Page 92 of It Never Was

"You taste so fucking good." His words vibrate through me as he continues to suck on my clit.

"Ohhh…fuck…yes…." The moans fall off my lips as he consumes me like I am his last meal, diving two fingers into me, curving them to meet the spot that makes my eyes roll back.

"That's right, come on my fingers, show me your mine." His hot breath causes my core to tighten, his fingers continue to caress that sweet spot. His words only made my climax heighten.

"Yes, Parker, yes." I pant.

"God, you moan my name so sweetly." His free hand glides up my torso, takes one full breast, he starts kneading it while his thumb teases my nipple. All the teasing of my nerves enhanced my pleasure. My back arches as I feel myself about to tip over the edge with pleasure.

"Come for me Ryen."

"I—" my body shatters and his mouth gently sucks. The room spins and my legs twitch. Pure and utter ecstasy washes over me as he pulls his fingers out, one last lick up my slit flicking my swollen clit as he reaches the top. I look down at him as he grins devilishly at me while he puts his two fingers in his mouth and cleans me off of them.

It's the hottest thing I have ever seen, "So sweet." His eyes darken, putting each hand under my knees he yanks me close to him. He is still wearing his boxer briefs and I can see how hard he is under the thin gray fabric. I want to reach for it, touch it, taste it in my mouth.

"Are you ready for me Rye?"

"Yes," I breathe the word out craving him inside me, I can feel myself growing wet all over again at the thought of him filling me up. He traces his hands up my thighs, meeting my core once again. Taking one hand he rubs me, feeling how wet I am he looks down at me through hooded eyes.

"That's my girl, nice and wet for me." He continues to rub, making my hips involuntarily grind against his touch, "Eager, are we?" I nod as I bite my bottom lip, watching his hand move in a circular motion. "I'm gonna take my time with you, be patient."

I whimper as his touch disappears. I wiggle my hips in frustration.

A taunting deep chuckle escaped his lips, "Patience." He whispers, grabbing one leg, tracing his lips up and down it before placing it to the side of him and continuing the same motion on the next leg.

I see his cock twitch under the fabric as he nips my inner calf making me yelp, "You see something you want?" He eyes me with a lifted brow.

I nod waiting with bated breath for him to show me himself bare, just as bare as I was in front of him, "Words Ryen, use your words. Tell me what you want." His voice was laced with pure sex, making my insides melt. He wasn't degrading me, wasn't belittling. He truly wanted to hear me use my voice, he wanted to know exactly what I wanted to feel good.

Embarrassment made my throat close up as I opened my mouth, but no words came. I don't think I will ever get over how flustered he makes me. He reached a handout closely observing my face as he gently rubbed my cheek with his fingertips, his thumb pulled slightly at my bottom lip. "I want to hear what you want," his voice was hoarse, gazing at my lips, waiting for my response. He leaned in closer, stroking his hot tongue across my bottom lip, "let me give you what you want."

"I-I" I stutter but push on, "I want you inside me."

"Yes ma'am."

I scoot on my elbows to back further on the mattress, he throws off his own clothes and pulls a condom from the nightstand, hooded eyes aimed at me as he pulls it over his hardness. He walked over to me and the heat in those ash filled eyes made me shiver in anticipation.

He grabbed my ankles and brought me back to the edge of the bed, dropping to his knees, "My girl said she wanted me inside her," he dragged his hand down my center, feeling how wet I already was, "But she didn't say what part of me." He dipped his finger in me, hooking the tip, slowly pumping in and out of me. I could hear my wetness growing with every grind of his palm on my clit.

"Ahhh fuck me," the moan rolled out of me.

"Oh, I plan on it. What do you want inside of you."

"Your," I grind against his palm needing more, so much more, "Cock. I need your cock inside me." I rush the words out.

"I think I can make that happen."

He lifts my legs over his shoulder and pushes all the way inside me with one deep thrust.

Holy shit fuck.

My eyes hit the back of my head and for a moment I think they are stuck. He pulls out completely and goes right back in holding my thighs to his chest. He finds his rhythm, and my moans grow louder when his hand glides to my clit and he pumps harder.

"Yes," I breathed out.

"Fucking shit…you’re so tight for me."

I meet his thrusts, bouncing myself as much as I can on his dick.

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