Hooking my underwear to one side, he licks the length of me before giving a little suck on my clit.
“Fuck,” I choke out. “Just like that.”
He chuckles, his laughter vibrating through my pussy.
“More…” I beg, fisting his hair, trying to get him to where I want him.
“Uh-uh, darlin’. You ain’t in control here. I am.” Then he attacks. Using his fingers to spread me open and spear his tongue inside me. It’s so dirty and delicious that I cry into the night.
“Yeah, Kitten. Scream for me.” He latches onto my clit as he pushes two thick fingers inside me, curling them deep.
“Yes… yes, God… yes…” The words are choppy, the sensations he’s wreaking on my body making it hard to breathe.
“Could eat this pussy all night long.” His licks turn downright filthy as he laps at me, teasing me like I’m his own personal dessert.
“I’m close,” I say. “Don’t stop. Don’t—”
But Ryder tears away from me, the rush of pleasure abating and leaving me cold.
“What the fuck, Ryder,” I protest but his hand is at his jeans, snapping his button open.
He pushes them down over his hips, his thick cock standing to attention.
“Only one place I want you to come, baby. All over my dick.” Ryder slides his hands under my ass and lifts me onto him, sliding into me so slowly I want to scream.
“Ryder, fuck me,” I demand. It feels too good. The way he stretches me, fills me to the hilt.
“Never been as good as this,” he rasps before pulling out and slamming inside, so hard I see stars.
He pounds into me like a man possessed, fucking me into the ground. Gone is the sweet burly biker who brought me out here for a picnic, replaced by a dark angel who knows exactly how to make me scream his name.
He leans over me, changing the angle, making it deeper. “This pussy,” he slides a hand between us, holding me open while he pistons his hips with small shallow thrusts, “is mine. Mine.”
The word echoes through me.
Because in that moment, I want to be his.
I want this to mean something.
Even if a piece of my heart still belongs to Styx.
* * *
After Ryder made me come so hard I screamed into the wilderness like a banshee, we lie under the stars, keeping each other warm. We still haven’t talked about the serious stuff and I’m okay with that.
I’m still okay with it as he gives me a ride back into town and when he pulls over down the road to give me a searing kiss before sending me on my way with bruised lips and a delicious ache between my legs.
I had fun tonight.
Lots of fun and I’m beginning to think that maybe this thing with Ryder is worth exploring.
A smile touches my lips as I slip into the house. Downstairs is steeped in darkness but there’s a note on the kitchen counter from Aunt Cassie.
Hey sweetie. Your mom got tired so I put her to bed. Going to keep an eye on her so don’t worry. Hope you had a nice night.
AC xo
She might have arrived in Red Ridge like a whirlwind but I’m glad she’s here.