Deal Breakers (Dealing with Love 1)

I stroke his hard length again. “So hurry up and get inside of me.”

His eyes widen at my brazen command. “You’re not ready yet.”

I roll my eyes as he begins circling my clit with the pad of his thumb. “Rye, please. I’m soo, soo ready.”

He dips a finger towards my entrance, spreading my wetness around. “Okay, maybe you are. But you need to tell me if it hurts too much…or if I’m coming on too strong. Okay?”

I rise up on my elbows. “I promise.”

He pulls back and starts digging through his discarded jeans. Right before I ask him what he’s doing, he produces a square foil packet and rips it open with his teeth. He removes his boxers and starts stroking himself. God, that’s hot.

I grab his wrist. “Can I put it on?”

He groans. “You’re killing me.” He takes a deep breath and nods while handing it to me.

I take the condom out of the wrapper and frown. “How do I—is there some sort of trick to this?”

He laughs and guides my hand towards his body. “It’s easy. Just pinch the tip and then roll it down as far as it will go.”

I close my fingers on the reserve and position the condom over the head of his beautiful erection. I know that’s a strange word to use when describing a penis, but his really should be painted on a canvas or something. He jerks as I roll it down his shaft until I reach the base. I slide my hand over his length to ensure that it’s on correctly, fascinated by each ridge and vein beneath my palm. He’s so thick I can’t fully close my hand around him which starts making me a little nervous.

I stroke him once more for good measure. “Did I do it right?”

He groans and tilts his head back. “It’s fucking perfect.”

I give him a wry smile. “I was talking about the condom, Riley.”

He looks down and briefly inspects my work. “That’s good too.”

I bite my lip. “So, we’re good to go?”

His dimples are in full effect. “We are so good to go.”

Riley hooks his arms behind me and moves us towards the center of the bed. He starts kissing my neck again moving downward.

“Rye, what are you doing?”

He grabs a rose petal. “Shh, stop thinking so much.”

He drags the velvety soft petal over my collarbone from left to right, slowly making his way over to my breast. I gasp when he circles my nipple then closes his mouth over the peak. He moves the petal lower while his mouth never leaves my breast. I’m so lost in the moment that I startle when he brushes his thumb over my sensitive bud.

He lifts his head, fusing our mouths together while his thumb continues to circle that same spot over and over. I writhe beneath him as he works my body into a frenzy. Everything he’s doing is so wonderful but I need…more. I’m aching to be filled by him.

“Riley, please!”

“Shh, baby. I’ll take care of you.” I feel him lining up against my entrance. He looks up to meet my eyes and says, “Are you ready?”

I nod. “Please, Rye. I need more.”

He smiles and takes my face into his hands. I’m so slick that he pushes in slightly with little effort but halts when I stiffen from the pressure. “You okay?”

I look him in the eyes and nod. “Yeah, I’m just nervous.”

He kisses the corners of my mouth and moves his hand lower. He traces circles over my nub as he whispers soothing words to help me relax. “It’s okay, baby. I’ve got you. This is perfectly natural. It’s just you and me here. Do you trust me?”

I moan as he continues rubbing. “You know I do.”

“I’m going to push in all the way now. Okay?”