“Right now I do.” She sucked on his collarbone and ran her fingers through his wet hair. “I never liked being caught until I met you.”
He surged inside of her, and she gasped against his wet skin. She licked drops of water off his shoulder, and she bit down on the meaty muscle as he drove in and out of her. He held her up, took all her weight, and sent surge after surge of pleasure through her body.
He tried to move her, lean her back so maybe he could get to her breasts, but she didn’t let him. She was enjoying his skin at the moment and refused to take her mouth from it.
“I love your taste,” she said.
“I want to taste yours. Let me.”
He sucked her neck, tried to go lower, but that meant she’d have to lean away from him. Not going to happen. She pulled him tighter and continued her little bites and licks along his chest.
“Stubborn,” he said and thrust deep while clamping a hand tight around her lower back, causing her to arch. It was enough to make her head come back on a heavy inhale, and he took the opportunity to snag her nipple between his lips and suck.
“Ah! God yes!” She threaded her fingers in his hair and arched even further. The wicked man was playing dirty, fucking her to the point of abandon. And she gave in to him, let him move her however he wanted.
She leaned back so far that the surface of the water felt like liquid sheets against her shoulders, and Ryder just kept his suction on the tip of her breast while pumping hard inside her.
His name was on her lips when her bones began splintering with so much heated pleasure that she felt the sharp shards prick her skin like glass. So intense, so acute, it hurt. But it was a good pain, and she couldn’t get close enough. Couldn’t pull him deep enough. It was a battle between such raw bliss and burning lust that she was drowning even though her head was above water.
So she gave in
Let the current take her down while she clung to Ryder.
Release rushed over her, crackling and snapping so hard it rocked her body into second after second of violent shudders. The water flashed cold—ice cold—or her body flashed red hot. The pleasure made her shake and spasm in a way that only Ryder’s arms could contain.
When she finally came down, Ryder kissed her breasts, her neck, her forehead.
“Best skinny-dipping experience ever,” he growled. Then with her wrapped around him and still buried deep, he walked them out of the lake and set her down on the grass.
He hadn’t come. And that was something she wanted to change. She was crazed for him. Wanted her mouth and her hands on him until she drew from him the same pleasure he’d gotten out of her.
When her butt hit the grass, he spread her legs wide, and right before he could settle between them, she pressed the heel of her foot against his hip and pushed him onto his ass.
“What the hell?” he said.
But before he could move, she sprang up and dove between his legs, yanking the condom off and taking him deep into her mouth in one long pull. “Jesus fucking Christ!” he moaned, and his rough hands threaded into her wet hair. He sat, his legs bent and spread, and she was on all fours between them, sucking greedily at his hard shaft.
When she bent further to take him deep, the tips of her breasts drug along his inner thighs and tickled her nipples. Taking all his length deep into her throat over and over was the only time she felt remotely sated. She wanted him more, always more, and now she could be in control and get just that.
With one hand on the ground by his hip, holding her weight, she splayed the other on those cut abs and gently massaged as she took him deep over and over. Feeling his muscles jump beneath her touch gave her a feeling of power and pride. He liked it. Liked her. Was giving into the pleasure she gave him.
She hummed, and his body tensed another degree.
“You’re going to make me come, sweetness.”
She liked the sound of that. She took him deeper, stretching her throat and working past her reflex. He hardened even further and proved once more he was, in fact, a man of his word. He came violently. His big body flexed and retracted. Those chiseled flanks tightening made her wet just from the sight. She drank him down, loving the manly, salty taste that was all Ryder.
She licked and laved at him until she slowly brought him back to earth, and his heavy chest rose on big breaths.
He sat up and cupped her face in his palms. “You always do what I never expect.” He kissed the tip of her nose. “Can’t let me win, can you?”
She smiled. “Nope.”
A scheming expression skated over his face. “Well, this game isn’t over yet.”
He rose and took her with him, slinging her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. She laughed and smacked his ass as he walked them back into the lake.
“Careful there, sweetness. I give back what I get in kind.” He swatted her bare bottom with his hot palm, and she couldn’t help but moan. But the heat lasted only a moment, because as soon as the water was up to his chest, he tossed her into the lake.