In minutes my dress is discarded on the floor, followed by my underwear. He takes his time undressing as I lean back on the bed to watch. I have memorized every dip and muscle, every strong line and rigid edge. Ryder leans in and places gentle kisses on my chest and down my belly igniting every nerve in my body.
“There’s no going back from this. You’re mine and nothing and no-one is going to fuck it up this time.”
“Ryder...”
“Yeah baby?” he asks, his breath warm across my skin.
“I need you…now.”
He kisses my hip bone, and I can feel his smile on my skin. He keeps kissing down to my inner thigh and I’m a panting mess when he finally blows against my pussy. I shut my eyes, as he works his expert tongue inside me. Slow at first, then more urgent, devouring me like I’m his favorite dessert. My fingers tangle in his messy hair, tugging on the strands.
And just when I reach a precipice, he stops, grinning at me from his place between my thighs.
“No!” I groan.
“No what, kitten? You want me to keep eating this pussy?”
I nod, heat flooding my cheeks at his filthy words, and when he presses his tongue against me again, I cry out, my entire body shuddering.
The next time he moves his mouth, he kisses his way up to my mouth and then settles between my thighs.
“I’ve missed this pussy on my tongue. I’ve missed you in my bed.”
My hands cup his face, the raging storm in his eyes finally breaking. “Show me how much.”
He lines up at my entrance, sliding his thick cock along my slit. I moan, moving my hips, needing more friction.
“Fuck!” He growls, and pushes inside me, his cock filling and stretching me deliciously.
I grip his ass to pull him closer, wrapping my legs around him, heels digging into his ass as he thrusts in and out of me painfully slow.
Ryder whispers words I can barely make out in my euphoric state. The only thing tethering me to the spot is my grip on the sheets.
“I missed you, too,” I whimper, meaning every word. “So, fucking much.”
“I’m not going anywhere, baby. Never again.”
He swivels his hips hitting me in all the right places, eliciting moans and pants.
“I…” Ryder pulls out and then thrusts into me. “Love…” He thrusts inside me again. Harder this time. “You.”
Our lips meet and he groans as he deepens the kiss, his tongue sweeping over mine, his fingers roaming everywhere.
This is where I belong.
With him.
Always.
“I love you too, Ryder.”
We make love long into the night, then till the early morning. A promise in every kiss.
ChapterTwenty-Eight
RYDER
Three years later