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It’s not just physical, though. I love him with all my heart. He can be gruff and growly, but he is a good, good man. He took me in during the most difficult time of my life, and became my rock. No matter what I needed, he was always there. He held me while I cried, and has always been my biggest cheerleader.
I’ve been in love with him for as long as I can remember. Even when I was a kid, I thought he was so handsome. His sweet smile and huge, tattooed muscles did it for me then, and they totally do it for me now. That dark hair and deep blue eyes, along with the scruff on his face? Yum. So fucking sexy. I idolized him. No other boy or man could ever compare to his perfection.
For years, I wrote it off as a childhood crush; something that would eventually go away. It hasn’t, though. Gone away, that is. It has only gotten stronger, hotter, and dirtier. Every time I came home from college to visit, I thought that maybe I would feel nothing but familial love toward Ryder, but that wasn’t the case.
I had hoped that I’d think my crush on him had been silly, but, instead, it just got worse. Whenever I got close to him, my pussy would pulse with need and my nipples would pebble. Why did I want him so badly? He was just a man, after all.
He’s not, though. He’s the hottest fucking man on the planet. He has a face that movie stars would kill for, and thick, dark hair I’d love to run my fingers through. He has huge hands that I long to feel caressing my body, and a physique that is so incredibly ripped, he has actually been approached by gym owners, wanting him to be in their ads.
From his tree trunk sized thighs to his massive biceps to his sexy, tattooed torso, he is flawless. He is one hundred percent smoking hot man. I spend way too much time imagining his body pressed against mine as I run my hands over every inch of his huge, muscular body.
My need for him was bad enough already, but after what I saw last week? Yikes. It’s been off the charts ever since then. I let myself remember that night in detail…
I’m downstairs, getting a midnight snack when I hear Ryder swimming laps. I glance at the pool room, only to find myself mesmerized by the gorgeous sight in front of me.
He is swimming naked. Totally naked. All six foot plus of his gorgeous muscles are on display for my viewing pleasure. I wish I had my phone with me so I could video this. I watch his muscles ripple with every stroke through the water. Damn, his arms and back are so jacked! His firm, sexy ass is in my line of sight, too. Only his cock is hidden from my view. I would love to see what it looks like. It’s probably not as big as I’m imagining, though. I’m sure it’s just a run of the mill, average-sized cock. Surely something about this man isn’t perfect.
He steps out of the water and I nearly choke as I realize that no, I was way off base. He has a porn god sized dick. It’s thick, ridged, angry looking, and steadily dripping precum. It’s hard as a rock, and standing straight up, reaching past his belly button. He closes his eyes and strokes it a few times and moans, causing moisture to instantly pool between my legs. I hold my breath as I watch him jack his monster cock off.
When I see cum shoot out of it, I gasp as my own orgasm takes me by surprise. I take a few seconds to catch my breath. He looks toward me, but, thankfully, I’m hidden from view. I manage to gather myself and sneak back to my room without him seeing me. Imagining him totally naked is one thing, literally seeing him in the flesh is quite another. That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen-better than any porn out there.
I spend a long time with my vibrator, picturing Ryder’s incredible cock and gorgeous body, but nothing soothes the ache between my legs. Nothing will, until I finally have him there.
Just thinking about that night fuels my never ending sex fantasies about him. Why didn’t I just go out there and climb his naked body like a tree? He probably would have pushed me away, but what if he hadn’t? What if he’d thrown me down and taken me like a hungry animal? I wasted a golden opportunity, but, believe me, if I see him like that again, I will make the most of it. I want him so much. I will use every tool in my arsenal to make him mine.
***
Three
Nichole
“Hey, sweetheart,” Ryder greets me. I run into his arms, hugging him hard. I’ve missed him so much. I hate that he’s never around.
“I miss you, you know.”
“I miss you, too, baby girl. How about I order us some Chinese food and we spend the night playing games?”
“Yes!” I jump up and down, clapping. “I’d love that.” I love it when we play games. I can’t even remember the last time we did that together; probably when I was still in college.
A short time later, we have finished off way too much Chinese food and are playing Yahtzee. After I wax him in that game, we move on to poker. We play several hands before I try to up the stakes. It’s late, and I’m feeling warm as I remember seeing him naked. It’s kind of hard to erase that memory from my head. I would love to see him again, up close and personal.
I grin at him, suddenly struck by inspiration. “Why don’t we play strip poker?” He is in the middle of taking a drink, and starts choking. “Oh my gosh! Are you okay?” I ask, slapping his back to try and help.
He finally gets his coughing under control. “I’m okay, baby girl, but it’s late. I should probably go on to bed.”
“No strip poker?”
His eyes dilate and he sucks in a breath, staring at me for several beats with something akin to hunger. He shakes his head. “No strip poker, sweetheart. Goodnight,” he says, kissing the top of my head and walking to his room. Damn! I’ll have to try a different tactic. I need to regroup and think of something else. Maybe the best approach is a direct one.
***
Four
Ryder
“Uncle Ryder! I’m so glad to see you.”
Nichole greets me with a hug and a quick kiss on the mouth. I try my best not to notice how little clothing she has on tonight. She would still be a walking temptation, even in a potato sack, but right now, her choice of clothing is threatening my composure.
