by L. A. Casey
His way of fucking, I mentally repeated.
My eyes rolled back at both his words and the sensation of his hot breath on my ear. “I can take it,” I replied, huskily.
I hissed when Ryder sucked my earlobe into his mouth and lowered his right hand to my thigh. He raised said hand farther and farther up my thigh while sucking on my earlobe. It was probably the most basic thing a man had ever done to me, but it garnered top results with Ryder, and I knew I’d never let another man do it to me again.
It was something just for him.
Just Ryder.
“How long do you think you can take of my cock pounding this sweet pussy of yours before you scream my name?” he asked, his tone laced with desire.
I couldn’t focus on his question as he brushed his fingers over the soaked wet lace material of my underwear. The brief contact caused a loud groan to tear from my throat.
“Answer me,” he growled in my ear before sticking his tongue inside it.
I cried out, “Ryder, please.”
His low chuckle was the sexiest sound I had ever heard. “You cried out my name before we even got started,” he murmured, moving his lips to my cheek. “Oh, darling, I’m going to have so much fun with you.”
Yes, I silently pleaded.
He took my hand and led me over to his bed; his gaze on me like I was his next meal.
“You look stunning, but I want you naked. Now.”
Oh, fuck.
I swallowed. “O… Okay.”
Ryder bit down on his lower lip as I gripped the hem of my dress and slowly shimmied it up to my waist, exposing my bare stomach, hips and thighs. Ryder set his jaw and balled his hands into fists by his sides, like he was forcing himself to remain still as I undressed for him. It gave me a spurt of confidence and urged me to remove my dress completely.
I dropped the fabric on the floor next to me and stood before Ryder in my matching lace black strapless bra and underwear. I still had my heels on, which oddly make me feel sexier, not that I needed them when I had Ryder’s burning eyes locked on every inch of me.
“I’m going to ruin you,” he whispered when his eyes flicked up to mine.
I sucked in a deep breath and said, “Yes, please.”
With a growl he came at me and practically tackled me back onto his huge, soft bed. I instantly opened my thighs for him allowing him to invade my personal space with ease. He covered my mouth with his, and forced his tongue between my lips as he roughly kissed me. I groaned in delight and matched the fierceness of his heated kiss.
“What can I do to you?” Ryder breathlessly asked when he pulled his mouth from mine. “I want to know now so nothing I do surprises you.”
I gripped onto his thick arms. “I want you to do everythin’ to me, Ryder. Every. Fuckin’. Thing. Don’t hold back, please.”
“Not in my nature, darling,” he said, his voice low and gruff.
He sat me up and before I knew it, he unsnapped the clasp of my bra and the material was instantly pulled away from me by Ryder’s hands.
“Damn,” he breathed. “Your nipples are mouth-watering. Dusty pink is my favourite.”
It was just words he was speaking, but the impact they had on my body was like throwing petrol on a fire. I ignited and burned for him.
“Ryder,” I whispered. “Please, I’m hurtin’.”
His eyes dropped to between my thighs and his lip curled upwards. “We can’t have that, can we?”
I quickly shook my head.
“So what will I do about it?” he asked, looking up at me as he grazed his index finger over my underwear, making contact with my throbbing clit.
I groaned. “Please.”
“You have to tell me,” he teased. “I know what you want me to do, darling, but I want to hear you say it.”
Again, he rubbed his finger over my clit, but this time he took it a step further and pushed my underwear aside then pressed his thumb against my swollen bud, slowly rotating it around in circles. It was sweet torture and it caused me to moan out in pleasure.
“I can smell you, darling,” Ryder growled. “If you want me to have a taste, tell me.”
I heard him, but I was too focused on his thumb on my clit.
“Branna,” Ryder prompted. “Tell me or I stop.”
I looked down at him, my eyes holding a silent threat of what I would do to him if he dared stop, and it only caused him to smirk. He was playing with me, and the bastard was enjoying it.
“Tongue fuck me,” I said through clenched teeth as the pleasure Ryder’s thumb was giving me began to build. “Lick me, suck me, then fuck me with your mouth.”
