Page 133 of Desperate Pucker
My mouth falls open as I gasp. He drops another kiss to the side of my neck, and I shiver.
The need within me amps up. When he slides his cock inside my pussy, I start to cry out, but then I quickly press my lips shut.
He flashes a devilish grin. “Oh, princess. It’s gonna be hard for you to be quiet, isn’t it?”
I nod, a soft whimper escaping my lips. He pushes in farther, and my eyelids flutter as I adjust to his size. He’ssothick andsobig, and it’s been so long since I’ve had sex…
“Okay?” he asks.
My heart melts at how he’s checking up on me.
I gaze up at him. “Yes.”
When he pushes all the way in, my face falls forward against his chest. “Oh god…” I murmur into his tuxedo jacket.
Above me, I hear him grunt. “Fuck, Maddy. You’re so tight.”
Gently, he presses his teeth along the hinge of my jaw, then kisses me softly.
My brain is fuzzy at how good it feels to be filled up with Ryker’s cock, how he stretches me out…
God. So good.
When I lean my head back, I see him wetting his thumb against his tongue. He teases my clit. He doesn’t thrust. He just stays there, inside of me, while he plays with me.
My eyes roll back as the pleasure sharpens inside of me.
“Ryker…” I whine. “You’re so good to me.”
He lets out a rough growl and kisses me, his tongue teasing mine.
After a minute, he leans back. I take in the hazy look in his eyes. An intensity I don’t recognize sparks in his gaze.
“I’d do anything for you, Maddy. Anything in the world.”
Emotion bubbles up my chest, and my heart thuds faster. I know it. Without a doubt. I can feel it in every cell of my body, just how much Ryker means it.
“I know,” I rasp as I start to clench around him. The pressure is already building so fast.
He starts to thrust. A low grunt slips from his thick lips. The skin on his cheeks and neck is flushed. He’s so turned on, he almost looks angry.
“Do you know how long I’ve wanted to fuck you, Maddy?”
I let out a shaky breath. A whimper follows despite my mouth being closed. I can’t help it. Ryker’s cock feels too good, and my body can’t handle it.
He smirks at me. “Can you be quiet while I fuck you, princess?”
I shake my head. “I…I don’t know if I can.”
That smile doesn’t budge as he presses his hand over my mouth.
“That’s okay. This works just fine.”
He kisses my neck. “Moan or scream or bite. Do whatever you need to do, princess.”
I let out a moan, relieved that I don’t have to hold it in anymore. When he starts thrusting again, I cry out against his palm. It comes off soft and muffled since his hand is so big and pressing so hard. It’s not long before I’m screaming against his palm.
My clit is throbbing now. I’m on the razor’s edge of my orgasm.
