Ryder (Slater Brothers 4)(103)

“I just wanted to tell you.”

I licked my lips. “Why?”

“Because I’m going to fuck you like I don’t.”

My breath caught in my throat when he picked me up and moved us over to the bed. When he lay me down, he rid me of my shoes, socks, jeans and knickers. My top was thrown somewhere in the room, and so was my bra. He got himself naked then in record time and it made me laugh.

“You’re so eager.”

Ryder growled. “You have no fucking idea.”

Oh, but I did.

I was starved of being imitate with him for a long time too, and I was beyond ready to bring that to an end and reintroduce myself to every part of his hard body.

To show my eagerness, I parted my thighs for him as he crawled up my body and hovered over me. I groaned when he balanced his weight on his left forearm and used his right hand to grip the base of his cock and rub the head back and forth over my throbbing clit.

“Ryder,” I moaned and slid my hands from his waist around to his back.

“I’m here, sweetness,” he replied. “And I’m not going anywhere. Ever.”

I gasped as sensation filled me.

“I’m holdin’ you to that,” I moaned.

He slowly rubbed the head of his shaft down my pussy until it kissed my entrance. I burned to have him inside, but knowing he was a hair away from being inside me was such a turn on.

“Fuck,” he breathed and shook his head. “I’m scared and I don’t know why.”

I pulled my hands from his back and placed them on either side of his face.

“You’re nervous, but don’t be. It’s just us.”

“Just us,” he repeated.

I nodded. “Watch me as you enter me, you’ll feel better. I promise.”

With his eyes locked on mine, he slowly slid into my body. I saw his jaw set, and the muscles in his arms flex as he entered into me inch by agonising inch. It felt so good that I couldn’t keep eye contact with Ryder; I allowed my eyes to roll back and for a groan to escape me.

“Beautiful,” he murmured.

I felt his lips on mine then. The taste of his mouth was mixed with the pleasure in my core, and it caused me to become very vocal.

“I fit perfectly with you,” he said against my mouth. “You’re wrapped around me so tight, Bran… fuck.”

I returned my hands to his back and gently grazed my nails against his skin, causing him to hiss and thrust into me harder. The urge to come was overwhelming so I took one hand and trailed it down my body until my fingertips grazed over the swollen bud that hurt so good.

“Yes,” he rasped. “Rub that pretty clit of yours, baby. Show me what you’ve been doing when you didn’t have me.”

Yes, sir.

I bit down on my lower lip as I lifted my fingers to Ryder’s mouth as I watched him lube them up with his saliva. I placed them back on my clit and began to rotate them.

“Holy fuck!”

Ryder drove into me harder, faster and a hell of a lot deeper. He switched up from slow and steady to fast and furious and had me almost screaming in pleasure.

“Did you pretend your fingers were my mouth, baby?” Ryder asked, his voice primal. “Did you fuck yourself and wish it was me?”

“Yes!” I panted. “Only you.”

He picked up his pace. “Come on, baby. I’m so close.”

Me too.

I rubbed my clit faster, and watched Ryder’s face contorted with pleasure as he reminded my body, and me, just what we could do together. We could make fireworks.

My orgasm slammed into me just as hard as Ryder’s did. It consumed me and flowed through my veins, pumping the feeling of ecstasy throughout my body. With my back arched, and my toes curled, I was thrust over the edge and into heaven.

I heard, and felt, the moment he let go too. He roared my name and slowed his hips to slight jerking motions as he spilled himself inside of me. I opened my eyes just as he fell forward, covering my body with his.

I laughed and moved my hands to his sides and began to tickle him. He twitched and jerked in response and rolled to the side, falling off me, and out of me, in one fluid motion.

“Oh, my God,” he breathed.

I hummed. “My thoughts exactly.”

Ryder reached his hand out, and before I closed my eyes, I threaded my fingers through his.

“Can we do that again?” he asked, his breathing still laboured. “Right now?”

I laughed, again. “After I take a power nap because that orgasm was… wow.”

“I know how you feel,” he chuckled. “It wasn’t the longest sex we’ve ever had, but damn if it didn’t feel like the best.”

“All that built up foreplay and teasing over the last three months has finally found its release.” I said, and yawned.