Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 88841 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88841 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
While his tongue massages mine, Ryder shifts slightly. A moment later, his fingers part my folds and then push into me. I’m already wet, so they slide right in, filling me in the best way possible. It’s been too long since I’ve felt pleasure, and I’m soaking up every drop that Ryder’s giving me.
Wanting to feel him as well, I reach between us and push his shorts down, wrapping my fingers around his hard length and pulling it out of its confines. I can’t see it, but it’s thick and smooth, and I can’t decide if I want him in my mouth or pussy first.
As Ryder finger-fucks me, I stroke his cock, using my thumb to spread his pre-cum around the head and lube it up slightly. But it’s not enough. I’m about to slide down so I can take him into my mouth and wet his dick properly when his thumb finds my clit and sparks fly.
“That’s it,” he murmurs against my mouth. “Come all over my hand, baby.”
Between his fingers in me nice and deep and his thumb massaging my swollen clit, it doesn’t take long for my orgasm to hit me hard. My legs shake, and I moan into his mouth as I come all over his hand, just as he demanded, every ounce of pent-up sexual tension leaving my body.
I’m still coming down from my climax when Ryder reaches behind him and pulls his shirt over his head. I’ve seen his body dozens of times between him going shirtless at the pool and walking around the house, but I’ll never get sick of seeing it. He works out several days a week, and it shows. He might be pushing close to forty, but it’s obvious he takes good care of his body.
With a teasing, knowing smirk, he twirls his shirt around his finger and then slingshots it at me, covering my eyes.
I bark out a laugh as I drag it off my face and toss it to the side, loving his playful side and that we’re comfortable enough with each other to be silly with each other.
Ryder quickly pushes his shorts and boxers down and then drops his hands to either side of my head. His mouth brushes against mine, and as his tongue slides between my parted lips, I reach between us and guide his hard length into me. I wanted to taste his cock, get to know it on a more personal level, but that’ll have to wait.
He pushes into me slowly, inch by inch, as if he’s savoring every second, not wanting it to end, as my legs wrap around his backside, my ankles locking behind him.
“Kira,” he breathes against my lips, shaking his head when I push on his backside, wanting him all the way inside me, “you’re too wet and warm and goddamn perfect.”
I encircle my arms around his neck and thrust my hips upward to push him in the rest of the way. When he bottoms out, his forehead rests against mine, his breathing accelerated.
“Fuck,” he groans. “I’m never going to last.”
“I don’t care. Please,” I beg. “It’s okay if you don’t last. I just want you to fuck me.”
He nods in understanding, then cages me in with his strong arms. With our bodies connected in the most intimate way, he begins to move in and out of me with deliberate, controlled thrusts, hitting places deep within me I didn’t know existed.
“That feels so good,” I moan, tugging on the ends of his hair and bringing his mouth to mine.
He continues to move his body against mine in a slow rhythm, every thrust deep and sensual. And it dawns on me—Ryder isn’t fucking me. He’s making love to me. The thought causes my heart to swell with emotion because as many times as I’ve been fucked in my life, I don’t think a man has ever made love to me. Until now.
I didn’t plan or expect to climax again—hell, I was simply happy he made me come by his hand beforehand—but nonetheless, another orgasm works its way up, climbing higher and higher until I’m coming again, and, holy shit, this release is nothing like my last one. It’s deep and intense, causing my entire body to tremble as I clench around Ryder’s cock.
“Fuck,” he chokes out, unable to hold back any longer.
His thrusts turn erratic and unrestrained, showing me what he’s capable of. His arms tighten around my body, and he nuzzles his face into my neck, sucking on my heated flesh.
And then, with a guttural groan, he comes deep inside of me, coating my insides with his warm seed. I should care that we didn’t use protection, but in this moment, with Ryder wrapped around me and in me, my only thought is how perfect this moment is.
Skin on skin.