Savor (Bad Boy Rockers 4)

It doesn’t take much persuasion to get me sprawled out with her sitting astride me.

My dick still throbs after having her come on my mouth, and as she scoots back, my length is nestled against her wet pussy. I fight the urge to rub her along it and the flared head rests against my stomach, peeping out from between her pussy lips.

And then I see stars as she does exactly what I wanted her to do.

She starts to move her hips in a riding motion while rubbing the crown of my leaking dick with her fingers. My whole body tingles from head to foot with what she’s doing. Her large breasts sway as she moves with her nipples tight, hard buds.

“If you want this to last, you need to stop a minute,” I gasp.

She stills and removes her fingers from my cock.

“Ryder, I need you.” She rotates her hips.

I close my eyes and clench my jaw to hold back my release, my breathing heavy with the effort. I can’t even catch my breath as my eyes and head fill with visions of her caught up in her own desire, my eyes and head full of her. They open wide when I feel her move and grip my dick in her tight fist before she positions me at the opening to her core.

She can’t mean to . . . drop down onto me . . .

Fuck!

Dahlia cries out as she takes my cock all the way inside her.

That must have fucking hurt her . . . but, oh God . . . too good.

Before I can do anything to help her, my orgasm starts tearing through me. My hands grip her hips as her core ripples around me. I continue releasing deeply inside her warmth, lost in her embrace. Nothing has ever felt so damn good before, but as I slowly start gaining my control, I notice the tears on Dahlia’s face.

Embarrassment, and my own pain at hurting Dahlia, starts to surface so I do the only thing I can think of right now while we’re still connected—I pull her down into my arms.

“I’m sorry.” I kiss her on the head. “I’m so damn sorry, babe. I wouldn’t have hurt you for anything.”

She shakes her head. “It wasn’t your fault. I’m the own who dropped down on you when you were so close to coming.”

I feel like such a bastard. “When I felt you so wet, warm and tight around me, I lost what little control I had. If I’d know you wanted me to take it all the way, I’d have come first so that didn’t happen.”

My hand caresses over her bottom and I’m surprised when she reacts by squeezing me.

“Stop that.” I tap her on the butt.

I roll her and growl when her legs wrap around my waist.

“Show me how it’s supposed to be,” she whispers.

“Oh babe.” I drop my forehead to hers. “Are you still hurting?”

“No.”

“Would you tell me if you were?” I frown.

“No.” She smiles. “Make love to me, Ryder.”

Still buried inside her, my dick starts to swell with arousal, again. She’s so snug and the more I swell, the more pleasure I feel.

It’s going to be as difficult as all hell to leave the warmth of her body, but for now, I’m going to do as she asked and make love to her.

Dahlia

When the pain of Ryder’s penetration tore through me, I thought my body was going to split in two. I knew there was going to be pain, but I hadn’t expected what I got. The pain is gone now, and I feel good. In fact, I feel more than good.

As Ryder hardens inside me, I’m starting to feel shards of pleasure from my core to my breasts and nipples. It’s a dizzying sensation, especially when you combine it with the one making my stomach quiver with delight. Ryder is the sexiest guy I’ve ever seen and having him in my arms naked is amazing. He slowly slides his dick back and forth in my pussy, causing goose bumps to break out over my sensitive breasts. When he moves, his chest hair tickles my nipples, and in turn, the pleasure from them causes ripples of pleasure to flutter along my channel, and grip his length.