“Say it, baby. Say the words. Tell me what you want me to do to you while you fuck me.”
She closed her eyes. “Play with them. With my…breasts. While I…fuck you.”
I almost squirted into her channel right there. I cupped her beautiful peach breasts, thumbing her nipples ever so slightly. She gasped, moving on top of me harder and faster.
And all I wanted, in that moment, was to love her until the sun came up.
The sun wouldn’t be up for almost an hour, but that was okay. I wouldn’t last much longer, but after that I could make her come. And come. And come.
Chapter Twenty–Five
Ruby
It happened in a flash. Ryan was cupping my breasts, lightly touching my nipples. Everything I had asked him to do, and when I sat down on his cock, I came.
Just like that. No stimulation to my clit. I just came. Stars danced before my eyes. It was so sudden, so unexpected, and so powerful.
From the inside out, I exploded, and then imploded back inside myself, everything culminating in the core of me, my innermost depths. The orgasm rocked through me, and I cried out. “Ryan, oh my God!”
“Yes, baby. I can feel you coming. I can feel you clenching my cock in your pussy.”
“You can really feel it? When I come?”
“Ruby, I have felt you come every time. Every time is amazing.”
Just those words made the orgasm skyrocket back. He could feel this. He could feel my body responding. How fucking empowering.
Before I knew what was happening, he had flipped me over onto my back, and then he was pounding into me. He seared me with his dark eyes melting into my own. He didn’t speak, but sweat beaded on his brow and dropped on my face. His teeth were clenched, and he was grunting, groaning as he pushed into me again and again.
Every drop of perspiration that fell on my face left a trail of fire in its wake. He pushed into me so far, nearly touching my heart, it seemed. I closed my eyes, and the tiny convulsions began once more.
“Goddamnit, I’m coming again.”
He continued to grunt and plunge. His hairline was wet with perspiration.
And then—
He groaned and plunged so deeply inside me, I almost felt that we were inside each other’s skin. Truly one body.
He stayed there for a moment, lying on top of me, breathing rapidly, still groaning.
And though he was way too heavy for me, having him there, sweating, having just climaxed, still one with my body… It was unlike anything I’d ever known.
I made a decision right then and there. I would talk to Melanie about finally getting through what happened to me, what happened to Gina, what happened to all those other innocent people my father had preyed upon. I would make myself whole.
I needed to be whole. Not for Ryan Steel, but for me.
Because I needed to be worthy of him.
* * *
I woke up a few hours later. Ryan was still sleeping soundly beside me. Ricky had nudged the door open and was panting in my side of the bed. I reached over and gave him a pat on his soft head and then got up to use the bathroom. When I had finished, I grabbed the shirt Ryan had been wearing yesterday and put it on. It covered me midway to my thighs.
I reveled in the soft cotton. Wearing his clothes felt very right.
“Come on,” I said to Ricky. I took him down the hallway to the kitchen and let him out the back door.
Then I went back into Ryan’s bedroom. He was still sleeping, and I glanced at the clock. It was nearly eight. It was Saturday, so I didn’t wake him. He knew when he had to be up.