Page 61 of The Model

He laughed and pulled me closer to his side.

Stepping onto the elevator, we saw Alyssa walking with Brad and Annalise, but were too far away for us to hold the doors for them.

“Why did you want her on the project?” He nodded outside the elevator.

Looking up, I saw his brows were pulled tight. “Alyssa?”

“You wanted her, and yet you’d never worked with her before.”

“I did because once I saw her, I knew you two would look perfect together, and I wanted to help your career as much as I could. Trust me, I called anyone I knew who’d worked with her in the past to make sure she was qualified. Did you think I’d hire Lana?”

“Only if there was a possibility of a serial killer on the set.” He chuckled but quieted down quickly. “Besides her being quiet and opening her mouth when she shouldn’t, Alyssa’s easy to work with.” Pulling my back to his back and his hands cradling my tiny bump, we looked at ourselves in the mirrored walls of the elevator. We were unconventional, but we looked good together. “She’s not as nice as working with you.”

Placing my hands over his, our eyes connected in the mirror. “It was one time, and it won’t happen again.”

“Never, say never.” Leaning down, he trailed kisses up the column of my neck. “Look where we are now. Who would have thought when we met, we’d be getting married?”

Certainly not me. I thought it was an incredible one-night stand with the hottest model who’d ever walked into my studio, and who I might one day work with again. If I was lucky, we’d hook up again.

“I never thought I’d get married at all and most definitely not in Vegas unless I was drunk.” People would undoubtedly think Ryder had been drunk when they found out he’d married me in Sin City. “Did you ever picture yourself married?”

Resting his cheek on the top of my head, he tightened his grip around my waist. “Eventually, when I found the right woman, yes, but not this early in my life,” he let out a contented sigh. “Then, I spotted you. I’m not going to lie to you and say I thought we’d get married the day we met because that would be a lie. It was pure lust. You are unlike anyone I’ve ever met. Everything about you turns me on from your blue hair, beautiful tattoos, all the way down to your cute little toes.” One hand skated up my ribcage, and with his thumb and forefinger, Ryder expertly found my nipple ring through my clothing. He pulled roughly sending zings of pleasure straight down to my core. I looked up to see we still had ten more floors before we could get off the elevator. I wanted to hit the emergency button, so I could strip him bare and swallow his cock deep into my throat. “You didn’t think I forgot about these, did you? They’re hot as hell and make me want to do something crazy like pierce my dick.

Yes, please!

His chuckle was deep and low as he pulled me out of the elevator and down the hall to our room. “I see you like the sound of that idea. Why don’t you let me play with yours tonight and let me show you how much they turn me on?”

“I’ll never say no to that.”

Ryder slipped the card into the door as my hands went around his waist from behind. My fingers deftly undid first his button and then the zipper before reaching inside his pants to pull him out. I loved that he didn’t wear underwear. It was just one of the things about him that turned me on.

“I thought you were tired.”

My hands slid up his rock-hard abs. “Not anymore. I want to feel you inside of me, and then I can fall asleep. I’m desperate to feel the weight of your body on mine. To feel your hands trace along my heated skin, and for you to fill me with your cock.”

“Fuck,” he moaned. “You have no idea how sexy you are, do you? I was going to try and be good and let you get some sleep, and then you had to go and say that.” Leaning down, he bit through the fabric of my t-shirt and bra to pull at my nipple. Lifting his head, he smirked down at me before he whipped my shirt over my head and had my bra off in one-second flat. Bending down, he helped me out of my shorts and panties with care before he popped back up. His hands were already pulled at his waistband when he ordered in a voice deeper than I’d ever heard it before. “Get on the bed.”

Backing up to the bed, I laid down and watched as Ryder stalked toward me, his long legs ate up the space between us. Moving onto the bed, he straddled my chest with one hand going to the headboard. Raising up onto his knees, he inched closer, and I watched in wonder. I had an idea where this was going and wondered if he could read my mind. Did he know how much I wanted to taste him?

With his free hand, Ryder gripped his length and rimmed my lips with his pre-cum. “Open your pretty little mouth for me and suck my cock. I want to feel it in your throat.”

Obeying his command, I opened my mouth as he fed each glorious inch passed my parted lips until his mushroomed head hit the back of my throat. I wasn’t great at deep throating, but damn if Ryder didn’t bring out the inner slut in me and make me want to try until I was a champion.

“Swallow me, my sexy girl.” Relaxing my throat, I swallowed and gagged, making me have to breathe deeply through my nose. Ryder held back and watched me as I tried again. This time when I was successful, he slid the rest of the way in and growled out. “Are you ready for me to fuck your pretty mouth?”

My only reaction was for my hands to grab his ass and push him forward. That was all the signal Ryder needed. He didn’t hold back as he thrust deep and pulled back only to do it over and over again. His deep moans caused my clit to throb. I moved one hand between my legs and circled my bundle of nerves.

“Oh, God, I don’t know what I want to watch more. You touching yourself or your lips around my dick.”

My answer was to swirl my tongue around the thick vein underneath as he pulled out almost to the tip.

“Fuck,” he moaned. His face looked almost pained as I sucked on the tip. “I…I want to be inside of you when I come. I want to be the one to bring you pleasure now and always.” He pulled out and sat back on his haunches. “Come, let me fill you with my cock.”

I couldn’t deny that I’d much rather feel Ryder inside of me.

With my hands on his shoulders, I slowly lowered myself down on his length. Ryder’s hands rested on my hips as he watched inch by inch of his magnificent cock disappear. Closing my eyes, I relished how he filled and stretched me. When I was fully seated, I opened my eyes to see his normally blue-green orbs were dark with need.

His thumb grazed along my bottom lip. “I love seeing your lips swollen from sucking my cock. There’s nothing hotter.”

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