Loving what I did to him, I bit my lip and started rising up and down. Resting my hands on his hard chest, I rotated my hips while sliding down his dick and easing up again.
His hands tightened on my waist. “Speed it up.” He moved a hand down and his fingers caressed the lips of my core and thumbed my nub. His hips rose helping my pace quicken.
I stared down at him and saw the moment that he couldn’t let me have the control. His eyes flashed with pure need of power. He lifted me off his dick and flipped me and moved my torso up so I was on all fours. Then he rammed his cock back into my pussy so deep it had me screaming with pure pleasure. I mewled, bombarded with sensations overflowing of what his body did to mine. I gripped the sheets with all I had, needing something to hold onto as he pulled out and propelled back in. In this position, every thrust was deep and felt like he went deeper with each thrust. Ryder always gave me beyond amazing orgasms. He knew where that mythical g-spot was. “I fucking love your tight cunt squeezing me. You’re mine. I love watching my dick get sucked into you. Vixen, do you know how bad you clasp me to stay inside you? I fucking love it.” His voice was so low and hoarse, and his words had my pussy screaming.
I nodded, but I had no idea why because he couldn’t see it. His hands palmed my arse. He pounded into me and I pushed back enjoying the feel of his fingers now gripping a globe each. My passion built higher with each deep stroke of his cock.
My whole body hummed and I spread my legs, but Ryder pushed them back close together. His hands released me and he eased out. I pushed back wanting him back in me but quelled when his hand came down and smacked one globe and then the other. A sting throbbed on my arse cheeks and heat rushed through me. I wasn’t into pain, but what he did wasn’t that. It felt damn good. “Oh. Do it again,” I moaned.
His growl vibrated over me and I jumped as his smacked one cheek, once, twice, three time before doing that with the other. He dove back in on the sixth whack and my pussy squeezed his dick.
“Damn. Vixen, that feels fucking amazing.” He swatted my arse again and again, as he drove into me over and over. I love his satisfied grunt. He eased almost all the way out until just the tip sat at my entrance before he drove forward.
Oh yeah, this man drove my body wild. I was sure my eyes crossed as he drove back in. My arse cheeks still throbbed but it had me clenching around him hoping to ease some of the sting, but damn it felt good. I was so close to my release and Ryder’s thrusts started to become almost frantic. I pushed back, but he propelled into me so fast I started panting for breath. My body was wound tight and ready to explode. I was so damn close to reaching euphoria.
“Ryder, I’m so close.” I panted. “I’m going to fall. I need help. Please.”
He leaned over me and reached around to strum my clit. His dick hit just the right spot and I shattered, screaming at the top of my lungs at what was the most intense, overwhelming orgasm to ever to wash over me. Euphoria seeped into every pore and I barely held myself up to let Ryder find his own release.
“Oh yeah, vixen. Milk me. Take all of me,” Ryder roared and pistoned into me once, twice, and third time, before he tensed and filled me with his cum and then fell onto me. I collapsed forward but Ryder eased out of me and rolled off.
I turned my head to look at him and mumbled, “You’re evil. I have no control with you. What is wrong with me? I’m not like this Ryder. I don’t let men take over. I don’t like Alpha. You, though, you have some power over me. Maybe your crazy rubbed off because I’ll live with you. I’ll unpack my stuff.” I eased up on my elbows. I needed him to hear the next thing and listen. “When my dad is back at least this time I need to be there. He needs to be told not just find out his daughter and son moved out.”
I saw the flash of annoyance cross his gaze and his lips that had been quirk up in a satisfied grin thinned. “No.”
I sat up because this was something I had to put my foot down on. My dad had been away and he needed to come home and settle at least for a couple of days before I threw this at him. “Yes. Even if it’s just for the first weekend he’s home. I don’t see my dad much and I won’t just throw this at him as soon as he gets home.”
His eyes closed and he said, “No,” but with less conviction then before.
I knew now I could get him. His eyes opened and locked on mine. “This already is moving so fast. It’s just a weekend. I’m not going to beg, but I’m telling you that when my dad gets back, I will stay with him for a couple of days.”
His sigh was loud and as he ran his finger over his head, I didn’t miss the frustrated way he pulled at his hair for a moment before letting it go. “Fine. Just a weekend.” He gathered me against him spooning and I knew we were done with the conversation.