I couldn’t believe I had said the words as soon as I had spoken them. It was so brass and direct, two things I was not when it came to men and sex.
I whimpered when Ryder literally tore the fabric of my knickers as he pulled them away and tossed them over his shoulder, but screamed when his warm, wet tongue flattened against my clit and began to unravel me. He flicked his tongue over the tiny bundle of nerves, and each swipe sent a shockwave of delight throughout my body. I reached down and fisted my hand in his hair as he feasted on me, his groans indicating he was enjoying it just as much as I was.
“Ryder,” I whimpered as my legs began to shake.
He lifted his arms from under my thighs, moved them around my hips and flattened them above my mound, locking his hands together to keep my lower half on the bed. I found out why he did this when a delicious pressure throbbed at my core and my hips involuntarily began to buck into Ryder’s face.
“Yes!” I cried out. “RYDER!”
My body exploded into sensation. Pure pleasure struck me and spread to my every nerve ending. My back arched off the bed, my hands balled into fists and my breath caught in my throat. My hips continued to lightly buck into Ryder’s face, and I came back down to Earth just as he released my clit from his mouth and placed a gentle kiss against it before he untangled his hands from around me and climbed up my body.
“I could eat you forever,” Ryder growled.
My eyes, that were closed, fluttered open at his words. My chest was rapidly rising and falling, but again, my breath caught in my throat when I gazed up at him and saw the hunger in his eyes. The hunger for me. The need.
“That was... wow.”
Ryder’s lip twitched. “I couldn’t tell if you were enjoying it over all your screaming.”
I found myself grinning. “That was all just a big act for your ego.”
Chuckling, Ryder stood up off me, undid the buttons on his jeans and pushed them down his thighs. It was then that I noticed he wasn’t wearing boxers, and I was staring at his very large, and very erect, cock.
“Is that wide eyed look of yours for my ego too?” Ryder questioned.
I swallowed as I looked up to his face and nodded. “Of course, I’m not impressed in the slightest. In fact, not only is your cock size lackin’, but your tongue skills need some serious work.”
Ryder was smiling at me now as he stepped out of his jeans, leaving him fully naked before me, and what a sight he was to behold.
“Would you mind being my practice partner?” he asked. “I definitely don’t want to be a fucking disappointment.”
“Fine,” I dramatically sighed. “Have your way with me, but don’t be surprised if I fall asleep half way through.”
Ryder pounced on me then, and it had me roaring with laughter. My laughter was quickly replaced by moaning when Ryder zoned in on my neck and locked his lips on my sweet spot.
“Fuck,” I hissed and bucked under him.
He allowed me to move under him until I switched our positions and I was on top of him. I shimmied down until I was sitting on his knees and then I looked up at him.
“My turn.”
Ryder’s his cock jumped as he clasped his hands behind his head and winked. “Go right ahead, sweetness.”
I looked down to his shaft and gripped him tightly in my hand, giving it a good squeeze that mad
e Ryder hiss. I kept my firm grip on it as I moved my hand up and down. The movement wasn’t as slick as I’d have liked so I let go of him and moved my hand between my thighs where I coated my fingers in my juices before grabbing hold of him once more.
“There,” I murmured as my hand slid freely up and down his hardened length. “Does that feel better?”
I looked up and saw Ryder staring at me with wide eyes.
“Holy shit,” he breathed out. “That was sexy as fuck!” He stared at me like he was going to eat me alive.
I shuddered at the same time he did.
His eyes never left mine as his face contorted with pleasure. I could tell he wanted to roll his eyes back with the sensations that filled him, but he fought it and kept his eyes on mine. His mouth dropped open and a groan like I’d never heard from a man before escaped him when I bent down and sucked on the throbbing head.
“Brannaaaaaa,” he moaned and reached down and tangled his fingers in my hair. “Christ. Fuck. You suck so good, babygirl.”
I hummed around his shaft. His grip on my hair became painful when he threw his head back and groaned louder, longer.
