Page 20 of Safe to Love
He took my lips in a kiss, and I let him do what he wanted with my mouth. He sucked my tongue into his mouth, and I could barely hold back from moaning.
Our tongues dueled for a second before Ridge’s hand gripped my hair in a tight fist, moving my head to where he wanted me to go.
He kissed down my neck, taking his time, licking and sucking at the skin there.
I loved the feeling of his lips on my skin. Ridge moved lower, his mouth finding my nipple, making me gasp as his mouth closed over me, sucking my nipple deep into his mouth.
My back arched, and it was my turn to fist my hand in Ridge’s hair.
His tongue flicked at the tip of my nipple, making me gasp at the sensation, and Ridge moved to the other nipple, biting at it playfully before he moved me backwards onto the bed, his mouth still on my body.
He licked down to my stomach, then nuzzled his face against my mound. I had to keep it clean, no hair because of my uniform, and Ridge moaned softly as he reached my folds.
His tongue took one swipe up the center of me, making me cry out his name.
We were in such a hurry the first time that he didn’t get to do this. Now, feeling his tongue delve deep inside me that I wish we had done this. But we were doing it now.
His tongue ran up to my clit, sucking it into his mouth much like he had with my nipples.
I writhed under him as Ridge’s tongue flicked at my clit, circling it repeatedly before pulling it back in his mouth.
I could feel my orgasm quickly building inside me, and I wanted it. I wanted to come against Ridge’s mouth as much as he seemed to want to make me.
Ridge flicked at my clit again, repeatedly, his mouth determined to make me come apart in his arms.
My orgasm built, higher until my back arched obscenely, and I splintered underneath Ridge.
I cried out his name, and Ridge kept flicking at my clit until I got too sensitive and had to push him away.
He rose between my legs, notching his cock at my entrance, surging inside me before my orgasm faded.
Ridge groaned as he settled inside me, letting my pussy clench around him.
“Good god, you are so tight. You are going to make me come before I have even moved.”
“Move then. I need more.”
Ridge pulled his cock out to the tip, then surged back in.
I felt my eyes roll back in my head as Ridge gripped my hips, thrusting in and out of me as if he couldn’t do anything but fuck me into the mattress.
As if he were making up for the years, we couldn’t be together. And he most likely was.
His fingers tightened on my skin, which I wanted. I wanted bruises. Marks to prove I was his.
Ridge seemed to want it too. He held me where he wanted me to go, and his thrusts picked up the pace.
I thought my body couldn’t have another orgasm, not so fast after coming not that long ago, but I was wrong. The way Ridge was thrusting inside me, he was hitting some spot that made me see stars.
I heard someone whimpering, moaning as if they were dying, and realized it was me.
The sounds were getting higher with every thrust of Ridge’s cock deep inside me.
He was thick, long, and the spot he kept hitting made me feel my orgasm spiraling out of my control.
I felt it hit me as if a tsunami had hit me. I screamed his name as it hit, and Ridge groaned as his thrusts slowed, and goosebumps covered his body as he came deep inside me.
He dropped over me, his arm coming down by my head.
