Page 88 of Stick With Me
A kiss just above my knee. “Up.”
A nip on my inner thigh. “An.”
A caress of his tongue followed by a gentle pull of his lips on my hip. “Appetite.”
His fingers hook into my panties, and I eagerly lift my hips to help him. My legs spread, the heat of his breath mixing with the cold air against my exposed skin.
I bite my lip, but a whimper escapes as his tongue laps at my center and circles my clit. Unlike last time, there’s no slow buildup. He’s a man on a mission, and his mission is to make me come.
Reaching up, he pulls the neckline of my dress down, and one of my breasts pops free. He fills his hand with me, running his thumb over my nipple. Eagerly chasing the climax that feels so close, I run both hands through his hair, shamelessly pulling him closer as I circle my hips.
“Ry.” He groans against me, and it’s the only word I manage to utter before all the sensations crest.
He continues to run his tongue over me, causing me to shudder with aftershocks. My body finally goes limp against the unforgiving floor. When I look down at Ryan, still propped between my legs, he’s already looking up at me with a sly smile. “Have you learned your lesson?” he asks, trying to sound serious, but he can’t hide the humor in his voice.
I raise an eyebrow in challenge. “So, the lesson is that not listening to you equals an orgasm?”
He buries his chuckle against my hip, but I feel the vibration in his chest. “I guess it’s a good thing you’re not into BDSM. I’d be terrible at punishment.”
I shake my head and straighten up enough to stand. Looking down, I don’t bother hiding my perusal, noticing his pants are tented. “Come on, I know how much you want to do it in bed,” I tease him.
My skin still buzzes as we make our way to my bedroom. Once we reach the bed, I guide him until his back rests against the headboard. His eyes roam over me hungrily as I undo the zipper at my side and shimmy out of my dress, leaving me completely bare.
His eyes are filled with questions, but he doesn’t stop me as I straddle his lap. He grips my hips without trying to control my movements. Running my palm between his spread thighs, I undo his belt and free him, stroking him lazily.
He tips his head back with a deep groan.
Feeling comfortable in my own skin gives me the confidence to take what I want, and Ryan seems more than happy to let me. Turns out my newfound confidence isn’t just good for making friends, but also in the bedroom. The fact that I crave Ryan like no other helps, too.
His gaze dips to take it in before quickly returning to mine. Gently gripping me below the jaw, he brings my lips to his.
When I whimper, he pulls back enough to meet my eyes. “I love your sounds, baby. They’re only for me, right?”
I nod my head jerkily.
“This is real, right? You and me, we’re real,” he murmurs.
The fact that he even has to ask makes my heart rate kick up. How could he think this is anything other than real? “Of course we are. Yes, of course,” I say, failing to keep the emotion out of my voice.
No more words are spoken as I position him at my entrance and sink down. Creating a slow rhythm, he moves in and out of me, but I need more. Ryan must sense this because he pulls me close, moving my body against his, back and forth, creating the most delicious friction.
Gone is his look of uncertainty. “Suck,” he says, bringing his finger to my lips. And I do, without hesitation.
He takes it out with a wet pop. I’m not sure what I expected, but it was not for him to move that finger down the crease of my ass and circle my hole. I can’t hold back the small yelp of surprise. No one has ever touched me there, it’s a new sensation, but one I don’t hate. It’s Ryan, and I trust him.
His eyes remain on my face, looking for signs of hesitation. “Is this okay?”
“I think so,” I manage to get out.
“Tell me if it doesn’t feel good and I’ll stop, okay?”
I nod, and he brings our lips back together in a demanding kiss, continuing to tease me with that finger, making maddening circles.
I’m on the verge of another orgasm, and when he pushes inside, the sensation of fullness everywhere, sends me over the edge. My body clenches and spasms around his length as he continues to thrust. His movement becomes uncoordinated as he comes with a silent intake of breath.
As we settle, I rest my forehead against his. “That was… new.”
His lips tip up in a smile as he rubs comforting circles into my back. “Did you like it?”
