Fake Marriage (Contemporary Romance Box Set)

“Yes…oh God…”

“Say my name. When I make you come, say my name.” I was thrilled to be tasting her and at the same time, there was a deep-seeded need that she acknowledged me. That it was Ryder Simms, the man she outwardly despised, who was going to rock her world.

She whimpered again.

“Hold on, baby. I’m going to blow your mind.”

“Yes, oh yes.” Her fingers squeezed my head.

Pushing her thighs open even further, I dove in, using my tongue, lips and even teeth to drive her up and up, and right when she reached the pinnacle, I sucked her clit as I thrust a finger inside her, massaging that one spot that drove women wild.

Her hips shot up, her body arched as it we

nt taut, and her sweet juice filled my mouth. She screamed, “Ryder!”

I felt like she’d given me the world. Or at least part of it. My dick was so fucking hard, I wasn’t sure how I hadn’t come in my shorts. The silky fabric on my dick was excruciatingly painful and I shoved them down.

“I’m so fucking hard.” I couldn’t hardly see straight as I moved up her body, biting her nipple lightly as I positioned my dick at her entrance. I didn’t want her to come down or recover, fearing she’d regret what I just did. At the same time, if she was going to say no, I needed to hear it now.

“Tell me you want this before I die,” I said, gritting my teeth to keep from slamming my cock inside her wet pussy.

Her hands gripped my ass and pulled. “Fuck me, Ryder.”

Holy fucking Christ. My head felt like it was exploding as her words jacked up my arousal to quantum levels. I wanted to take my time. I wanted this to last. But I was too far gone. Instead, I thrust in. I filled her pussy until I couldn't fill her anymore.

She gasped, and I hoped to hell I hadn’t hurt her. “Oh God, Ryder…”

“Fuck…Katrina…” It was all I could say as pleasure rippled along my nerves. She was tight and felt so fucking good, I could hardly stand it.

Her legs wrapped around my ass and pulled my hips down tighter against hers, and then I knew she was okay. I knew she was with me and she was enjoying it too.

I withdrew and slid in, and she moaned. I wanted to watch her rise again. I wanted to witness her orgasm with my dick fucking her. But my own need was clawing at me. I was a slave to it. I had no choice but to let go and fuck her with everything I had.

10

Trina

Oh. My. God. I was in erotic heaven. I knew sex could be pleasant, but holy cow, I didn’t know it could be like this. I’d experienced Ryder’s amazing kissing, but what he did with his mouth on my pussy was something I’d never forget. And now his long, thick dick was inside me, filling me beyond full. I swore I could feel every millimeter of him as he slid in deep.

“Fuck…Katrina.” His voice was harsh and strangled, like he was trying to maintain control but struggling with it.

I wrapped my legs around him, wanting him to go deeper. Wanting him to know I was ready for whatever he wanted to do to me.

He levered up, sitting back on his heels as he gripped my hips. “This is going to be fast.”

I didn’t have a chance to reply as he started thrusting and plunging. Immediately, my pussy was on fire from the sensations. I gripped the sheets, holding on as he possessed me and my body in a way I never knew was possible. It was so good. So, so good.

I watched him, his face strained as he chased his release. He was raw and real, and it made me feel so feminine how he was giving in to his needs.

“Fuck, I’m going to come…come with me…come with me.”

His thumb slid over my hard, sensitive clit, and in a flash, I was flying. My entire body went taut as pleasure burst and then radiated out.

“Yes!” he yelled and then plunged deep, grinding against me as warmth filled me. He did it again, and again, drawing out the pleasure until I felt completely spent.

Finally, he gave one last thrust and then sank back on his heels. His breath, like mine, came in bellows. I thought he’d withdraw and collapse next to me, which was what the few other men I’d been with always did. It felt so anticlimactic how once they had their orgasm, they’d withdraw into their own space.

Ryder leaned forward, adjusting himself so that he stayed seeped inside me as he lay over me. He rested his upper body weight on his forearms and then dipped his head into the hollow by my neck.