Anna stepped into the shower first, and let the water fall down her back. When she turned to look at Ryan she was stunned by the wild look in his eyes. In one swift move he was in the shower with her, lifting her easily into his arms again. He devoured her lips in a kiss as he pressed her back against the shower wall, and with the steaming hot water cascading down between their bodies, he began a slow grind against her that had Anna moaning into his mouth.
Eager to give as much pleasure as she had already received, she pushed him away, and dropped to her knees. Without a word she began to gently stroke his rock-hard cock, examining it in wonder. The hair at the base was neatly trimmed, making it stand proudly out from his body. Anna was overcome with a desire to taste him, so when her strokes brought a drop of fluid out of the tip, she leaned in and licked it up.
“Fuck. The anticipation of your mouth on me is the best kind of torture,” Ryan growled, sending shivers down Anna’s spine, despite the heat from the shower pounding down onto her. In response she opened her mouth and took him in as far as she could. Gradually she worked into a rhythm with her hands and her mouth. She felt powerful, even on her knees, knowing she could bring this sexy, confident man such pleasure.
She could tell he was getting close as his cock grew even larger in her mouth. Ryan hesitated, and looked down at her, frozen. “You don’t have to, Anna…”
Anna winked at him and sped up her movements, causing a groan to fall out of Ryan’s mouth. Seconds later he orgasmed sending hot jets of musky fluid into her mouth. She swallowed every drop, pleased to look up and see Ryan breathing heavily with his eyes closed, overcome by his release.
Standing up slowly, Anna took the bar of soap and began to rub it over Ryan’s body. She was content to take care of him this way, knowing he would certainly be taking care of her soon. Sure enough, he opened his eyes at her gentle touch and covered her hands with his own. Without a word he took the soap and began massaging her body, starting at her shoulders, and working his way down. He stared into her eyes as he caressed her breasts, teasing her nipples until they were stiff with desire. She gasped when he gently pinched one, then moaned when he rinsed the soap away, then swiftly leaned down and kissed where he had pinched. Slowly, silently, he moved over her body washing her, letting the warm water rinse away the soap, and then following with his lips. As he had promised, he worshiped her.
When Ryan had made his way down her legs, he tortured her by avoiding the one place she wanted him the most. Suddenly he stood up and turned off the water. The silence between them was charged with erotic sensuality. Anna loved watching his face and seeing the intensity there.
He continued his ministrations by wrapping her in a fluffy towel and gently drying her before quickly rubbing his own body dry. Then he led her out of the bathroom and into what was obviously his bedroom. Anna looked around, curious to see his private space. She was surprised by how tidy it was, with a pile of clothes folded on a chair in the corner and a large king-sized bed neatly made with dark blue sheets. This was where Ryan stopped, with Anna standing so her legs were against the bed. Finally, he spoke. “There are no words for me to describe the way you make me feel, Anna. So, I’m going to show you.”
He gently pushed her down to sit on the bed, then knelt in between her legs. Spreading them apart, he reverently ran his hands up the inside of her thighs. With a sigh, Anna lay back on the soft duvet. She closed her eyes and gave in to the sensation of Ryan’s hands and lips slowly making their way closer and closer to her center where heat and moisture were beginning to pool. When he kissed her just above her clit, she moaned, desperate for relief from the pressure that was building inside.
“Damn, you smell so fucking fantastic, sweetheart.”
Anna never knew dirty talk could turn her on so powerfully, but she squirmed at his words. Thankfully he didn’t make her wait any longer, and the next thing she felt was his warm tongue firmly stroking her sex. His magical fingers and tongue whipped her into a frenzy within minutes. He drove his fingers in and out, curling them over to tease her G-spot, as his tongue laved her clit. The sensations were so intense that one of his arms had to hold her down by the hips as she thrashed on the bed, consumed with pleasure. She grabbed his hair, holding him in place as she moaned and whimpered in response to his seduction.
It didn’t take long for Anna to feel her release coming closer and closer, and as she felt her body clench around Ryan’s finger in anticipation, she could no longer hold back her cries of passion.
“Ryan, ohgodohgodohgod, Ryan, YES!”
She couldn’t hold back a scream as she cascaded into a powerful orgasm, drawn out by Ryan’s continued licks and sucks at her clit. When at last her body stopped shuddering with the after-effects, he had moved up beside her and pulled her into his arms. She nestled in, grateful for the time to come down from that spectacular release.
After a few moments, she could feel his solid cock pressing into her side. She sat up and straddled his body, bringing his rigid length into direct contact with her still-throbbing sex.
“You are the most stunning woman in the world when you climax.” Ryan spoke softly but with passion as he brushed some hair behind her ear. His blue eyes were shimmering with something Anna wanted to say could be love, but she was scared to ask. Instead she chose to respond to his beautiful words with words of her own.
“Then why don’t you make me do it again.”
She reached down, grabbed his cock, and fit it to the entrance of her channel. Shifting forward, the first couple of inches of his cock slid inside her wet heat. As they let out a simultaneous sound of arousal, realization hit them that Ryan didn’t have on a condom.
“Holy fuck, sweetheart that feels amazing. But I really should…”
Anna was suddenly gripped by the awareness that she had never thought to get tested after leaving Tim. Even though they were not intimate often, she knew he was not faithful. She froze, hovering on her knees over Ryan’s cock, before climbing off him and sinking down onto the bed beside him.
“Oh my god. I’m such a fool. After Tim, I didn’t think I would… I mean I haven’t… I don’t know…” She was so embarrassed, and so flustered by what she was trying to say. Thankfully, Ryan seemed to know what she was getting at. He grabbed her face, forcing her to look at him.
“Anna, don’t worry. Nothing happened, and I’m not that worried. We’ll use condoms, and if it’ll make you feel better, I’m sure Callie can help you get tested. I’m clean by the way,” he said with a wink and a warm smile. “But no matter what a test says, I’m not going to be able to keep away from you, so don’t get any ideas.”
Anna laughed, grateful for how quickly he had put her mind at ease. Her laugh turned into a gasp as Ryan swung her legs back over his, so she was once again straddling him. He rubbed his hands up and down her thighs.
“You’re in control.” Ryan’s voice was quiet, but serious.
Anna realized he was waiting for her to decide what would happen next. She loved the fact that his actions supported his words, proving he meant them. She reached over to the side table, making sure to lean low enough that her breasts grazed Ryan’s body eliciting a low groan and a tightening of his fingers, and grabbed a condom. Then she shifted backward so that she could roll it down his rigid length, never letting her eyes leave his. She knew that the sensual burn she could feel inside was mirrored in his eyes.
With protection on, Anna once again used her hands to slowly guide his cock into her slippery channel. When he was seated deeply inside of her, she began to rock her hips back and forth, reveling in the feel of him hitting her inner walls and the friction as she moved.
“I love the way you fill me up,” she gasped.
“You’re so fucking tight around me,” he replied with a growl, causing Anna to shiver in response.
As she played with her breasts, undulating her body over top of his, she lost herself in the passion of the moment. Unable to feel where she ended and he began, their bodies moved together toward the ultimate release.
Ryan took over and thrust his hips even higher, going deeper than Anna had thought possible. With each thrust he angled himself to rub along her clit, doubling the arousal. She was vaguely aware that she was sighing his name over and over with every movement. As she edged closer and closer to her climax, she lost all sense of time and place, consumed by the overpowering physical and emotional connection being forged between them.
