Page 23 of Riding Bare

Her scent, her feel, and her taste surround me. Instead of ripping her clothes off, shoving inside her, and fucking her until I come—the way I crave to—I know she deserves more than that. So much goddamn more.

Chassis deserves an orgasm.

Maybe two, before the night is over.

I move down the bed until my knees hit the hardwood floor, and I reach for her hips, gripping her there before I tug her body closer to the edge of the bed. Without a word, I reach for the hem of her sleep shorts and gently tug them down her legs.

Once her panties and shorts are off, I glide my fingers up the inside of her calves, then her thighs, spreading them wide. Seeing her pink center waiting for me, calling to me, I bite back a groan.

I need to taste her.

I pull her over the edge of the bed a bit more and lean forward, meeting her cunt and flattening my tongue. I taste her pussy, swirling my tongue around her clit, then focusing back on her center.

Back on her clit, I slip two fingers inside her, curling them inside and feeling all of her. Fuck. I can’t wait to slide my cock inside her warm, wet center. I can only imagine just how good she’s going to feel wrapped around me, squeezing me.

Chassis moans, taking me out of my thoughts. I continue to move my fingers inside her, my tongue working her clit nonstop.

I need to taste her when she comes.

I want to know just how sweet she tastes, because right now, she’s like goddamn heaven. It’s going to get better, though. I can feel it deep in my goddamn marrow. Every ounce of me knows that it’s about to get so much better.

CHAPTER

EIGHTEEN

CHASSIS

The orgasm rips through me. I didn’t know I could feel this way. That it could be this good. There is no controlling it. My hips move against his mouth. I have zero control of what my body is doing, but god, does it feel amazing.

Amos’s tongue is out of this world. I don’t know if he took lessons in this or what, but holy shit. His fingers even more so, like someone came down from heaven and sprinkled magic dust on him to give him these powers.

When I pinch my eyes closed, stars dot my vision.

Then he’s gone.

His mouth isn’t between my legs. His fingers disappear. I feel his body move up mine. Bending my knees, I shift my legs back slightly so I can wrap them around his hips. I let out a whimper in disappointment when he speaks.

“Open your eyes, Skel.”

His words send a thrill of desire up my spine. My eyelids flutter open. He’s right there, hovering above me.

Right. There.

And… he’s naked.

Moving my hands between us, I press my palms against his chest, then glide them up, feeling every ridge of his thick muscles before curling them around the back of his neck.

“Amos,” I breathe.

His fingers shift, and I feel them grip around the backs of my thighs before he pushes them backward slightly. My knees almost touch the mattress beside my head, but not quite. My muscles stretch, and I’m somewhat pinned where I am… and it’s exactly where I want to be.

I feel him shift to his knees, then the head of his cock presses against my pussy. I want him inside me so damn badly I can taste it. I’ve never wanted a man as much as I crave this one right now.

The head of his cock nudges against my center. My pussy is still pulsing from my release, my breathing not quite calmed. It’s still coming out in short pants. I haven’t even seen the size of him, but as he slowly sinks inside me, I know he must be bigger than anyone else I’ve been with. I feel my body stretch to the point where I feel like I might just split in half.

My eyes slide closed, and I let out a long exhale, forcing my body to relax as he begins to move inside me.

Oh, wow.