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“I can feel you, Ryan,” I moaned in his ear. “You're so big and hard.”
But after mentioning his manhood, a seriousness gripped Ryan. He pulled himself back, a sober look in his eye.
“What? What's wrong?” I asked.
“I—I don't want to make you do anything you don't want to do.”
Wow.I'd never heard those words from a guy before. Ever.
We stared at each other, wondering what came next.
“It's okay,” I said at last. I grabbed his hand and lowered it to my thigh. “We can do other things?”
The pads of his fingers climbed my legs, painting long, torturous lines up my inner-thighs. When he reached my crotch, I was more than ready for him—Ineededhim. Delicately, Ryan stroked the crotch of my panties. He let out a growl, thick and throaty and full of conflicted desire.
“You're dripping wet, Ella.”
Driven wild by my wetness, Ryan pressed himself closer against me. He shoved his tongue into my mouth, and his thick hand slid under my panties. His skilled fingers caressed my bare flesh and neared my folds.
His voice was dry, coarse, demanding. “Ineedto taste you.”
With my pulse thumping in my neck, I nodded.
And I watched as Ryan slithered off the couch and onto the floor.
Chapter 16
Waited This Long
Radar
I was sure I could stop before things gottoofar. She was a virgin and I wasn't going to be the one to steal that from her. Just a goodnight kiss, just one little kiss, to get it out of our system. A taste would hold me over, right? I mean, I wasn't going toactuallytry to sleep with Lance's little sister … right?
But,fuck,Ella's lips felt so right against mine. I loved kissing her, I loved the way she smelled, the way she tasted, the way she writhed and moved against my body. God, this was exactly what I was fantasizing about all night, whether or not I even knew it myself …
The soft little moans she made sent tingles down my spine. IknewI wanted her, of course I did! Those sounds of hers, those gasps and sighs, well, they made my balls heavy and I needed to touch her all over. I loved the weight of her tits in my hand, and wondered what they'd look like if I could get her out of that dress. I wanted to feel the damp warmth of her breath against my neck, as she screamed in orgasm—
No, Radar, don't think like that.
Still. We couldn't stop. I wasn't sure where we were heading, but I knew it wasn't good.
She wrapped her legs around me and pulled me into her. Even through my trousers, I could feel her blistering heat, calling for my cock like a siren's song.
Oh my God. Her pussy's so hot.
I couldn't help myself. I had to stop.Hadto stop, before it was too late.
I tried. “I—I don't want to make you do anything you don't want to do,” I said.
But she took my hand and lowered it to her legs.
Oh, wow, okay.
I couldn't control myself anymore. My hands, with a mind of their own, traveled up her legs. She wanted it, she opened her thighs for me, and I touched her panties. Stunned, my mouth fell open. She'd completely soaked her panties. Sweltering waves of her animal heat radiated against my fingers, daring me to enter her and see just how hot and tight shereallywas.
And any restraint I might've had left just went flying out the window.
I threw myself into her, and my fingers quickly found their way under her panties. She was shaven, completely smooth, and so moist my fingers glided across her wetness. Her blazing heat grew hotter as I neared her slit.
