RYDER
Holy shit. Like a damn teenager, I almost blew my load when she came all over my tongue. The pleasure sounds she made, the way my name rolled off her tongue, and her thigh muscles tightening around my ribs, I knew if I took her foot in my hands, her toes had to be curled up. I’d not had a response like that in such a long time, I’d forgotten it existed.
“Sugar, I’m through taking it easy. You good?”
“Oh yeah, I’m so good, I might be dead.”
Her response caused a smile on my face. I kissed her again as I began to move harder and faster. She fit me like a glove and dammit if it didn’t feel so fucking good, I struggled to breathe.
“Your pussy was made for me, sugar. I love the way it wraps around my cock, and the muscles clamp like it’s trying to keep it.”
“It is, Ryder. It is.” Her breathing was shallow and labored. “It’s not going to take much of this to make me come again.”
“Good. Come all over my dick.” Oh, fuck. What did I ask for? If she came with the force she did with my tongue, I’d follow her right over the edge. I didn’t want this to be over that fast. With the pleasure I’d forgotten, we had all night. “I want to feel this pussy clenching down and riding me hard.”
“You plan to put me to bed wet?” She knew how the saying went.
“Hell no. I plan to use up every bit of your sweet juices you have to offer.” With that, I slammed into her.
“Fuck, yes,” she screamed out. I pumped into her over and over as hard as I could, and she took it all. When I pulled one leg up over my arm, she stretched open, and I moved in further. “Oh, Ryder. Don’t stop. Don’t you dare fucking stop.” It seemed like my woman had a dirty mouth like I did during sex. I loved it.
I did stop after a few minutes, though, long enough to step off the bed and stand up, pulling her to the side. With a high bed, her sweet spot met my throbbing dick at the perfect height. Her legs wrapped over my shoulders as my arms came around her thighs spreading her as I pushed back inside her.
This vantage point gave me all I needed to pound into her further and harder which she loved.
“Oh, fucking yes, Ryder. That’s perfect. Keep going.”
And I did until she screamed my name, or it might have been God’s name, or it might have been both of us. All I knew was this was the best fuck I’d had in forever. Her pussy seized me in a fucking chokehold as she came dragging me over the edge to ecstasy.
Her legs had nothing left in them, so I pulled them down to my sides as I crawled over her softness and took her lips in delicate kisses until we could both breathe again. I stayed on my forearms above her knowing we both needed room to expand our lungs.
“Sugar. If it was as good for you as it was for me, I’m surprised we both didn’t burn to pieces from the sheer pleasure,” I softly whispered in her ear before I rolled off her to my back. “Damn, I might be too old for much of that.”
She took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. Her head turned to me, and I met the darkened brown eyes. “Ryder, can we rest and do it again?”
I laughed out loud. “You’ll kill me, and I’ll die a happy man, but hell yeah.”
“Good, we can die together, but right now, I’m exhausted.”
“Let me take care of this, and I’ll cover us up for a short nap.” Soft carpet met my feet as I stood and made my way to her bathroom to dispose of the condom. I wouldn’t doubt if the damn latex hadn’t broken with all the activity but nothing leaked.
I walked back in the room where she laid on her pillow, her mass of hair covering the pillow. “I hope you’re on the pill because I’m going to want to do it without a fucking rubber between us sometime soon.” As I climbed into a soft snore, my words went unheard. I spooned her naked body close to me, spreading my hand over her soft stomach. She sighed an easy moan before I closed my eyes.
I woke to a sound I didn’t recognize. The warmth from her body ran down my side as her arm draped across my middle and her leg tangled with mine. The noise happened again, and I realized she had to be hungry if the sounds were any indication. I heard her snicker.
She whispered, “Are you awake?”
“Yeah, who could sleep when the hot woman lying all over you has a stomach screaming at them?” I looked down and kissed her pink-tinged face. “We need to feed you.”
“I didn’t get a chance to eat anything with the flight so early. Sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry. I’m hungry, too. Want to go out and get something or have something delivered?”
“Do we have to put clothes on to go out?” Her delicious body stretched beside me after she rolled onto her back with her arms thrown above her head. What a sight to wake to. A real woman with curves and natural breasts working out the kinks after the sex we’d shared.
“Hmmm. Yeah, I believe the police might get involved if we don’t. I’m not a fan of being naked and arrested.” She laughed at my joking attempt.
“No, me neither. Never know who you’ll get stuck with, in a cell.”
“I’ve been in a cell a time or two. Nothing about it screams ‘this would be better naked.’”
She raised up. “You’ve been in jail? For what?”
“Oh, you know. Drunk and disorderly conduct. Public intoxication. That kind of petty shit. We were small time and didn’t have a manager or publicist to get us out of it. No worries, though. Money and community service solves a lot of problems.”
I stood, walking around the room to find the jeans I’d dropped somewhere. “What’s your loud tummy hungry for?” When I looked up at her and saw the way she looked at my dick, I wanted to say, hell yeah and let her have her way with me. “Sugar, you keep checking out my dick, and it’s going to rise to the occasion, so you need to either stop or get busy.”
Her stomach made a loud noise, and she laughed. “We need to put that on a brief hold and let me eat first. I think I’m going to need some nourishment if your promise from earlier is true.”
Oh, I remembered all right. We’d fuck all night long, so I nodded at her and held out my hand.
Room service at home sounded good but was out of the question. I knew places delivered everything these days but getting out and facing the world was important. My security guy waited in the SUV since I’d texted them after I shoved my legs into my jeans and we made our way out to the parking garage. It made me happy G’Anna knew how my life worked.
“They go everywhere we go, right?” she asked when she stepped out and saw the dark vehicle.
“Yeah. Afraid so. I’d rather be afraid of them around than fans or the paparazzi mobbing us. Those people know how to ruin a good time with one click. You’re not worried about being seen with me, are you?”
“Why would I be? That’s a crazy question, Ryder.” From the look she gave me, I knew she believed it.
“Not everyone understands. I figured you would being on the other side of that camera like you are.” The door stood open, and she climbed into the back seat.
“Yeah, but I’d never sell my photos to a rag for the sheer purpose of exposing someone’s private life.” I slid in next to her and wrapped my arm around her dragging her into me. “I know you wouldn’t.” I turned her to look directly into her eyes. “I trust you, G’Anna. That’s not something I say to many people.”
She scrutinized my face for sincerity as a few seconds passed. After a visible swallow, she spoke, “I trust you, too, Ryder. I’ve learned the hard way to only give it to those who truly deserve it. You’re one of those people.”
After a single nod, my lips met hers in a light telling kiss. We sealed a deal that day.