I grasped his face in my hands, pulling him down toward me, and something behind those steel eyes shattered. My heart leapt out of my chest as he pushed his lips hard onto mine. His tongue darted out, tasting me, devouring me. He moaned and his throat vibrated, sending wickedly sinful pulses into my very soul. This man tasted heavenly, like the sweetest sin and my saviour all wrapped up in one deadly hot package. The desperation in his kiss showed how much he’d held back these past few weeks. We both had, and we were insanely lost in our want for each other. The rest of the world had ceased to exist. We became animals, attacking each other in a frenzy of need and lust.
“I wanna do so many dirty things to you,” he groaned.
He reached down to pick me up, lifting me under both of my thighs, and I wrapped my legs around him.
“Then do them,” I gasped back, clinging to him as we kissed, and moulded our bodies to get as close as we could to each other.
I could feel the hardness in his trousers, and I wantonly rubbed myself against him, needing the friction, wanting the release with him.
He walked me backward towards his bedroom, and once we’d stumbled inside, he kicked the door closed and threw me down on his bed.
“Are you sure you’re ready for this, angel?”
I nodded.
“You know this is going to change everything,” he growled, pulling his t-shirt over his head to reveal golden, flawless skin over rippling muscles. Muscles that made me lick my lips with the need to taste him.
“It’s already changed,” I sighed, looking through my lashes at this Adonis looming over me. I couldn’t stop myself from reaching forward to pull him onto the bed by the belt of his trousers. “And I’m more than ready for you.”
He gave a low moan and crawled over me, kissing me hard, fucking my mouth with his tongue before moving to my neck.
“So fucking sweet,” he whispered, peppering desperate kisses along my jaw and down to my shoulders. “I always knew you would be.”
His greedy mouth licked and sucked its way down to my chest, making me gasp with desire for him. His hips were placed in the perfect position in between my legs, and from the way he was grinding into me, I could feel the pretty impressive erection in his trousers. I couldn’t wait much longer; I needed to feel him inside me. I wanted to feel that first thrust of his thick cock stretching me, making me cry out. He was driving me crazy and I couldn’t hold back.
“I need you,” I whispered as I snaked my hands between our two bodies to undo his belt and rid him of his trousers.
He pulled away from me, his eyes hooded with pure lust, and pulled himself up off the bed. Then he pulled his trousers and boxers down to reveal himself in all his glory. Damn, this man was a fucking god. He was perfect. All tanned skin and tight ass, and the thick, long, hard cock that stood to attention for me had me salivating, imagining all the things I wanted to do to him, wanted him to do to me.
“You need this, don’t you, angel,” he said with a gruff voice as he grasped his cock. “Take off your dress,” he ordered, stroking himself with long slow pulls, making me pulse and pant with need. I wanted to be the one stroking him, but damn if it wasn’t the hottest thing I’d ever seen, watching him pleasure himself in front of me.
I sat up and pulled the sun dress over my head, my cream lacy bra and panties were all that stood in our way now.
“You are fucking perfect,” he growled as he climbed back onto the bed. He ran his hand from my neck, down over my breasts and then to my tummy.
“My angel,” he sighed, then hooked his fingers into my panties and pulled them clean off, throwing them to the floor but never taking his greedy eyes off my body. “I need to see you.” He yanked my legs open with a greedy urgency, and then slid one finger slowly along my folds, finding my clit and circling it in the sweetest torture. The way his eyes burned with desire as he touched me made me horny as hell, and I squirmed under his expert caresses, all the time needing harder, more.
He dragged his finger back along my wetness, up and down. It was the purest agony, and I moaned. “I need more. I need you.”
I reached down to take hold of him, guiding him to where I needed him to be, but he knocked my hand away.
“All in good time, angel. Let me enjoy watching you while I make you come.”
“Please, Jackson,” I begged, lifting my hips up, angling myself in the hope he’d rub me, massage me where I needed him so badly. I gasped as he pushed his fingers inside me, biting my lip as he curled them forward to push against my sweet
spot.
“God, yes. That feels so good,” I whimpered as I ground myself onto his hand.
He used his thumb to circle my clit, his fingers rubbing and teasing me into sensual oblivion.
“Please don’t stop.” I closed my eyes, revelling in the build-up of my orgasm. My inner walls were burning, itching to reach that explosion of ecstasy. He knew exactly how to coax it out of me, and before long I was grabbing onto the bedsheets, fisting the material as if it was my lifeline, as the blood rushed to my ears and my cries of pleasure filled the air. Then I was there, contracting and pulsating on his fingers, my whole body shaking with the intensity of the orgasm that was rippling out of my body.
“That’s it, baby, just let go,” he moaned, as my clit throbbed and pulsated madly, and my inner muscles held him hostage in a vice-like grip.
“Fuck, Ryley. Watching you come… it’s just so… fuck, it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”
I reached for his cock, taking his silky hard shaft into my hands and stroking him, wanting to give him what he’d given me only moments ago. He was only too happy to oblige this time, and he thrust his hips into my hand, but it wasn’t enough for him. He wanted more too.