Daring Time

"You're so sensitive. I think you'll be able to come from nipple stimulation alone. We're going to find out in a moment. But first.. . I have to taste you."

Hope's mouth sagged open as he began to move his mouth over her ribs and belly. When he ran his teeth gently along the sides of her torso she moaned uncontrollably, her back curving into him for closer contact. Shivers prickled her flesh. Her skin roughened. His hands moved beneath her, lifting her even further until her back bowed up off the bed as he served himself her eager flesh. How had he known she would be almost painfully sensitive along the sides of her ribs or that she would cry out in sharp pleasure when he took a small bite at her waist and soothed her with his warm, sleek tongue?

By the time he transferred his attentions to her thighs, Hope was nearly out of her mind with stark arousal. He kissed her flexing muscles while his hands moved beneath her, tautly squeezing her buttocks in his large palms. She couldn't take it anymore. She just knew she couldn't. Ryan had her stretched on a sensual rack of pleasure and she would break apart any moment.

He released her bottom with one hand and pushed a thigh wide. Instinctively Hope closed it. No matter how aroused she was, she wasn't used to exposing such private flesh to the open air, let alone a man's hot gaze. He used both hands this time, pushing her legs apart and holding her in place while he stared at her sex. Hope moaned in mixed mortification and intense arousal.

The muscles of her vagina flexed inward painfully.

"Ryan . '.. please," she grated out between a clenched jaw. She had no idea for what she asked, but something told her that Ryan knew.

His dark head dipped. Her entire body trembled in anguish when he licked her inner thigh, just a few scant inches from her sex. She sensed him stiffen. He looked up at her, his lips still parted. Something in the wild intensity of his eyes told her he'd found her essence on her thighs.

And that he liked what he'd tasted.

His hands slid beneath her again. He palmed her bottom and pushed her up at the same time his face lowered to her sex.

Hope jerked in the restraints. She cried out in mixed shock and pleasure as Ryan covered her outer sex with his mouth, applying suction like he had on her nipples. But the most scandalous and wonderful thing was his tongue. He worked it between her labia and rubbed and flicked and probed until her flesh sizzled unbearably.

"No ... you shouldn't. .. ah, God . . . dear Lord, don't. . . don't stop," she beseeched. Her buttocks flexed hard in his hands as she writhed in the restraints. The pleasure was so forbidden, so sharp it was nearly untenable. She closed her eyes and wailed as climax crashed into her, battering her relentlessly in its fierce tide.

Hope's eyes blinked open a moment later. She whimpered and trembled when she realized Ryan's face was still buried between her thighs, now even more intimately than before. He'd pushed her legs even wider and tilted back her hips. He held her with her feet dangling up in the air while he drank from her sex like she was a fleshy bowl.

Hope clenched her teeth and forced herself to look away; the vision of Ryan's mouth on her was so powerful. He plunged his tongue into her slit again and again, pausing to suckle her juices every few seconds, opening his lips to strongly mouth her sensitive sex lips and the throbbing flesh they covered. Any lingering embarrassment on her part was melted away by the evidence of his hunger.

His intensity left her spellbound.

She moaned and twisted in the restraints as he built the pressure inside her once again, but he shifted his hands to her hips and held her firmly against his marauding mouth.

Hope felt a drop of sweat roll between her breasts and down her heaving belly. Her face and teeth clenched tight at the rising tension.

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"Ryan," she whispered, his prisoner at that moment... a hostage to her own desire.

He opened his eyes and looked into her face even as his mouth continued to work her ruthlessly. One hand held her in place while the other rose and parted her swollen, damp labia. Hope's desperation swelled when he waggled his tongue between the juicy lips as he continued to pin her with his fierce stare.

She cried out mindlessly as she came, her body shaking uncontrollably. He refused to grant her mercy, stabbing, licking, rubbing and sucking until every last shiver of pleasure had been squeezed, suckled and coaxed out of her.

"You have the sweetest pussy in existence."

Hope heard the deep, rough voice as if a thick pillow had been placed over both of her ears. Her eyes opened sluggishly when she felt Ryan's lips on hers, molding and plucking at them insistently with his own. He spread her juices on her lips. The tip of her tongue touched his and then swept along his lower lip, tasting her desire for the first time in her life.

He groaned deep in his throat. He held himself off her with his arms. Hope saw that he'd shoved his pants and underwear down to his thighs. She felt the hard, warm knob of his cock nudge at her wet slit.

"Just for a moment... I need to feel you. I can't stop myself."

She gasped as he flexed his hips. He looked into her eyes as he slid further inside her.

"Happy dagger" he whispered. That small, special smile tilted his lips, as though he was both amused at himself for his show of sentimentality and dead earnest at once.

Tears filled her eyes as her burning, clamping flesh stretched at his welcome invasion.

"This is thy sheath," Hope quoted back to him from Romeo and Juliet, her heart in her eyes as she stared up at him. How strange that the bard, who lived and loved in a world so different from both her own and Ryan's, should be a common bond between them.

Even stranger that such a big, masculine man apparently treasured Shakespeare as she did.

He pushed, watching her face for a reaction, working his penis into her tight channel with gentle determination. They both gasped when he pressed into her to the hilt. She sensed the slight tremor in his flesh, the evidence of his intense, raw need making her eyes burn even more.