Page 67 of Ripper
If there was one thing Anna had, it was a great deal of pride, and now I wasn’t sure we’d ever be able to crack her. Ripper wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer, and I winced slightly at the pain in my lips when he kissed me. He pressed his lips against mine again softly and with every passing second, I wanted him more. He tucked my hair behind my ears, lifting me up, and I wrapped my legs around his torso. He led me straight to his bed and I could smell him on his sheets, the scent of his cologne lingering in the air.
He unbuttoned my jeans, and I pulled off my shirt, revealing all of the bruises I’d collected when I was taken prisoner by the Kings. He kissed every single one of them softly, trailing kissed down the small of my stomach until his head was between my legs. He peeled off my panties slowly, tossing them across the room, and he spread my legs wide so he could get a good look at me.
I was soaking wet, biting down on my lower lip, feeling my skin flush as his fingers parted my pussy lips, and his tongue toyed with my clit. I moaned softly, grabbing a handful of his hair, squirming as each sensation rippled through me, filling me with a true sense of euphoria. I grabbed onto the sheets, digging my nails into his mattress as he licked and sucked on my pussy. My body squirmed, writhing as his grip on my thighs tightened. He glanced up at me with glistening lips and a smile that was hard to miss. I bit my lip, watching him dive right back into my wetness. He devoured me completely.
I listened to the soft groans he let out when he sucked on my clit and I could feel it swell, doubling in size while the pleasure started to build inside of me. The pressure was rising, every sensation making me feel like I’d blow at any second, but I wasn’t ready yet. I nudged his head to the side, slipping out from under his grasp long enough to get on my knees. I pulled him closer by the belt straps of his jeans, unbuckling his belt so I could feel his long, hard dick. I took it between my hands, running them up and down his shaft, guiding it into my mouth.
I sucked on it, bobbing my head up and down. I felt Ripper grab my hair up into a ponytail, holding me there while I took every inch of his dick down my throat. He groaned deeply, his tone low as I ran my tongue along the tip of his dick, while I took his balls into my hands. His cock was rock solid in my mouth, throbbing with every movement, and I glanced up at him, watching that perfect smirk curl up in his lips.
I slid his glistening dick out, kissing the tip before I took it down my throat again. I sucked hard, my tongue running along his veiny shaft until his muscles began to tense. His grip on my hair tightened, and he thrust deep into my mouth, keeping my head steady, taking every inch of it.
He moved my head away slowly, guiding my chin up so he could kiss me. He playfully pushed me back down on the bed, sliding between my legs, guiding his dick to my opening. My pussy throbbed for him. He thrust his hard cock inside of me, pressing his lips to mine just as I let out a gasp. I grabbed the back of his neck, feeling his dick slide in and out of me with ease, my wetness trickling down my inner thighs with every pump. He trailed kisses down my neck, and I basked in the scent of his cologne, moaning softly. He rammed his dick up inside me hard, grabbing the headboard of his bed for support while he fucked the life out of me. I felt my pussy swell, pulsating with every hard slam of his dick. He smiled, lifting himself off of me so he could slide me down to the side of the bed. I turned over on my stomach, his hand slapping my ass cheek so hard I gasped. I bit my lip again, raising my ass in the air, and he slid his hard cock back in with ease.
“Fuck…”
He grabbed me by the waist, his thrusts getting harder with every minute, and I buried my face into the mattress hoping to muffle my screams. My head rolled back, enticing him enough to grab a handful of my hair and yank. I heard him breathe deeply, the groans escaping from his lips every time his dick rammed up inside. He reached around to grab my breast, lifting me up on my knees so he could kiss me. He slammed me back down, pinching my nipples hard while he pumped me full of fiery pleasure.
