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He peeled down her jeans and the air kissed the backs of her thighs as her jeans bagged down to her knees. But he’d left her underwear. His fingers slid between her legs and her knees nearly buckled in reaction.
“Fuck. So wet, Den. Soaked.” His pupils were blown wide.
She wiggled until her jeans were down around her ankles and she finally had room to move. She crouched in front of him and groaned as her inner wall muscles quivered. This wasn’t the smartest move for her right now, but she wanted to see him go crazy. Wanted to know he was as on fire as she was.
She braced her forearms on his thighs and covered his silky head with her mouth.
His fingers went right for her hair and she hummed around the tip, taking a little more when his grip tightened.
“You don’t have to. I—God, Denver.”
She took him deeper. When his grip gentled, she reached up and tightened his fingers. She liked the little licks of pain. The soundtrack of the movie behind her was club music with a crazy beat she couldn’t help but mimic. Swallowing him another inch, she hollowed out her cheeks until she got a hint of salt. She looked up at him and dug her nails into his belly as she slowly pumped him with her hand while she watched him watch her.
She lifted his heavy length and licked along the underside of his shaft. She used the flat of her tongue for the first swipe. The vein throbbed against her tongue. So fucking hot. She dropped her hand between her legs and he reached down and grabbed it.
“Only my mouth, my cock, or my hand goes there.”
She lightly dragged her teeth along his length.
He hissed out a breath. His taut belly quiver
ed in reaction. “Evil woman.”
She grinned and flicked her tongue around the head of his cock. “Takes one,” she said, and resumed her slow licks.
Keeping the pace this leisurely killed her. She wanted to climb on and let him fuck her stupid. Her back ached from bearing down on the little balls inside her.
He twisted her hair into a rope and pushed her lower onto his length. She stared up at him as she took him deeper. Her eyes shimmered with tears, but she didn’t break their locked gaze.
Panic started to rise up. Memories chased pleasure, but the look on his face drowned them out. There was only need on Ryan’s face. No calculation, no cruelty.
Her nose brushed his skin as she took almost all of him before pulling back for a breath. She swiped the back of her hand across her mouth and he dragged her up against him. His cock was trapped between them, wet from her and his pre-cum. She was close to a sob when his mouth covered hers. Her name was a muffled groan between kisses as his hand slid between her legs and under her panties.
He swore against her mouth. If she hadn’t been so close to screaming, she’d be embarrassed at how wet she was.
He dragged her panties to the side and she shuddered as one long finger slipped inside of her. He found the little loop and pulled the ben wa balls out of her before stuffing them into his pocket.
She buried her face into his neck as she ground herself against his hand helplessly.
“I know, baby. I know.” He pushed at her clothes, flipping down the tank top she wore under her zippered hoodie. He wasn’t gentle.
They were so beyond gentle at this point.
There was nothing but rough hands and mouths as he sucked her nipple and trapped the tip with his teeth. He shoved two fingers inside of her and still, it wasn’t enough. He tugged her nipple, her skin stretched to its limit and throbbing with each relentless pass.
She ground her pelvis against his palm, aching for relief. She threw her head back and rode his hand. She was so wet that all he did was slip around.
“More. I need more.” Her shoe clattered to the floor as she pulled her foot free. Desperate for an end to her torment, she widened her knees so she could get more of him inside her. “Ryan. If you don’t get that cock inside me right now, you’re going onstage with a bald spot.”
He laughed as he wrestled out a condom. She took it from him. With shaking fingers, she rolled it down the length of him.
Ryan yanked her panties to the side until there was a tearing sound. They were far too sturdy, but he moved them enough to get inside her. She was going to wear some elastic burn along her panty line for days, but she didn’t care.
The tip of his cock was finally there.
She sat up astride him and took him deep in one long stroke. She threw her head back and could have wept. “Thank you, God,” she said aloud.
Quiet theater? Screw that.
