Page 101 of What are the Risks
“There,” I sighed, my head sinking deeper into the pillow.
I was mercilessly grinding against his face now, desperate and needy. Ryker didn’t seem to mind. He was making sounds too, grunts and groans that made me feel as though he was enjoying this as much as I was.
With Noah, I’d always been aware of how long it took me to reach the finish line. With Ryker, that self-consciousness didn’t exist. I let myself get completely lost in the moment, savouring every sensation he was giving me.
Wanting to see him and needing fresh air, I threw the blankets off, exposing us both. I melted at the vision of him stretched out before me. I’d always noticed his athletic body, but for the first time, I found myself truly admiring it.
The muscles in his back strained as he held himself in place. His strong arms and large hands seemed especially masculine against my skin. And don’t even get me started on his solid legs, which were covered by the appropriate amount of body hair.
“How does it feel when I do this?” he checked, inserting a finger.
I arched my neck back so far I feared it might snap. His tongue and finger were a perfect combo – better than wine and cheese.
“Amazing.”
He continued exactly like that until I was uncontrollably writhing beneath him. I’d never considered myself to be particularly loud in bed, but I couldn’t stop the constant cries that escaped my lips.
“Ryker, I’m close.”
“Fuck yes, baby. Come on my tongue.”
Ryker calling mebabyand telling me tocome on his tongueshould’ve felt wrong... but it didn’t. It felt overwhelmingly right, like we were made to do exactly this.
My orgasm swept through me in a shattering wave. Rather than a short burst, it dragged on, starting with a slow flood and eventually peaking just when I thought it would be nearing its finish.
Ryker grasped my ass when my hips shot off the bed, his fingers digging into my skin and anchoring me tighter against his mouth, greedily savouring me like his favourite dessert – warm brownies with cookies and cream ice cream, for the record.
Best. Orgasm. Ever.
I’ll take ten thousand more.
Easing off when I squirmed from the intensity, Ryker removed his finger but continued to slowly lap his tongue back and forth, drawing out a final few shudders.
As he kissed his way back up my body, to say I was satisfied would be the biggest understatement of the year.
New life purpose? Let Ryker go down on me every morning.
He came to rest on the pillow beside me, his bare chest still heaving. As I settled my leg over his, my limbs weak and trembling, his hard length pressed into my thigh, sending a jolt of nerves racing through me. It was nowmyturn to satisfy the guy whose past hookups were a hell of a lot more experienced than me.
No pressure, Ruby.
I started easy by gently stroking my hand over his boxers, taking it as a promising sign when he groaned and closed his eyes. I liked that he made noise. Noah had always been so silent in bed, that I felt like I had to be too.
Slipping my hand beneath the waistband, my palm closed over Ryker’s throbbing erection. Though I couldn’t see it yet, he was undoubtedly bigger than Noah – big enough to send an anxious shiver down my spine.
As if he could read my mind, Ryker gently placed his warm hand on my cheek. “Rubz? Are you okay?”
“I – I don’t think I’m ready to have sex yet.”
“That’s fine. We can stop now if you like.”
“No,” I hurriedly replied. “I don’t want to. Unless you want to?”
When I tightened my grip, he growled. “Not if you keep doing that.”
I gulped, shyness pressing in. “Does this feel good?”
“Anything you’d do to me would feel good, Ruby.”
