He reached behind me, unclasped my bra with two deft fingers, and slid it down my arms. The cool air hit my bare skin, making me shiver as his hungry gaze devoured me.
“So fucking perfect.” He leaned down to kiss the swell of one breast. “Gonna taste every inch of this beautiful skin. Take my time until you’re begging for me.”
His mouth closed over my nipple, and I arched off the mattress with a gasp, my fingers tightening in his hair. “Ryot.”
His hand worked the other breast, pinching and rolling until I whimpered. But he didn’t stop there.
Ryot kissed his way down my stomach, his hands making quick work of my jeans and panties. He spread my thighs wide and settled between them, looking up at me with heated eyes. “Gonna taste this pretty pussy. Been dying to know how sweet you are.”
Then his mouth was on me. I cried out as his tongue dragged through my folds, finding my clit with devastating accuracy. He licked and sucked, groaning like I was the best thing he’d ever tasted.
“Ryot, oh yes,” I gasped, my hands fisting the sheets.
He didn’t let up. His mouth worked me relentlessly until pleasure crashed over me hard and fast. I came with a sharp cry, my thighs shaking around his head as he licked me through every pulse.
But he wasn’t done.
Before I could catch my breath, he worked a finger inside me, pumping slowly while his tongue flicked my oversensitive clit.
“Give me another one, baby,” he growled against my skin. “Want to feel you come on my finger.”
I was still trembling from the first orgasm when the second one hit me even harder.
“Ryot,” I moaned his name as waves of pleasure rolled through me, my inner walls clenching around his thick digit.
Ryot crawled back up my body, kissing me deeply so I could taste myself on his tongue. I was still trembling, my skin flushed and sensitive, when he pulled back just enough to strip off his shirt.
My gaze caught on the black ink on his left pec. The checkered racing flags and stopwatch suited him perfectly.
He stood beside the bed and shoved his jeans and boxers down in one smooth motion, and my breath caught.
His dick was thick, hard, and intimidatingly big. The head was already glistening, and the sheer size of him made my thighs press together instinctively.
“Ryot,” I whispered, my eyes widening. “You’re really big.”
He flashed me a devilish grin as he climbed back onto the bed, settling between my spread thighs.
“I’ll go slow, baby,” he murmured, brushing a kiss along my jaw.
He rocked against me gently, letting me feel every inch of him. I swallowed hard, my cheeks burning. There was no hiding it now. “I’m a virgin. I’ve never done this before.”
Something possessive flashed across his face. His hand cupped my cheek, his thumb stroking my skin almost reverently. “Mine. All fucking mine.”
There was no missing how satisfied he was by my admission, and his reaction eased the last of my nerves.
He kissed me again, while the thick head of his dick nudged against my entrance. I was soaked from the two orgasms he’d already given me, but the sheer size of him still made me tense slightly.
“Easy,” he murmured against my lips. “Breathe for me. I’ve got you.”
He pushed in slowly, inch by inch, stretching me open with careful thrusts. The burn was intense, but the way his eyes stayed locked on mine while he whispered praise between kisses made it feel right. “So fucking perfect.”
I gasped as he sank deeper, my nails digging into his shoulders.
“This pussy was made for me, Riley. Gonna fill you up. Keep you full of me until you’re dripping.”
The fullness was overwhelming, bordering on too much, but the tenderness in his eyes kept me grounded.
When he bottomed out, we both moaned. He stayed still, buried to the hilt, letting me adjust while he kissed me senseless.
