“Stop,” I say, reveling in the way his lips instantly snap shut at my command until I see a look of defeat cross his face. “We don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for,” I tell him in what I’m hoping is a reassuring tone. “You waited for me tocatch up emotionally,” I admit. “I can wait for you to be ready…physically.”
“No!” He takes a step toward me like he’s ready to stop me from running. When I don’t move, he grins and waves a hand at his engorged erection. “Does itlooklike I’m not ready?” Before I can answer, he admits, “I’msoready, I could come just from looking at you…or hearing you say that you’re mine…or…”
“Then, get on the bed,” I tell him, stopping his rant now that I know his retreat isn’t from sex. It’s only from his fear of coming too soon. “Good boy,” I praise when he walks past me to sit on the end of his bed.
“Not helping,” he whines as he reaches down to pinch the head of his cock.
“Hands off,” I say as I take a step to stand between his spread thighs. As soon as his hands move to grip the edge of the bed beside his knees, I reach for his chin, lifting his gaze to mine. “You think I don’t want to come just as much as you do right now?” When he shakes his head with a huff, I reach for his right hand and pull it between my legs to gather some of the wetness dripping down my thigh. “I’m dripping for you, Tyler.” He lets out a whimper as I lift his hand and shove his fingers into his mouth before lowering myself to my knees in front of him. “Remember that when you’re coming down my throat.”
I don’t mention that this is the first time I’ve ever put a dick in my mouth. Just like I didn’t tell him that I’d never kissed anyone before him. I’ve never been willing to open myself up to anyone enough to do something as intimate as putting my mouth on them before I met him. But I think I’ve read enough spicy romance novels to be able to fake my way through this just like I have our kisses.
When I gag before I’ve taken half of his length into my mouth, I realize that no amount of reading could prepare me for the real thing. I pull back, ignoring the burn in my jaw as I try torelax my throat and lower myself onto him again. The sound of his groan pulls my gaze to his as his dick twitches against my tongue, making me gag again. The flash of desperation in his eyes grounds me enough to swallow, letting him slip further into my throat. His face blurs as tears fill my eyes but I push through it as I bob my head relentlessly until he whimpers as his cock swells.
“Ricki, I’m gonna…” His voice trails off as I feel the first jet of his cum shoot down my now open throat.
I squeeze his trembling thighs as I swallow around him until he lets out a shout as he pumps so much cum into my throat, I’m forced to pull back. I savor his salty flavor even as I pull all the way off of him to catch my breath as he paints my chest white with the rest of his release.
Tyler
I watch in awe as Ricki rises to stand in front of me. If she wanted to show me that she’s mine, I couldn’t have dreamed of a better way than to see her painted with my cum. I take her hips in my hands as I lean forward to lick the wetness from her nipple. When she arches her back with a moan, it’s all the permission I need. I latch onto her and suck, savoring the taste of myself on skin as my hand moves between her legs.
“Don’t stop,” she rasps when I pull back to look at her for direction. “Touch me like you own me…because Iamyours.”
As soon as the words leave her mouth, I enter her pulsing heat with my two middle fingers as my thumb rubs her clit. I feast on her, alternating between her two tits as I rub that spot inside ofher that has her legs trembling the way mine were moments ago. My dick twitches back to life when I feel her clench around my fingers as she cries out her release.
I lie back on the bed, pulling her up to straddle me as I continue to finger her through the aftershocks of her orgasm. I wait for her to stop pulsing around my fingers before I pull them free and bring them to my mouth to suck them clean as she slumps against me. Her legs are still draped on either side of mine and I can feel her juices coating my balls as my erection increases to full mast between us.
When the head of my bare cock brushes her sensitive clit, Ricki lets out a husky moan before grinding against me. The feeling of her wet lips sliding up and down my shaft is unlike anything I’ve ever felt yet I know it’s nothing compared to how it will feel to be inside her. Like she heard my inner thoughts, she pushes the upper part of her body up to stare into my eyes as she lifts her hips, letting just the tip slip into her warm heat.
“Fuuuckk,” I groan as she lowers herself, slowly erasing my virginal status until she’s fully seated. I squeeze my eyes closed and grip the covers beside me when I feel her ass cheeks touch my thighs.
“Look at me, Tyler.” Her tone is more pleading than the commanding one I’ve come to expect and when my gaze meets hers again, I see the same desperate need for connection I feel staring back at me. “Feel this with me.” She swivels her hips and we both whimper, needing more. “Touch me.”
I release my grip on the covers to take her hips in my hands as I thrust up into her, hitting a spot that has us both moaning. Now that my hands are on her, they have a mind of their own, touching and caressing and squeezing everywhere they can reach. Her hands do the same as we find a rhythm together.
We start off slow as we learn each other’s bodies, but the tingling of another orgasm has me pumping into her harder as Irub circles around her clit. When she goes still above me as she cries out that she’s coming, I flip us and drive into her, drawing out her release as mine builds.
“Don’t pull out,” she says when my thrusts become unsteady. “I want to feel you come inside me.”
“Fuck yes!” I shout as my thighs shake.
The thought of pulling out hadn’t occurred to me. I hadn’t even thought about the fact that I wasn’t wearing a condom. When I pull out to see my cum leaking from her perfect pussy, I get the urge to push it back into her. Like it will somehow make her even more mine. Instead of giving in to the barbaric instinct, I roll to the side and pull her to lay on my chest as we catch our breath.
Chapter 17
Ricki
Between fighting my budding feelings for Tyler and stressing about meeting Brady—only to have our introduction blow up in my face—I’d forgotten my original reason for coming to Thorngrove. When my coach reminded me last month that I only have five months to train before the Olympic Team Trials in June, I knew that I needed to get my head back on my career goals.
The problem was, after spending the rest of the winter break in Tyler’s apartment, I had a difficult time getting back into my previous routine. Instead of spending all my free time in the pool, I’d been spending it with him. I was still the top swimmer on my team, but that didn’t guarantee that my times would begood enough to get onto the Olympic Swim Team this summer. So, I started pulling back from our relationship to focus on swimming.
It was harder than I thought it would be not to answer the phone every time he called until he started pushing for me to go to Brady and Skyler’s wedding in Virginia Beach with him in a couple of weeks. Despite his assurances that Brady was open to spending time with me, my fear of another rejection from my estranged brother had me shutting down completely.
I told him I needed time and space. I told him I needed to focus on my training. I told him our relationship was moving too fast. None of what I said wasn’t true, but it wasn’t the whole truth, either.
I didn’t tell him how scared I was to get attached to another person just to have them decide they didn’t want me in their life. I’d already opened myself up to Tyler more than any other person in my life. I’d never had anyone besides my mom that I’d cared about losing before. The lack of control made me feel crazy. I didn’t want to open myself up to more of that with Brady. Especially after the way our first meeting went.
“That’s what I’m talking about!” My coach praises me when I push myself out of the pool. “You beat your own record.”