Savor (Bad Boy Rockers 4)

His one arm wrapped around me, keeps me close, while the other grips my butt to hold me against him as he moves.

I chance a look into his eyes and see the struggle he’s having holding back.

“Do you feel that,” he bites off. “God, you feel so good. I’ve dreamt about having my cock buried inside you. About how you’d feel.” He leans downs and gently nibbles on my shoulder. “I’ve stroked one off thinking about that—about your pussy sucking me inside your wet, tight heat.”

I moan and grab hold of his ass to keep him against me while I grind my hips.

He groans and pants.

“You need to keep your hands to yourself.”

“I’m close, Ryder.”

I moan when he presses both his hands into my back, holding me tightly to him as he picks up the pace.

All I can hear in the room is our heavy breathing and the wet slapping of hips as Ryder fills me.

His head dips and his mouth captures one of my nipples. He massages the tight bud between his tongue and the roof of his mouth.

I’m not sure how much more I can take.

My stomach is quivering, my nipples are nearly painful with how hard they are and I’m so wet with pleasure that I feel my body begging for release. Ryder stops thrusting, and with sweat on his brow, starts to grind against me.

I feel his dick lengthen seconds before he starts to rub my clit with his finger.

My whole body shudders and spasms in pleasure. I clamp down on Ryder’s dick and writhe under him as I hear him groan before feeling his warm release along my still rippling walls.

Ryder collapses on top of me with a groan, and then tries to roll us both over, but I tighten my arms around him to keep him close.

“I’m too heavy,” he says into my neck while still trying to catch his breath.

“I like it.” I pinch his butt and smile when he groans.

I’ve experienced orgasm before with Ryder, but never, have I experienced anything as strongly as just now. I’m sure I’ve lost brain cells.

“Is it always like that?”

Ryder raises his head and kissing my nose, he seems to hesitate before saying, “Only with someone special.”

I smile and caress up and down his back.

Holding me against him, Ryder slowly withdrawals from between my aching thighs and rolls on to his back taking me with him.

I’m sprawled over his chest and even though he hasn’t said it, I’m sure he loves me. I know I’m in love with him. I also know that’s the reason why that felt so amazing. Because we were making love to each other, not fucking or having sex, but making love.

“You need a bath with plenty of bubbles so you aren’t too sore.”

I blush at his words.

His chest vibrates with laughter. “After that little display, how can you be embarrassed?”

“I’m not sure you need to think about me wet and slippery right now.”

With eyes still filled with amusement, he rolls me to my back, kisses me quickly on the lips, and jumps from the bed.

“Give me a minute to run the bath.”

I sigh, admiring the view of his delicious body as he heads for the bathroom. I listen when he disappears inside, and before long, I hear the taps running. My body feels sated but, if I’m honest, there is a slight soreness between my legs.