coaxed out some juices, rubbing them along my seam and spreading the wetness. I wiggled on the table, desperate for release, my need growing faster by the second. “Perfect. Just like that.”
“It feels so good.” I panted.
“You look so fucking good. I need to taste you, Lily. Please.” Ryker nearly begged. He didn’t have to. I welcomed it.
I spread my legs wide, and that’s all it took for him to read the message loud and clear.
Ryker’s mouth landed on my clit and that was it, I was done for.
A completegoner.
CHAPTER FOUR
Ryker
Lily,my sweet Lily.
With a pretty pink pussy for me to devour.
