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“Impatient, are we? I wanna have my dinner first.” Ryder flicks his tongue against my clit relentlessly. It’s so fucking good I squirm.

“Oh, yes!”

I know I’m loud, but I can’t cope with how he’s alternating between stretching my pussy with his fingers and lapping at me vigorously. My hips buck into his filthy, sinful mouth as I tug him against me. If he doesn't stop sucking and licking my clit, I won’t be able to hold off much longer.

“Ryder.” His name is a curse as an orgasm rips through. Every nerve ending in my body is vibrating.

Ryder stands and leans in, feasting on my mouth again in no time. The warmth of his bare skin sets mine ablaze. I tug him closer, sucking on his tongue the way he was sucking on me just a few seconds ago. His large hands knead my breasts. “These are fucking perfect.”

“I thought they were tiny,” I say, panting as he squeezes a nipple.

“Perfect for this,” he leans down and captures my nipples in his mouth, sucking around it then covering it with his hot mouth. He bites my sensitive skin and I arch my back, the pleasure hitting me straight between my legs.

He pulls away, breathless, “Gimme a sec….”

I nod, shifting in the bed, watching his tight ass make its way to the door where he discarded his jeans. He picks it up and winks at me over his shoulder.

He stalks forward. “Like what you see, Ash?”

He shamelessly strokes his length, and my face feels like it’ll combust.

“Oh, I like it,” I giggle despite being nervous by the length of it. Ryder crawls up the bed, his thick erection bouncing, making me clench my pussy.

He gets on his knees between my legs, sitting back on his haunches. Ripping the condom packet with his teeth and discarding the foil on the floor, he slips it on excruciatingly slowly. His eyes lock on mine, and he smirks at me in a way that makes me want to climb him like a tree.

“Don’t make me beg.” I bite my lips, unable to stop smiling.

Lining his dick at my entrance, he says breathlessly. “I’ve been waiting for this….”

He sinks into me, stretching my walls while taking my breath away. “…a fucking long time.”

Ryder grabs my wrists, pins them above my head, and pulls out, then thrusts back in. He fucks me with slow, forceful pumps. I bite my lip to keep from screaming, but it’s all too much. Fuck, this is heaven. The physical high crashes through me and a low hum falls from my lips.

I pulled him closer by his ass, bending my knees and thrusting my hips to meet his vigorous thrusts. I’ve had sex before, but this, fuck, this is so fucking over-the-top.

“We’re gonna have to see about that hating me thing…because fuck….”

His movements quicken and I shut my eyes, knowing I won’t be able to hold it much longer.

“Open those eyes, Ash. Let me see how good I make you feel.”

My eyes fly open, and I scream his name when I come, shivering beneath him, unable to fully comprehend the overwhelming pleasure. His muscles are taut under my fingers, his cock swells, his body vibrates, and then he’s spilling inside me, while profanities are muffled into my neck.

He hovers over me, and we’re out of breath, laughing and trying to gain our composure until a loud knock on the door has us breaking apart and scrambling to get our clothes on. He ties the condom and shoves it in his jacket pocket, and I can’t even hide the embarrassment. I try to set my aunt's bed again, but it’s still a fucking mess.

“Out of the window,” I order, and he places a kiss on my lips and does as he’s told.

I open the door, and a red-faced Marcy is standing, ready to charge.

“Ash? Thank God it’s you. I thought some assholes got in and were romping on my mom’s Egyptian cotton sheets.

“Nope. No assholes in here. Just me.”

Her shoulders visibly relax. “I thought you were in bed already.”

“Yeah…um…I had to use the bathroom.” Which I clearly forgot I needed. “Yours was occupied.”

Something shattering grabs her attention, and she’s flying down the hallway. I breathe a sigh of relief, close the door, and make a dash for my room.


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