Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 101764 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 509(@200wpm)___ 407(@250wpm)___ 339(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 101764 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 509(@200wpm)___ 407(@250wpm)___ 339(@300wpm)
“How can you be so devious and so amazing at the same time?” I cried before pressing my forehead into the pillow, nearly screaming my pleasure.
Ryder chuckled. His tongue slipped from my body. I immediately mourned the loss of pressure, but only for a second because his talented mouth trailed up my spine. He kissed, bit, and licked his way to the back of my neck, where he paused to suck and make me squirm against the bed.
“Again,” he rasped against my ear with a sleep and lust-roughened voice. “Let me have you again.” He settled his weight on top of me, slotting his lead pipe of an erection in my spit-slicked ass crack.
“Christ…”
“Please,” he whispered before licking the shell of my ear and biting the lobe. My entire body shuddered beneath him. “Next time, I’ll spread for you, and you can fuck me until your balls are dry, but please let me in one more time.”
There was no way in hell I could refuse an offer that good. I didn’t want to refuse. He didn’t need to beg for entry. Hell, I was two seconds from begging him to fuck me as hard as he had the night before despite the soreness reminding me we’d done this only a few hours ago.
“Yes.” I turned my head so my cheek lay flush against the pillow. “Yes, Ryder. Put it in me. Now.”
“Mmm… let’s see.” He remained mostly flat against my back, only tilting his hips to worm his hand between our bodies.
Thick fingers probed my hole. I flinched at the first touch, tender from the epic fucking I’d received, but within seconds, the discomfort morphed into need. He slipped a fingertip inside, and my ass clenched, trying to suck him farther into my body.
“Too sore?” he whispered as he nuzzled his nose against my bristly cheek, making an audible rasp.
“No. Never.”
He spent a few minutes fingering me open with slippery fingers, I somehow missed him slicking up. I tried not to grind against the bed, but it felt so good, and my cock was so hard and wanting. “Ryder…”
“Fuck, Alex, you’re still soft and slightly loose from last time. I don’t know why that’s so hot, but it is. I want you so bad, I can’t even let you fully recover from the last time.”
I whimpered.
“Do you like that?” he whispered against my ear. “Like that you have me so hot for you that I need to be inside you right this second?”
It was overwhelming to think of being desired with such ferocity. Overwhelming and fucking incredible. “Yes. Fuck, yes, I love that.”
We kissed. The angle was awkward with my head on the pillow, but neither of us cared. Our mouths met in a sloppy dueling of tongues without finesse or chill. All I cared about was feeling him inside every part of my body I could get him in. Our stubbled chins abraded sensitive skin with a rough scratch. It was raw, powerful, and unrestrained.
It was hot as fuck.
As we continued to attack each other’s mouths, he withdrew his fingers and then shifted above me. I immediately felt the flared head of his cock seeking entrance.
“Do it,” I said against his mouth. “One fucking thrust.”
“Fuck.” The position wasn’t difficult. Ryder had to lift off me somewhat, but I remained flat on the bed with his hand gripping my side in a brutal hold. He did as I asked, shoving deep in one slow plunge.
“Oh shit, you feel so big like this.” The pressure was unreal in this position, with my legs pressed together and my torso flat on the bed.
He chuckled. “I am big.”
There’s the arrogance I used to hate, but now it turned me on so hard.
“But you’re also tight as a goddamn vise.”
A perfect fit.
The revealing statement hung from the tip of my tongue, but then Ryder shifted back, yanking my hips with him. I was dragged to all fours with him behind me. As he pulled me back, he thrust forward, drilling me with his cock. My eyes crossed from the intensity of the movement as I scrabbled for purchase on the bed.
Ryder barely gave me two seconds to stabilize before he began hammering into me like he was trying to rocket me across the room. His fingertips bit into my hips as he grabbed my shoulder with his other hand, giving him an incredible amount of leverage and complete control over the pace and depth of his thrusts. Balancing on my knees and elbows, I rocked back to meet him each time he hammered forward. The filthy sounds of slapping skin, which couldn’t be mistaken for anything else, combined with our ragged breathing and erotic moans to fill the room with a sexual symphony.
“Shit,” he said after a few minutes of pummeling my prostate. “I’m gonna come. It’s too fucking good.”