She loved the fullness between her legs. The intimacy of being joined with him. The heat they generated.
Ryan’s hands left her waist and eased up to her breasts. He massaged them and swept his thumbs over her hard nipples, exciting her even more.
He seemed equally enthralled. His gaze locked with hers and myriad emotions she’d seen earlier in his eyes returned. He swallowed hard, then said, “You really are so beautiful, sweetheart. My kind of angel.”
Suddenly, he sat up. A startled sound fell from Ginger’s lips, but she quickly adjusted to the new position as Ryan’s fingers circled her calves and he pulled her legs from beneath her, one at a time, so that she was sitting in his lap with her legs loosely wrapped him.
“Oh.” She moaned again. “Good Lord, Ryan.” He felt huge inside her. It took a few seconds for her to adjust to him. But she enjoyed every moment.
“Is this okay for you?” he asked.
“It’s perfect,” she assured him. “I like how you feel and how close you are to me.” She wound her arms around his neck and kissed him. Then she said, “You don’t have to worry about crushing me and I get to kiss you and touch you.”
He groaned. “You have no idea the things you do to me.” His mouth was on her neck again, and she reveled in the softness of his lips and the slight pressure from the tip of his tongue.
His hands roamed her body. Up her sides, around to her back, down to her ass. All the while, he rocked gently as she clenched and released his cock.
“I am so hot for you,” he told her. “It’s not easy keeping it together when I’m inside you.”
“Stay as long as you want,” she said. Her head fell back on her shoulders, giving him better access to her throat.
One of his hands stayed on her ass as he held her in a semi-embrace, as the other swept up to her breast and he caressed it before dipping his head and sucking her nipple into his mouth.
Ginger’s soft whimpers mingled with the muted trumpets and sexy saxophones coming from the iPod dock. Her body moved easily with Ryan’s and a maelstrom of emotions whirled in her stomach.
This really was perfection, she thought. Such an intimate position and such intense sensations—all accompanied by Ryan’s hunky body pressed to hers and his mouth on her sensitive flesh. His cock steadily thrust into her as they rocked together, causing the tension to mount within her again.
She whispered, “I want you to come with me.”
“I’m close,” he murmured against her breast. “God, you make me so hard. So in need of you.”
She wove her finge
rs through his hair as the other hand clutched his shoulder. “I want you to feel as good as I do.”
“Ginger, sweetheart,” he said as he lifted his head and stared into her eyes. “Nothing has ever felt better.”
He kissed her tenderly, and it was her undoing. Her pussy contracted around his cock as she tore her mouth from his. A throaty moaned echoed in the room, followed by a heartier, “Ryan!” as she came.
“Oh yeah,” he said on a jagged breath. “Squeeze me tight. Just like that.”
He rocked them faster, and thrust harder. Seconds later, she felt the tremors in his body. Then his cock surged and pulsed deep within her as he called out her name. And came inside her while she held him tight.
Though it was an explosive sensation, something more definitive occurred…
Ryan worked Ginger’s legs into a kneeling position and then he fell back against the pile of pillows, hauling her down on top of him. His chest heaved with his labored breathing and his cock throbbed from the powerful release.
His fingers threaded through her hair and he swept strands off her neck and shoulders. He draped an arm across her back as she nuzzled against him, her lips grazing his throat.
“Jesus, that was something else,” he said as the pads of his fingers drew abstract patterns on her skin.
She was quiet as she remained tucked against his body.
“Ginger?”
A sweet sound met his ears, akin to a soft purr.
He grinned. “I left you speechless?”