HARPER
Holy moly.I forgot how intense it is to be with Ryan. I was still trying to recover from that enormous orgasm when he put his hand on my stomach, his face a mixture of pure astonishment and tenderness.
I couldn’t have picked a better father for my child had I tried. There aren’t enough words to describe how that makes me feel. How he makes me feel. For the first time, it really hits home that I’m not alone in this. What have been words via text messages or the phone before, I can now see with my own eyes. I believe he wants to be there, for me and the baby.
A surge of gratitude and attraction replenishes my need for him, my feelings for him making me almost desperate as I get up clumsily, trying to shake off the last bit of weakness from my legs.
After pushing him on his back, I make quick work of his underwear. His gorgeous cock bops against his stomach, and I wrap one hand around his hot length. Wanting to give back everything he’s given me and then some. But that can wait until later. His hungry eyes practically yell at me that he can’t wait another second to be inside me.
Since I feel the same, I straddle him and lean down for a kiss, meeting his eager mouth that’s already waiting for me. We devour each other with an urgency that leaves me breathless. This man takes what he needs while also giving me what I need.
The pressure of his hand at the back of my neck feels amazing, pushing into my skin like he can’t get enough of me. I feel wanted and desired.
And . . . cherished. Like a man would cherish the woman he loves.
I shove those thoughts aside, knowing it’s not the right time, especially not with his hard length rubbing at my clit and driving me insane.
I moan and crush my mouth to Ryan’s once more. I’m crazy with need, caressing his tongue, biting his lower lip, sucking on his upper one. No one has ever made me feel this wild, like the force of our connection unleashed a side of me I didn’t know existed.
“Condom.” Ryan mumbles against my mouth.
I pull back. This topic has been on my mind lately.
“I’m good without one if you are. Obviously, you can’t get me pregnant again, and I was tested for everything.”
“I’m clean, too.” He studies me. “Are you sure?”
I nod.
“Come here.” Ryan tugs me back to his mouth and grabs between us, helping me sink down onto him.
Once he’s all the way in, I close my eyes and take a moment to get used to his size. Has he always been this big, or does it feel differently now with my changing body? Whatever is causing this feeling, it’s pure bliss.
“You’re so fucking sexy.” Ryan pushes up on his elbows and captures my hands. He turns one of them over to kiss it, then bites the palm.
A moan slips past my lips at his unexpected move. It’s like I’m hypersensitive when it comes to him, and everything he does creates an inferno inside me. His words, his actions.
Everything about this man turns me on.
It’s also a reminder of our first night together where he bit my butt cheeks. No one had ever done that before, and it was one of the most sensual experiences of my life.
My hips roll and lift, and I change my rhythm and speed according to every new sensation I feel. It’s almost like this is the first time we’re having sex.
As promised, he lets me lead but gives as good as I do, adapting to me like we’re one person, almost anticipating my next move before I do it.
“Yes, gorgeous, just like that.”
Ryan’s hands never leave my skin, but he’s gentle with me, like I knew he would be. He’s still demanding, but his touch is soft around my breasts, exactly the way I need it. Everywhere else is fair game, and I love that. Need it even.
He squeezes my butt and drives into me hard, and we both moan. The tingles double, and the urgency triples as we both head toward our releases.
The speed picks up, and Ryan’s fingers dig into my hips.
“Baby, come for me.”
I fall over the edge so unexpectedly and forcefully, I nearly smack into Ryan’s chest.
But he’s right there, like he’s been all this time, catching me and tugging me to his chest. He pumps his hips one more time before he groans into my ear.