“I won’t last,” he panted. “I need to come to take the edge off.”
I went to work then and bobbed my head up and down, applying heavy suction each time I let Ryder’s cock almost fully withdraw from my mouth only to deep throat him at the last moment. It was a method I had on constant repeat.
“Fuck!” He roared. “Yes, sweetness. Fuck me with that sexy mouth—oh shit!”
He suddenly tapped the back of my head with his hand, and for a moment I didn’t know why, then the first hot jet of his release coated my tongue and I realised why he did it. He was warning me that he was about to come in case I wanted to pull away. I didn’t. I swallowed the liquid down and hummed when the contractions of my throat drew out more spurts of the salty goodness.
Ryder was talking to God—loudly—and, using a few choice words, he thanked him for gracing me with the ability to suck cock so well. I refrained from laughing as I slowly released him from my mouth.
“Sinful,” he breathed as he looked down at me. “You’re down right fucking sinful.”
I did nothing but smile up at him. He growled and pulled me on top of him before rolling my body under his. He appeared over me and he nudged his way between my thighs.
“I may lock you up now that I know how good you are at—”
“Suckin’ your cock?” I cut him off, snickering.
He nodded. “Darling, you should add it to your resume because damn.”
That cracked me up.
“Hush,” he mused. “I don’t want my brothers thinking you’re laughing at the size of my dick or some shit like that.”
I covered my mouth with my hands to muffle the sounds, but I didn’t have to worry about my laughter becoming a problem when Ryder zeroed in on my sweet spot on my neck for a third time and sucked.
“Oh, fuck,” I rasped and bucked under him.
Ryder applied some of his weight on me, and I felt him getting hard between my thighs.
“Already?” I asked when he pulled back.
He looked down to his once again hard and erect cock and grinned at me.
“What can I say?” he smirked. “You bring it out in me.”
“Lucky me,” I said and licked my lips.
Ryder cursed under this breath then leaned over to the locker next to his bed. He dug around the drawer for a few seconds before he pulled his hand back with a square packet between his fingers. He sat back on his heels and tore the condom wrapper open with his teeth. I watched him roll a condom down his pulsing cock, and the urge to suck on it some more overwhelmed me. I licked my lips.
“Fucking hell,” Ryder groaned. “You want to blow me again, don’t you?”
I flicked my eyes up to his and nodded.
“You’ll be the death of me, woman.”
I devilishly grinned. “Death by head, that’d be a good way to go.”
“You have no idea,” Ryder said before he moved between my legs.
He placed his left hand next to my chest and used it to hold his body up. He used his right hand to fist his dick and rub it against my aching clit.
“Ryder,” I breathed. “Please. Fuck me. Please.”
“You don’t need to beg me darling, but I’d be lying if I said I don’t like how it sounds.”
I balled my hands into fists as he continued to torture me with little licks of pleasure. When I thought I’d beg him some more he lined himself up with my entrance. Before he moved though, he looked at me with a grin and said, “You ready?”
Was that a legit question? I wondered.
“Hell. Yes.”
With a grin he thrust forward, and I watched as the cocky expression was wiped from his face and replaced with tortured pleasure. His lips curled up as if he was about to snarl and his eyes fluttered closed as he inched his way into my body until he buried to the hilt.
I bit down on my lower lip as my walls stretched around him, making it a snug fit. The feeling of fullness I experienced was one I wouldn’t quickly forget. I lifted my arms and glided my hands over his skin.
“Why so quiet?” I murmured, barely controlling my groans. “Nothing to say now?”
“You... I... Fuuuuuuuccccccckkkkkkk.”
I smiled as I tangled my hands in Ryder’s hair and pulled his face down to mine. He placed his elbows on either side of my head and held himself up as I covered his mouth with mine. As I kissed him, I slid my hands from his hair, down his rippled back and straight to his meaty arse. I dug my nails into his flesh and it caused him to growl into my mouth. His body reacted by pulling out of my body and thrusting back in.
