“Uh-uh. Legs open,” he snapped, grabbing my ankles and tugging me down until my ass was barely on the edge of the bed. He squeezed my thighs and pushed them apart, then landed a harsh spank square on my pussy.
I keened, arching off the mattress as blood and endorphins rushed to ease the sting. Ryan gripped my hips, flipping me to my stomach in one smooth motion. He yanked upward, pulling my hips and ass up as my chest and shoulders stayed planted on the mattress.
“You’re so fucking perfect, Wills,” he said as he parted my folds and teased my clit.
My legs trembled as he brought me to the edge of orgasm in seconds.
“Don’t come yet.” His voice was gentle this time, but it was laced with a warning I didn’t dare disobey. His free hand smoothed up and down my back, making me bow my spine deeper. I pushed my ass toward him as I basked in his touch. That hand traced a line down my back and hips, then between my cheeks.
I tensed as his finger circled the puckered ring of muscle.
“Is this mine?”
“Yes,” I choked out as he prodded and teased it.
“Are you mine, Willow?”
“Yes,” I whispered.
“What about Autumn? Is that part of you mine too?”
I nodded. “I’m all yours.”
Ryan’s other hand moved from my clit to my pussy as he sank two fingers deep inside of me. “Promise?”
“I promise.”
“Good girl,” he soothed before pulling his hands away entirely. Cool air was my only companion for a moment before I felt his mouth lapping and sucking at my pussy.
“Ryan,” I begged into the sheets. “Please fuck me.”
He licked one long line from my clit to my ass, then broke away. “Yes, ma’am.” And then I was full.
I nearly choked at the intrusion as he pushed in slowly and settled deep.
“Is that what you needed, baby? You needed my cock inside of you to feel better?”
“Yes,” I cried out as I clawed at the sheets.
His hands were warm, but firm as he held my hips steady and set a pace that had me careening toward bliss once again. “Don’t worry, beautiful. I’ll give you what you need. I’ll make you feel so good.”
Each thrust was like a match sliding across the striking surface, blooming with smoke and sparks.
The room was silent except for the erotic melody of our grunts and desperate pants.
“Ry,” I whimpered as I felt myself easing closer and closer to the point of no return. “I’m close.”
He pulled out and flipped me to my back before I could say another word. “I want to see you when you come. Let me see you. Please,” he begged.
I nodded as he hooked his arms beneath my knees, keeping them up and wide as he slid back inside of me again.
“You’re like nothing else, Wills,” he whispered between thrusts. Ryan held deep and ground against my clit, making those sparks catch into little flames.
Little flames were dangerous things. Little flames could create wildfires.
And that’s exactly what we had.
What I felt for him couldn’t be contained. I wanted him to ravage and destroy me, leaving eternal marks on my soul that meant I could only ever belong to him.
