Page 54 of The Model

Forever.

Ryder wasted no time removing my clothes. I’d been too distracted by watching him strip and the body that was under all those clothes to think about getting naked myself, let alone move. His eyes were dark, and his face was set as he prowled toward me. He was a man on a mission, and that mission was me. Gripping my thighs, he swiveled on the bed until he was underneath me.

“You have no idea all the things I want to do to you,” he growled out. I felt the vibration through my pussy as he glided me up his chest and didn’t stop until he I was straddling his face. “I want you to ride my face until you can’t scream anymore, and then I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’ll barely be able to walk tomorrow. It will feel like we were never apart.”

Wetness dripped down my legs as he spoke. I loved how much he wanted to possess me and didn’t hold back. Rocking back and forth, his tongue found my clit and swirled. It felt like pure heaven. When he added two fingers into my core, they sent me into overdrive. It had been too long since he’d had his mouth between my legs.

“Fucking hell, the noises you’re making are driving me wild. Come for me on my tongue, my sexy Lexie. I want to lick up every last drop of your pleasure.” The things he said to me and the vibrations of his words pushed me over the edge. My walls clamped down on his fingers as they continued their rhythmic pumping, and I nearly took flight as his skilled mouth sucked hard on my sensitive bud.

“Ryder,” I moaned his name as I fell against the headboard.

“There’s nothing better than hearing my name on your lips while I pleasure you.” He kissed the inside of my thigh and then carefully laid me down beside him. Leaning up on his elbow, Ryder smiled lazily down on me. His chin was still wet from my juices as he dipped down and placed a soft kiss to my mouth.

“Come here.” He demanded lightly as he moved back onto his back and took me with him. He positioned me again, only this time, I was placed with my head on his chest as he slowly ran one hand up and down my back, almost putting me in a trance. My eyes started to flutter shut until his hand dipped down between my legs. One finger pushed inside once and then twice before it moved to a place no man had ever been before. My body tensed and started to slide away.

“Relax,” he tried to soothe me. “I know you’re scared, but I promise if you don’t like it, I’ll stop. I only want to make you feel good.” His index finger breached my puckered hole, and my body went on full alert.

Stilling my body, I looked up at him and asked. “What about you? Don’t you want to feel good?”

“I do, and part of the experience is pleasing your lover, your other half. Relax.” He pushed his finger in a little bit more before pulling out slightly. “Do you not get off on hearing the noises that come from me and watching the way my body moves with each lap of your tongue or rise of your hips?”

“I do,” I moaned and wiggled my hips.

“That’s my girl. I know what will make this all better.” He slipped his finger out, and even though I didn’t think I’d like it, I kind of missed feeling his digit inside of me. Ryder slid out from under me and moved in behind me. Tagging me by my waist, Ryder pulled me up until I was on my hands and knees, moving me like I was a rag doll. His hot length dragged against my thigh, leaving a trail of pre-cum before he rubbed it up and down my slit until it was coated in my juices. Placing it at my entrance, he pushed inside with one brutal thrust. He wasn’t kidding about fucking me hard. My excitement built up as he slammed into me from behind. His balls struck my swollen nub with every thrust while his guttural moan drowned out the slapping of our skin.

One hand pushed down between my shoulder blades while the other continued to glide down until it met the base of my spine. Softly, his fingers ran along one cheek of my ass before they moved to the other. His hips picked up speed until they were driving into me at a savage pace. His thumb pushed against me, and this time, I relaxed as I felt fuller than I’d ever been before in my life.

“Oh my God, Ryder,” I groaned into the mattress.

“I told you it would feel good. You’re already clenching around me, my sexy girl.” He matched my groan as he pumped faster, making me spiral into the abyss.

As Ryder transcended me into another world with the rapture he was delivering on my sex-starved body, he stilled and collapsed on top of me. His chest heaved as he breathed against the nape of my neck. Pulling himself out, I immediately felt the loss and was already starving to feel him fill me again. I wasn’t sure how we were going to get any work done when all I wanted was to have Ryder deep inside of me.

He flopped down on the bed with a wide grin on his face, his dimples popping out. Kissing his shoulder, I moved my ministrations up until I reached his adorable indentations. Placing a kiss on each, I smiled down at him. “Even though I was mad at you, I missed you, dimples.”

His smile disappeared. “If I would have known, I...I don’t know what I could have done differently, but I would have done anything to prevent you from thinking I would have…I can’t even say it. The thought of touching her makes me sick. If she were a man, I’d kicked her ass the next time I saw her.”

Of course, the good guy wouldn’t want to hit a woman, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t. I’d probably claw her eyes out.

“Hey,” Ryder’s gravelly voice brought me out of my musing, “stop thinking about her. She may have fucked with a short portion of our lives, but no longer.”

He was right. I wouldn’t let her take Ryder away from me again. How was it that Ryder had a much better grip on reality than I did?

“You’re wise beyond your years.”

“I’m glad you think so,” he swallowed roughly, looking down. “Does my age bother you?” he asked hesitantly.

“Most of the time, I don’t think about it. If you were immature, then maybe, but most of the time, you seem to think more logically and bring me down from my crazy thoughts. I mean, it’s in the back of my head when I think about the fact that your career is taking off, and in all truth, I am afraid you’ll eventually want to be with someone else.”

“It doesn’t matter how old someone is; that’s the risk you take in any relationship.”

“I know. It’s just an excuse to help me with my fears.”

His eyes flared wide. “Do I really scare you that much?”

“More than you could possibly know, but I’m not going to let my fears get in the way of living my life.”

If I let my fears control me, I wouldn’t be where I was.

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