“Your pussy is like a vice around my dick,” he snarled against my mouth and used his right hand to dig his fingers into the flesh on my hip. “Fuck me. You feel like heaven, sweetness.”
Breathe, Branna, my mind screamed. Fucking breathe!
I greedily sucked air into my lungs and lifted my hand to his shoulder where I dug my nails as he thrust in and out of me, causing a sensation I had never felt during sex before to awaken.
“Holy fuck!” I cried out.
Ryder growled. “That’s it, baby. Let me hear you.”
I couldn’t control my vocals even if I wanted to. With every thrust from Ryder, a delicious fire licked at my core. Burning me with pleasure.
“Oh, my God,” I moaned.
“God can’t help you now, babygirl,” Ryder said. “No one can.”
Good thing I didn’t want anyone’s help, I silently purred.
I held onto him as he fucked me, kissed me and sucked on my neck. I screamed out when he thrust into my body and hit a spot that caused my eyes to see stars.
Ryder leaned his head down and pressed his ear against my chest before he brought his mouth to my ear and said, “Your heart is beating so fast.”
“Just for you, darlin’,” I replied on a moan.
I felt Ryder smile as he kissed my neck.
“Such a sweet talker,” he purred.
“Oh, there!” I panted seconds later. “Right. There.”
“Here?” Ryder murmured and thrust at the angle he did just seconds before, hitting a spot inside my body that caused my body to hum.
“Yes, yes, yes!” I cried out.
Ryder kept his hips positioned at that very angle and hit my core with his thrust.
“This is my pussy,” he rumbled as he drove in and out of me.
I scraped my nails against his back. “Yes, yours.”
He bit my neck, catching me off guard, and when it should have been pain I felt, the bite oddly drew a moan from me as my nerves misinterpreted it for pleasure. I dug my nails into his shoulder blades in response and the actions caused Ryder to hiss and pump into me faster. He fucked me so hard I knew it would leave bruises.
That bit of knowledge caused me to gasp just as pleasure tore through me and a scream left my body that was so loud Ryder h
ad to bury his face in my neck and press his ear against my skin to block it out.
He slammed into me once, twice, thrice. Four deep strokes. His movements became jerky and quick then as he came. He bit down on my shoulder once more as his pleasure consumed him. His hips still pumped into me as he came down from his high, the movements becoming less and less as the seconds ticked on. When he was spent, he all but collapsed on me.
I didn’t complain because his weight felt so good on me.
“That. Was. Amazin’!” I panted. “It’s never been like that before.”
Ryder rolled off me after a moment, but kept his arm draped over my chest, his hand covering my left breast. He gave a gentle squeeze and said, “You were never fucked by me before, that’s why.”
My automatic response to that would normally be to put him in his place, but I couldn’t argue with him. What he said was fact. Sex had never been like that before him, and by God I knew it wouldn’t be like that after him either. He had ruined me for any other man, and I didn’t have a single fuck to give about it.
“Can we do it again?” I asked, my breathing still rapid.
Ryder muffled his laughter as he turned his head into his pillow. “Give me a few minutes,” he mumbled. “I’m not a machine.”
I hummed. “You sure about that? You have a serious amount of stamina.”
Again, Ryder laughed, and this time, he gave my breast another squeeze.
I fully expected us to have sex again straight away, but we didn’t. Instead we got to talking. Ryder asked questions about my parents, my job, Aideen, and my life in general. He gave me some of his background and I learned his parents died a few years ago and that he and his two brothers were raising the twins. They moved to Ireland for business, but he didn’t tell me what business that was. When I asked about it, he kissed me and that paved the way for us to have sex for the second time. When we were finished, I was too tired to breathe, let alone ask any more questions.
I fell asleep listening to Ryder chuckle and tease me about my lack of stamina, but I didn’t care because he quite literally fucked me to sleep, and let me just say, it was a hell of a way to be knocked out.
I tensed when I heard the vibrations of my phone. Someone was calling me because it was vibrating too long for it to be a text message. I groaned when the person didn’t hang up. I sat up on my bed and worried who would be ringing me during the middle of the night.
