He stopped just shy of touching me, his fingertips playing with the hem of my dress. “You need my touch.”
His fingers glided up my thigh until they touched the edge of my panties. He raised an eyebrow, lifting the dress. “These are not what you were wearing this morning.”
I let out a shattered breath, feeling dizzy from his touch. “I couldn’t smell like sex at the shop.”
“I would think it would sell more products,” he smirked, raising the dress higher so he could fully see what I was wearing.
“Fuck,” he hissed, rubbing his finger across the lace.
My pussy clenched as he dropped to one knee and leaned forward, inhaling my scent. His nose skimmed my clit, then his tongue laved at the material, making me cream.
“So fucking sensitive,” he groaned.
Spinning me around, he got to his feet and pushed me over the counter, pressing my face to the cool surface. Air hit my ass cheeks as he raised the dress, flipping it over my back.
His soft hands skimmed over my ass, giving a squeeze before his fingers slipped under the string. With one hard tug, the fabric pressed against my clit.
I cried out, needing more.
“So fucking sensitive,” he whispered, leaning over me.
His fingers slipped free from the string, then trailed the thin material between my ass cheeks, down to my soaked pussy.
“So fucking wet for me. Were you this soaked all day?”
He tugged on the string again, and I cried out, needing more.
“Ryder,” I moaned breathlessly.
My ass cheeks spread as he nudged his cock between my legs, still bound by the constraints of his jeans.
“Fuck, what I wouldn’t give to stuff my cock in your ass and feel you squeeze me.”
I breathed hard, my ass clenching on cue. I wasn’t sure that I was ready for something like that, but with Ryder, I might just be willing to find out.
He pulsed his cock against me, his breathing turning ragged as his fingers slipped back to the string, tugging in time with his hips.
“So fucking soaked for me. So ready for my cock to fill you, aren’t you, my sweet Ellie?”
Sweet Ellie. I focused on the words as his fingers plunged into my pussy, thrusting in and out as I heard the buckle of his belt come undone.
He stepped back just enough to drop his pants, and then I felt his thick cock pressing at my backside. I peered over my shoulder, mesmerized as he stroked his thick length.
With a final tug on the lace, he tore it from my body, thrusting his fingers harder inside me. Then all at once, they were gone and his thick cock filled me so completely, nearly choking me as he fucked me hard.
“Fuck, my sweet Ellie, so fucking tight,” he groaned, tugging me up so I was pressed against his chest.
His fingers tore at my wrap, pulling the dress away from my breasts as his teeth nipped at my throat. The cup of my bra was pulled down, and then he was tugging at my nipple, twisting it and flicking it as his hips drove against me harder.
“Ryder!” I called out when the sensations became overwhelming.
“Talk to me, Ellie. Tell me what you need, what you want.”
The room spun around me as he drove his hips against mine, thrusting his cock hard and deep inside me. He ripped the dress the rest of the way from my body, flicking off my bra in one easy move.
“These breasts,” he murmured, sucking on my neck. “One day, I’m gonna shove my cock between these. Twist these pretty nipples as I come all over you.”
His hands cupped my breasts, twisting and pulling, and all the while, his tongue laved at my skin. His teeth nipped at my throat, leaving bites and kisses that left me lightheaded and walking on air.
