Ryder lifts my legs, kissing one ankle as he places it on his shoulder, doing the same to the other. Then he’s face first in my center, licking and sucking at my clit. The way he’s working me up is fast and hard, nothing like last night, but still so fucking amazing.
“God, already? This is pathetic,” I mumble incoherently, my thighs locking around his head, my body holding him in a vice as I’m worked higher and higher.
“Not fast enough.” He barely lets go to tell me before going back to working me up.
I slam my head back, grip my pillows, and fall over the edge moaning Ryder’s name. My eyes slam shut, and I swear to God stars are shining brightly beneath them. Ryder slowly brings me down, and when he kisses the inside of my thighs, I know he’s finally coming up for air, mostly my fault with the way my body locked onto his.
My eyes slowly open when I feel his presence looming over me. His shorts somehow disappeared while I was enjoying coming down off my high.
“You okay?”
“Never better.” My hand wraps around his thick cock. My fingertips don’t even meet. That’s how thick he is, not to mention his length. Jesus, taking him in my mouth is going to be work. Not gagging will be an even bigger job.
“Fuck, Berkley. You do much more of that, and I won’t last to get inside your tight pussy,” he grunts, his body moving with every stroke. His hand wraps around mine, giving me guidance as to what he likes.
“I wouldn’t be upset if you painted my body with your cum.”
“Fuck yes, and that will happen one day, but not today. Birth control?” I line his cock up to the entrance of my center.
“Shot. I take it every three months.” I coat his tip with my wetness.
“Yep, not gonna last long.” This time it’s him who moans.
“Good thing we have all day.” Another plus he mentioned quickly when he called.
He doesn’t reply. Instead, he slowly slides inside me, taking his torturously sweet time. Ryder grabs my hands, pulling them up and over my head. He leans into me once he’s fully seated inside me, swiveling his hips and grinding down at the same time. Our fingers are laced together the entire time as we move together slowly, almost too slowly.
“Let it build, sugar. It’ll be ten times better.” Ryder’s face is full of pleasure, eyes heavily lidded while he licks his lower lip. I want my tongue tracing his. I lean up. He sees what I’m after and dips his head to meet me. Our kiss is much like our lovemaking is right now, slow and deep.
“Ryder,” I purr between our kisses, my legs hiking up higher on his back, the heels of my feet digging into his firm ass, all while I move my hips in sync with his.
“Yeah, I feel you, Berkley. Tightening on me, ready to come all over my cock. I’m going to come so deep inside you, you’ll feel me for days,” he groans, picking up the pace. The culmination of our bodies moving as one, the kiss, his words, it pulls me under, and I come on a loud whimper.
Ryder isn’t far behind me. Another pump of his hips, and I feel him. All of him. It’s the best feeling in the world.
“Kissed you more times than I can count, tasted you twice, been inside you once, and I’m fucking addicted. You’re mine, Berkley. Forever.”
“I’m yours, Ryder, all yours.” He rolls onto his back, pulling me with him, both of us too tired to move another inch. This right here, it’s the happiest I’ve ever been, and it’s because I have Ryder by my side.FourteenRyderOne Month LaterI swear Berkley is a Godsend. Melody and I both couldn’t do what we are if it weren’t for her insisting that Sienna can stay with her a few times a week once school is finished for the day. Heck, Melody even started dating Tanner, our local liquor distribution owner. He’s thirty-five, no kids, owns his business outright, and has a house here in town. So far, the past few weeks, they’ve dated on their own, without Sienna. Melody told him it’s too soon. This may be her first time getting out and dating, but she has clear lines drawn in the sand that she won’t budge on. Thankfully, or I’d step in without a problem.
Berkley and I have been taking Sienna to the zoo, to the arcade, or sometimes we stay at my place or hers, depending on what’s going on, and the schedule I’m finagling for that week. The biggest downside of this gig is that when I walk into the bedroom, Berkley is passed out, dead to the world, and I’m ready to slide deep inside her. One night, I walked into my apartment, and she was in bed, the covers off her naked body as she lay on her stomach, leg cocked out, giving me that delicious view of her cunt. I didn’t give one thought about stripping out of my clothes and planting my face in her pussy, eating her until she woke up, gasping for more. After she got off, she rode me until we both got ours. I fell asleep with her wrapped up in my arms.