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Even my thoughts were cheesy, romantic movie lines.
But, as my tongue attacked her mound and she squirmed underneath me, I realized it was completely worth it.
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Addie
It was ten times better than cannibalism. Not that I had ever eaten another human, mind you, but if I had, it would’ve failed to replicate such a pleasurable feeling.
Okay, so I really needed to stop comparing cannibalism to having an orgasm.
But as Ryder completely destroyed me, it most definitely felt like he was eating me alive.
Licks of pleasure thrummed through my veins. I moaned, coming completely undone beneath his talented tongue. All coherent thoughts left my mind, and all I could focus on was him. His tongue. His lips. His love.
There was something empowering about having a man like Ryder on his knees for me, loving me so thoroughly.
One of my hands tangled itself in his black hair while my other hand grabbed my breast, tweaking my nipple.
I tried to tell him that I loved him, but my mouth was incapable of releasing anything but indecipherable moans and grunts.
I closed my eyes, allowing my body to succumb to the absolute pleasure Ryder was giving me. He began to suck on my clit, and I just about died.
Was that possible?
To die of love and pleasure and lust?
I thought I would combust from the heat running rampant through my body.
I opened my closed eyelids, my hand still fondling my breasts. My eyes locked on a pair of dark ones in the doorway.
Ronan stood, silhouetted in the candlelight from the hallway. His eyes were hooded as they met mine, dark with lust, but indecision still flickered across his handsome features. I hadn’t even heard the door open, and from the way Ryder devoured me, I figured he hadn’t either.
I didn’t know if it was because I was lost in the moment. I didn’t know if it was because there was something in his expression, something that went beyond lust.
And something I no doubt reciprocated.
Still holding his eye-contact, I pinched my nipple, groaning at the sharp sting.
Ronan’s eyes glowed as if someone had lit a candle beneath the surface. Gaze still locked on mine, he reached into his pants and grabbed his rock-hard cock. He slowly began to stroke himself, each movement sensual, as if he was performing.
I supposed that, in a way, he was.
My thoughts were an inarticulate mess. All I could think about was the word cock. Why was it called a cock? It made me think immediately of a bird, though I didn’t know why. Maybe I should refer to cocks as birds. He was stroking his...bird?
These men had destroyed me.
The way Ryder ravaged my pussy combined with watching Ronan’s leisure stroking made me come completely undone. My orgasm shattered, and I let out a scream, quickly muffled by Ryder’s lips. I tasted myself as our tongues danced.
“That was…” I trailed off. I had no words to describe what we had just done. What he had done for me,tome. I glanced at the tent evident in his jeans. “I can take care of that for you.”
He easily moved away from my hand, and I pouted like a child.
“This was about you, Kitten,” he whispered, kissing my cheek sweetly. “I’ll be fine.”
My frown deepened. I didn’t like that I hadn’t been able to please him the way he had pleased me. He must’ve seen something on my face, for he pressed another kiss to the corner of my lips.
“You need to get ready to leave. Don’t worry about me. It’ll go away.”
“It looks painful,” I muttered, eyes glazed.
He laughed in answer.
“I love you so fucking much.”
He wrapped his arms around me, and I buried my head in the crook of his neck. Over his shoulder, I glanced at the doorway. The door was now closed, and I wondered if I had imagined Ronan in the first place.
