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Slowly, he lowers his head until he’s just a breath away. My eyes flutter closed, and I can feel his lips right there, only a few millimeters separating us.
There’s so much I want to say to him, and there’s so much I want him to say to me. But right now, it all flies out of my head, and all I can think about is his lips. And the second they touch mine, I’m gone. I’m lost.
Gripping his hand tighter against his chest, I press into him, and kiss him back with an intensity I didn’t know I had. I can actually feel my veins coursing with fire, and my skin breaking out in goosebumps.
Ryan pulls me on top of him so I’m straddling his hips, and I feel him there–right where I need him. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I roll my hips against his and we both moan into the kiss, his tongue sliding against mine. Heat licks at my skin, and I pull myself even closer against him.
Ryan grows beneath me, and I grind into him, trying to relieve the ache that’s been building in me for months. One that only he can alleviate.
Groaning, he tightens his grip on my hips and slides his hands down the sides of my thighs, and then back up and under my sweater–shuddering at the feeling of his hands on my bare skin.
Lifting my sweater up and off of me, Ryan’s lips are back on mine in a millisecond. He kisses his way down my neck, raking his teeth across my flesh, his hot mouth searing my skin as he travels over my collar bone and down the valley of my breasts.
His hands grip the lace band of my bralette and he practically tears it off of me, groaning at the sight of my naked breasts. Leaning forward, he captures my right nipple with his mouth and I throw my head back, a loud breathy sigh escaping my lips as I thrust my chest into his face further.
Taking the other in his mouth, Ryan grazes his teeth over my hard, sensitive nipple, biting down. Gasping, I moan–long and low.
“Ryan,” I choke out, breathing hard.
Lifting his head, he kisses me hard on the lips and picks me up, shoving the coffee table away as he lays me down on the floor.
My hands find their way to the hem of his t-shirt and slide them underneath to feel his smooth, tight abs. My fingers slide over the mounds, and Ryan’s muscles clench and flex under my touch.
I love that he’s as affected by me as I am by him.
Whipping his shirt over his head, I catch an eyeful of his bare chest and arms before he’s back on top of me and kissing his way up my neck.
Squirming under him, his hands grip my hips as his lips sear mine with a bruising kiss. He slides his hand between us, and his fingers press against me through my leggings. Moaning, I lock my arms around his neck and buck my hips up into his touch.
Finally.
He pulls back, and I try and chase him with my mouth, but he’s moving off of me. Gripping the waistband of my leggings, Ryan pulls them down and off of me in a matter of two seconds, leaving me laid out before him. Naked.
“You had nothing on under there this entire time?” He growls, staring down at me like he wants to eat me alive.
I nod, and he grips me behind the knees, pulling my legs up and open–completely exposing me to him.
With the fire next to us raging, Ryan pulls my knees towards him, my back sliding against the rug–the burn of it only heightening the heat I feel spreading out across my skin from everywhere he touches me.
“I’m going to take you every way I’ve thought about for months, sweetheart. But first, I’m going to have you begging for me to be inside of you,” he murmurs in my ear. “And then I’m going to fill you so completely,” he groans out, shoving three fingers inside of me, a strangled scream torn from my throat as I arch off the floor, “you’ll never be the same.”
I’m already never the same. He’s already ruined me.
Pressing his thumb hard against my clit, he curls his fingers inside of me, and my eyes practically roll back into my head at the overload of sensations.
Working in and out of me, I feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge of oblivion, but then he pulls away.
“No!” I beg, my eyes flying open to find his.
“I told you you’re going to have to beg, sweetheart.”
Lightly, he circles my entrance with the tip of his finger, just teasing me. He slides a path up to my mound, circling me, barely touching me.
I need more. I need everything.
“Ryan.” I groan, trying to move my hips up to get him to press harder. But he just shakes his head and holds my hips down with his other hand.
His eyes burn into mine as he continues to tease me ever so lightly. But I can’t take it. I can’t.
