Page 121 of Ryder
“Yeah.” It was amazing. She was touching me, and I could feel it.
“Ice?”
“Yeah, brother?”
“Can you fuck off now?”
He laughed, moving out of sight again.
“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do. Oh wait, you already are.” I heard the door close, and knew we were alone.
“Tori?”
“Yes?” Her fingers were still stroking my cheek.
“I need you to get us naked, baby. I don’t know how long this’ll last, and I need you.”
She nodded, moving out of sight.
“Wait.”
She came back. “What’s up?”
“Can you move my head for me? I can’t just stare at the fucking ceiling right now.”
She giggled, and angled my head for me, moving the pillow to give me some more support.
“Good?”
“Yeah. Thanks, baby. Now get naked, and let me watch.”
She smiled, looking more confident as each second passed. She stood up, and lifted off her t-shirt, flashing me an instant view of her tits, and that tattoo.Property of Ryder. Right there, above her left one. Perfect.
She stepped out of the sweatpants she wore, and then slipped out of the tiny briefs she wore, and then she was fucking naked and glorious. And with me. In the room with me. While I could see her, and fucking enjoy it.
“Jesus fucking Christ, Tori. You’re gorgeous.” She smiled, and it lit up her face. She cupped her breasts, rubbing her thumbs over her nipples. Fuck. This was taking too long.
“Get me naked, baby, or at least get my fucking cock out so you can ride it. Please.”
“You think you’re the one in charge, Ryder? The whole point of this is that I’m in control.” She sashayed over to me and leaned over, pressing her lips against mine. I could move my lips and tongue to a degree, certainly enough to speak, so kissing her was something I could actually participate in.
She ran her hand down my chest, dragging her nails over my bare skin.Fuck. It felt amazing. I’d taken my t-shirt off before we started this, but I still wore my fucking jeans.
“Baby, please. I don’t want this to wear off, before I get to feel you.” The small dose had been effective, but my fear was that it wouldn’t last long enough for us to be together.
Tori moved her hands to the fastenings on my jeans, and made short work of them, struggling to drag them down over my hips,taking my boxers with them. It had been a mistake to wear these. Next time I’d just wear sweatpants too, or just boxers.
“You look so helpless,” Tori whispered, sliding her hands back up my legs, as she crawled onto the bed over me. I fucking felt it too, but seeing the change in her, it was absolutely worth it.
Tori moved up to straddle me, sitting over my cock, so it was trapped between us. Fuck, just the heat of her damn pussy against me was enough to take me closer than I’d ever want to admit.
She took my hands, and moved them away from my sides, so she could get her knees either side of me without kneeling on them.
“Please, baby.”
Tori smiled, as she leaned down and kissed me. Her confidence, now that she felt in control, was fucking beautiful. It was like I was seeing the real her at last. There was no fear, no shame, no sign of any inhibitions.She was a fucking goddess.
“I love the begging, Ryder. Keep begging me, and maybe I’ll give you everything you want. Everything you need. Tell me what you want me to do to you.”
