Page 72 of Find Me

I smile at him, and emotions I can’t quite place swirl in my chest as desire washes over me. “Well,” I say, as I open my legs wider in front of him, his gaze tracking every movement, “enjoy your meal.”

He drops to his knees and pulls me towards him, burying his head between my legs and absolutely devouring me. A moan escapes my lips as his hands expertly explore my body, his tongue threatening to tip me over the edge already. The table is hard and cold underneath me, but the softness of his lips and tongue on me sends waves of pleasure through my body, making me forget where I am. All that exists right now is us, and the world melts away as my desire builds.

I’m writhing, unable to stay still under his touch. A growl sounds from his lips in response to my breathy moans, reverberating throughout my entire body.

“Fuck, that feels so good,” I say as I throw myself back even further, wrapping my legs over his shoulders, pulling myself as close to him as possible, wanting as much as he can give.

I can feel his smile on me as he chuckles in response, his hands digging into my skin as he continues, eating me as if he is starving and I’m the only thing that can satisfy his hunger. “You taste incredible, love,” he says, muffled between my thighs. I can feel the heat of his words against me, and it sends shivers of pleasure down my spine. I moan an indistinguishable response as he dips his head lower, and I gasp as his tongue continues to explore me, flicking and circling around my clit, before dipping into my very center.

I feel my muscles start to tense as he brings me past the point of no return. I shatter into a million pieces, his tongue never stopping as waves of pleasure sweep over me, my body trembling as ecstasy courses through my veins.

I take a breath and collapse, smiling as I throw my hands over my face, my legs slowly relaxing on his shoulders.

“That was…” I start before trailing off, trying to catch my breath and find my thoughts.

“Incredible? The best you’ve ever had?” he interrupts playfully.

I smile as he showers my inner thighs with kisses before slowly running his tongue between my folds one last time as if he is trying to savor the taste of my pleasure.

“Christ, you don’t know what you do to me,” he says, his green eyes dancing as he starts to stand.

I prop myself onto my elbows, the movement taking more effort than I care to admit, my orgasm having spent all my energy.

“I think I do,” I say, smiling as I raise an eyebrow and look suggestively at the erection straining against his pants.

He reaches a hand towards me, helping me off the table. But before I have my feet fully underneath me, he grabs me, turning me around and bending me over the cold marble. His hands pin me down firmly, and I gasp audibly, whether in surprise or arousal, I don’t know.

His body presses against my back, and I wish I wasn’t still wearing my shirt, wanting to feel him on me without anything between us.

His lips brush over my ear as he leans in closer, and I breathe in the smell of him, leather and warm citrus, as another wave of desire washes over me. Heat pools between my legs, and as if he can sense my need for him, he lets go of me with one hand. I moan as a finger, then two, make their way inside of me.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asks, his voice husky with desire.

I can barely think with the sensory overload I’m experiencing right now. His body pressing against me, his lips trailing across my cheek, his fingers moving rhythmically inside of me.

“More.” I pant, as his fingers find the perfect spot. “I want more.”

“Good girl.” He smiles, pushing himself off of me. I hear him pull his pants down, and my body trembles with anticipation as I feel the tip of him nudge into me slowly. “You feel amazing.” He growls.

Butterflies gather in my stomach as I await what’s coming next. He pushes forward, and I feel the thickness of him fill me. I moan softly, unable to control the sensation as he begins to move, his pace a slow and deliberate rhythm.

“I will never get tired of watching you take all of me.” He growls, moving his hands to my hips, pulling me into him as he increases his pace.

Electricity courses through me as he continues to drive into me and I can feel my muscles tightening around him, instinctively pulling him deeper into me, wanting all of him. He quickens his pace, and I can feel myself start to shatter, the electricity within me building to an uncontainable level.

The intense pleasure starts to overpower me, desperate for release.

“Come for me,” he commands. I can hear his ragged breathing as his pace becomes more frenzied, each movement bringing me closer to the edge.

I feel his name on my lips as wave after wave of my orgasm comes crashing down on me, and in one final thrust he finds his own release, burying himself deep within me.

For a moment time stands still, and all that exists is us. A part of me wishes we could stay like this forever, just the two of us isolated from the outside world.

Our breathing slows, and he plants a kiss on my back as he slowly pulls out of me, the evidence of our pleasure dripping down my legs.

“Well, this is awkward.” An unmistakable voice sounds.

I jump, turning around to see Ryan grinning ear to ear.

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