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“But tonight, I want to fuck your pussy with my tongue and feel you ride my face.”
Wow, she could definitely get on board with that. Before Ryan, she’d no idea how freakin’ hot dirty talk could be. “Okay.”
“You like that idea, do you?” Ryan’s lips curled up into a wolfish smile. Somehow that one little look conveyed all the filthy things he wanted to do to her.
“Mmm hmm.” She nodded vigorously. She more than liked the idea.
Ryan kneeled between her legs. His hot breath hit her heated core, and she trembled. Her nipples beaded tighter with anticipation.
He spread her with his fingers, inhaling deeply. “Fuck yeah,” he murmured a second before he ran his tongue along her seam. Peyton’s back arched off the counter and she moaned. This would not take her long at all.
His tongue swirled around her clit, licking and nibbling on the tight bud. “Play with your nipples,” Ryan ordered.
Peyton pinched her nipples between her fingers at the same time Ryan sucked her clit into his mouth. How could the little noises he was making turn her on so much? It shouldn’t be so hot to hear someone licking and sucking her, but it really was.
Ryan inserted a finger, then another, twisting his fingers.
“Oh my god,” she moaned.
She threaded her fingers into his hair. Holding his head, she rocked her hips against him.
“Yeah, that’s right, baby, fuck my face,” Ryan said.
Peyton moaned loudly, her hips bucking against him more knowing how much he liked it.
Her orgasm built. Ryan shifted his hand and suddenly he hit her exactly how she needed.
“Don’t stop, don’t stop,” she chanted. Plucking her nipple with her finger, she held his head in place with her other hand. She was so close.
With one final suck on her clit, the orgasm tore through her. Her back arched up off the counter as she closed her eyes, letting the wave of ecstasy surge through her.
Ryan stood. His beard glistened with moisture as he stared down at her. Seeing the evidence of her arousal on his face was freaking hot. Boneless, Peyton didn’t move, basking in the look of pure desire written on Ryan’s face.
“You are so fucking sexy,” he told her.
She held out her hand. “I want you.”
A cocky smile kicked up the corner of his mouth. “Thank fuck.” Reaching into his wallet, he pulled out a condom and set it on the island. He pushed his pants down and sheathed himself as Peyton sat up. Ryan grabbed her hips and pulled her to the edge of the counter. He pressed himself at her entrance and waited as he cupped the back of her head, threading his fingers into her hair. Peyton’s eyes drifted shut.
He pulled her head toward him. His lips landed against hers, hot, hungry, demanding. Tasting herself on his lips as their tongues tangled together.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, and he drove into her in one long, hard thrust that made Peyton whimper with desire.
His tongue tangled with hers and he thrust deeper. Cupping his hands under her butt, he shifted her hips.
“Oh Ryan,” she moaned. His cock hit her at a new, delicious angle. “Right there.”
His fingers dug into her hips as he thrust into her. He licked up her neck and bit down on that spot above her collarbone, and she threw her head back and screamed. The orgasm she’d been chasing hit her like a freight train.
“Jesus, that was hot,” he said as his hands dug into her hips, and he pulled her against him tighter. He thrust into her hard. His muscles tensed beneath her fingers as he groaned out his own release.
He rested his forehead against hers. “Shit, woman, that was…”
“I’ll say,” she replied with a giggle.
Ryan pulled back, separating himself from her, and smiled. “I’m never going to be able to look at this island the same again.”
“Good.” She smiled as she hopped off the counter. “But you should definitely wash it because that’s not sanitary.”
