This time, I take full control. Angling her head, I sweep my tongue inside her mouth and make her acquiesce. Demand her to accept and return what I’m giving. She’s up for the challenge, and the next thing I know, she’s shoving me back against the couch cushion and straddling my thighs.
It turns into a delightful power struggle, but I’m about to win this round. In a quick move, I turn and flip her onto her back. When she reaches for me, I slide out of her grasp, and she sends me a pouty look.
“I want to touch you again.” My finger trails up her calf and to her inner thigh. Her chest heaves, attention locked on me as she nods. “Not just with my fingers.” Bending down, I press a kiss right above her mound.
“God… Ryder…” She squirms, and I smile, remembering how easily these biking shorts roll down. Hooking my fingers in her shorts and panties, I slowly slide them off. “Can I fuck you with my mouth, Delaney?” I rasp, baring her pretty pussy to my feasting eyes. Lowering my head, breathing in her musky scent, I lock eyes with her. “Will you come on my face?”
“I—” She whimpers when I flick my tongue against her clit.
“You what?” I press, spreading her folds with my thumbs. “Fuck, you’re so wet, baby.”
She grabs a chunk of my hair, pulling hard, and rolls her hips. “If I come on you, you come on me.”
“Best deal ever.”
I bury my face between her thighs and start working her with my tongue. Her body arches and she’s tugging my hair hard, but I like it. Like knowing how crazy I’m making her. Delaney is always so in control, always holding on so tightly to the reins, but I’m going to make her letgo, and revel in that victory when I watch her shatter with pleasure.
Her breathy cries fill the air, and when she tries to twist away, I slide my hands beneath her ass and lift her up off the cushion. She gasps when I toss her legs over my shoulders. Her heels hit my back, and I go to town. Absolutely fucking consuming her.
“Oh, my God! Ryder!”
I keep licking, keep pushing her toward an all-consuming orgasm. When I suck her clit hard, teasing it with my tongue, her thighs clamp around my head. Shaking. She’s breathing hard, writhing and pushing against me, and I spear my tongue deep. She cries out when her release hits, legs trembling as a series of shudders rock through her body. Then she goes completely limp—unlike my rock-hard cock getting serious abrasions from my zipper—and I lower her hips down to the couch.
She looks up at me through hooded eyes that appear slightly… amazed. My girl looks seriously pleased, and I swipe the back of my hand over my wet face. “You okay?” I ask teasingly.
“I don’t know. No one’s ever done that to me before,” she admits, looking almost bashful. I’ve never seen this woman look remotely shy, and it’s fucking adorable.
But, whoa, wait a second…No one?Oh, fucking hell. My dick nearly tears through my jeans. “Then you’ve been dating a bunch of selfish idiots.”
A pink flush steals over her cheeks. “I don’t date.”
I run my hands down her thighs. She’s still quivering a little. “Maybe we can change that,” I suggest.
“Maybe,” she whispers, pushing up onto her elbows. “I think…”
“What do you think?” I lean over her and kiss her softly.
She clears her throat. “That, um, maybe we should take this to the bedroom.”
Her words are so quiet, hesitant, and I wonder how this beautiful, responsive woman can lack confidence when it comes to sex. Someone must’ve seriously dicked her over. But I’m going to treat her like she deserves—like the damn Queen of England. I can’t wait to absolutely worship her.
Scooping her up, I straighten and look around. “Where’s your bedroom, baby?”
“End of the hall.” She wraps her arms around my neck.
“I hope you’re ready for me,” I warn her.
“Oh, I’m ready, Moneybags.”
I throw my head back and laugh. Once I reach her room, I toss her onto the bed. She scrambles backward, pulling her shirt over her head and launching it across the room. My gaze soaks up the pretty black bra, cups overflowing, and I let out a sharp breath.
What did I do to get so damn lucky?
My shirt follows the same trajectory hers did, my knees hit the mattress, and I crawl forward. Catching her mouth in a demanding kiss, I reach around with one hand and unsnap her bra. My attention dips, watching as the strapsslide down, and the most perfect set of breasts I’ve ever seen fill my vision.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful.” I press a kiss to the swell of one breast. “So damn gorgeous.” And then the other. Dragging my mouth down, I wrap my lips around a pebbled nipple and suck. She whimpers, arching to give me better access, and I swear I’ve died and gone to heaven.
If I’m not extremely careful, I could fall head over heels for this amazing woman.
