She moaned, although I wasn’t sure if it was in enjoyment or annoyance that she’d given in. I wasn’t just kissing her. She was kissing me back, and fucking hell, she was good at it. I slipped my tongue through the seam of her mouth to dance with hers.
I groaned, unable to hold back any longer. I picked her up and brought her to the bed.
“You taste so fucking good, Katrina.” I settled over her, kissing her until we couldn’t breathe. My hands pulled her dress up as the need to touch and taste her everywhere preoccupied my mind. I dragged my kisses lower, sucking on her nipple through the pretty lace of her bra. God, how long had I wanted to bury my face in her magnificent tits?
“Oh God.” She arched up like she was offering herself to me.
Inside, my brain was rejoicing. Finally, she was mine. I continued to kiss her, journeying down over her belly, pushing her panties down so I could discover the sweetness between her thighs.
I moved down, settling my shoulders between her thighs and slipping my hands underneath her backside to lift her sweet pussy to my mouth.
“I’ve wanted you like this forever,” I said roughly. And then I took what I’d dreamed about for over ten years. I buried my face into her hot, wet pussy.
She cried out, and it was like she was finally giving me permission to show her how good I could make her feel. I wasn’t going to fuck this up. My goal was to give her the orgasm of a lifetime.
I teased her clit, swirling my tongue around it, loving how her hips moved in rhythm to my ministrations. Her fingers laced through my hair and gripped my scalp. She was holding me to her, not pushing me away, thank fuck.
I sucked her clit into my mouth, and she gasped, her knees opening wider. She was mine now. All mine. It was a heady feeling to finally have this strong, guarded woman surrendering to me.
I pressed my hands against her thighs, opening them even more as I licked my way down to her pussy hole and then thrust my tongue inside her, flicking her sweet pink walls.
“Oh God…yes…yes.” Her hips were gyrating. She was fucking my face and I was the happiest man in the world. I used my tongue and lips to push her up and up, and just when she teetered on the edge of orgasm, I stopped.
“Ryder,” her voice sounded pleading.
It was music in my ears. I could live the rest of my life just making her talk to me like that. Beg me to make her come. So, I repeated my actions, fucking her with my mouth, bringing to the edge before backing off.
She whimpered. “Stop teasing.”
“Do you need to come?” I murmured against her pussy lips.
“Yes.” Her hips rose and she moaned.
“Do you want me to make you come?” I gave one quick lick through her pussy.
“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 went 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
