Adonis in Texas (Rugged and Risque 2)

With a tormented look on his face, he said in a strained voice, “Maybe this really is a mistake.”

He began to pull out of her, but Ginger’s grip on him tightened. “Don’t you dare go anywhere.”

The pain subsided and she lifted her hips again. She tugged on his shoulders, trying to get him closer to her and certainly hoping to persuade him to resume what he’d started.

“Come here,” she coaxed.

Ryan shook his head. “Relax your muscles. You’re squeezing my cock, and though it feels damn good, I need a little more room.”

Ginger released his shoulders and settled back against the pillows, doing as he instructed. “Better?”

He let out a strangled sound. “It’s like parking a truck in a garage designed for a Smart Car.”

She laughed as she swatted at him. “Stop poking fun at my size.”

“I’m not—I’m just saying. It’s damn snug in here.”

Regardless, he eased farther into her. All playfulness fled Ginger as a new wave of erotic sensations washed over her. She gasped again, although this time it was clearly one of sheer enjoyment.

“Oh that is much better,” she said in a lusty voice as he carefully pulled almost out of her and then slid deep into her pussy. “That’s just…too wonderful for words.”

His thick shaft stroked her inner walls as they stretched around him. He filled her completely, and it was such a delicious feeling, she couldn’t help it when her muscles contracted around him again.

Ryan grunted. “Hey, what are you trying to do to me?”

She smiled. “Make you feel as good as you’re making me feel.”

Desire flashed in his blue irises as he said, “Sweetheart, this is all kinds of wicked for me.”

He released her legs and planted his palms on either side of her head. He hovered over her, but moved a little faster inside her, making her breath catch.

“You are so wet and warm,” he told her. “So tight.”

Her hips rocked as she picked up his rhythm. She wrapped her arms around his neck and tried once again to get him closer to her. But he shook his head.

“I don’t want to crush you.”

“You’re not going to,” she insisted. “I want to feel your weight on me. I want to feel your skin on mine. I want to feel all of you.”

He shifted so he was on his forearms, which helped to get her what she wanted, to an extent. Ryan still feared hurting her, obviously. But his partial concession made it easier for her to touch him. She ran her hands over his broad shoulders and then down his chest and over his abs. Her palms slipped around to his back and she held him as he thrust into her, making her moan.

“This is so amazing,” she murmured.

He steadied himself with one forearm so he could use his free hand to grip the back of her thigh and sling it over his hip. Then he cupped her ass cheek and pressed her firmly to him as he quickened their pace, his hard cock sliding in and out of her pussy with just the tiniest bit of friction. Her insides sizzled and her heart thundered.

Ryan’s lips grazed her throat, his tongue teasing her skin, his teeth gently nipping. Everything he did to her drove her wild. She arched her back and her breasts conformed to the spot below the hard ledge of his pecs. A firestorm roared through her body, making her ridiculously hot.

His mouth on her skin, his hand on her ass and his cock inside her felt so heavenly, it pushed her right to the edge. As he kneaded the cheek in his large palm and drove deep into her, all the intense, fiery sensations he’d ignited suddenly erupted, taking her by surprise as they consumed her. Ginger let out a cry of ecstasy. Her body bowed farther and her pussy clenched the thick shaft stroking her inner depths.

“Ryan,” she said on a ragged breath. Her hips bucked and her fingertips pressed into his lower back. “Oh God.”

Her entire being seemed to go up in flames. Her skin tingled and her cunt throbbed. Her chest rose and fell quickly against his as she sucked in air.

Ryan’s lips skated over her jaw and to her ear. He whispered, “Now for something different…”

He flopped onto his back, bringing her with him. She straddled his hips as his hands clasped her waist and he guided her down until he was buried inside her. Ginger’s palms rested on his chest as he led her into another sensuous rhythm that was slow and sexy. Her hips undulated in time with his and he hit all the right spots again.

“You’re right,” she said, “this feels totally different. But still so good. It’s like…I can feel more of you inside me. All of you.”