Every stroke, caress, and slight tease made me go a little crazy. He kept me on the edge, waiting for the perfect moment to take me right to the point where the release would overtake me completely. He wanted every sensation to consume me, to show me that the explosion between the two of us was one we’d never feel anywhere else. He slipped his dick out for a moment, getting comfortable on the bed, sitting upright with his back to the headboard. I climbed on top of him, feeling my sweaty hair fall into my face, but he moved it to the side, caressing my cheek, and I leaned in for a kiss.
He grabbed both of my ass cheeks, slamming them down on top of him, driving his dick deeper inside of me. I couldn’t contain the whimpers now, bending over slightly as my body undulated on top of him, and I moaned in his ears.
“Yes, baby,” he groaned. He grabbed me by the throat, squeezing tightly before his thumb brushed against my chin. I felt his hard cock slip in and out, spilling my wetness out with every pump.
“D-Don’t stop,” I moaned. We were both a sweaty, hot mess. I moved slowly, feeling him slip a nipple into his mouth, biting down again just as my muscles started to tighten.
“Fuck! Uh. Ripper!”
His hands traveled up my back, holding me still while he thrust his dick upward, his balls slapping up against me until my pussy was sore. I breathed heavily, trying to slow my racing heart while he kissed me hard.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he said.
My heart fluttered, the butterflies coursed through me recklessly and my eyes rolled to the back of my head.
“Tell me how bad you want it, Ronnie.”
“I-I…”
“Tell.”
He pumped his throbbing dick hard.
“Me.”
“I fucking want it. I fucking want you,” I murmured.
I saw a flash of that smirk right before he grabbed me, turning us both on our side, lifting my leg up while he thrust deep. My head was comfortably propped up on his pillow, and I stared deep into those warm eyes of his, watching every subtle change in his expression as the groans grew louder, but not nearly loud enough to drown out my screams. He slowed his pace now, his hard cock throbbed, matching the rhythm of my swollen pussy, and every mesmerizing sensation enveloped me completely. The orgasm hit me hard with a slow release that lingered. I glanced down to see him pull his dick out, blowing his warm load on my stomach before slipping it right back inside of me.
He reached between my legs again, the ball of his fingers massaging my clit. I whimpered at the tingling that flooded, overwhelmed, and consumed me. He was enjoying every minute of it, breaking kisses with that delicate smile. I ran my fingertips along his velvety, warm skin, taking in the scent of his musky cologne, and how I now smelled like him too. He moved with such ease it was like the ocean on a calm morning, relieving me and building me up to crash intensely all over again.
“You feel so fucking good.”
He pressed his lips to mine again while he moved in and out of me, his warm skin making me shudder as the cool evening wind trickled in from the open window in his bedroom. I glanced behind him to see the sheer curtains dancing, reminding me of the very first time I’d felt myself giving in to the thought of him. It was a time I longed to feel his skin press up against mine, to feel every inch of him inside me. Now, it was different. Now, I’d begun to long for him in a way I never had before. The fire inside was more than just a physical reaction. It was love.
I felt the intensity build inside me again, the adrenaline coursing through me as he grabbed onto my ass, ramming his dick hard and fast. I held my leg up for as long as I could before it started to tremble. He slipped his dick out, spreading my legs wide, before sliding between them again to run his tongue along the surface of my swollen clit. My entire body shook, my lip quivered, and I grabbed onto his hair, tugging lightly. I squirmed away from him, the pleasure rising so quickly inside of me I was afraid I’d explode.
“Where the fuck do you think you’re going?” he asked.
He pulled me back down to him, sucking on my pussy lips and clit until I couldn’t contain the intense cries of pleasures that made their escape. I panted heavily, trying to catch my breath, waiting for the moment the orgasm would ravish me. I glanced up, barely able to keep my eyes open as he slid a finger into my mouth, and I sucked on it playfully. He grinned and I listened to the sound of his heavy breathing. I looked over at his arm muscles, the veins that rippled through them, underneath his glistening skin. It shone in the warm light with how sweaty we were, wrapped up in each other for hours on end. There was genuinely no place else in the world I’d be right about now.
