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“Fuck it.” I mutter the same thing Ryan did right before he kissed me. Then I quickly grab the hem of my wet dress, pulling the material up and off my body and tossing it to the floor, until I’m standing here in the entryway in nothing but a red lace bra and matching thong.
“Are youtryingto kill me right now?” Ryan lets out a guttural moan as his eyes move all over my almost-naked body, making my wet skin feel like it might go up in flames, even as it breaks out in goose bumps.
“Oops, I lied. I guess Iamwearing underwear.”
Ryan blinks at me a few times as I bite my bottom lip.
“Not for long.”
My breath hitches, and my mouth drops open at his deep, raspy statement.
“I’m trying to be a gentleman,” he mutters, hands clenching and unclenching down at his sides once again, and now that I know he’s doing that because he wants those hands on me, it’s even hotter than it was before.
“Feel free to be a gentleman whenever you want… just not when I’m naked and wet.”
A low growl comes out of Ryan from deep in his chest as his eyes trail down my body, and I have to rub my thighs together to try to soothe this ache that won’t go away.
“You promise me you’ll tell me if this is too much, too soon?”
“Yes,” I tell him in a daze, staring at his crotch, except I shake my head no.
Ryan clears his throat, and my eyes snap up to his.
“I’m serious, Danica.”
The pleading way he says my name, and how he’s looking at me like it would actually kill him if he did anything that was too much for me and I didn’t say anything, makes me wonder if it’s possible to fall for someone before your first date is even over.
“I promise,” I quickly answer him. “Nothing you do to me right now could ever be too much. I assure you.”
He stares into my eyes for a few beats until he knows I’m telling the truth, and I start to wonder if it’s possible to have an orgasm just from having someone look at you.
“Excellent. I’m done thinking now.” Ryan finally nods. “I’m gonna need you to handle that—the thinking, I mean—for a minute. Maybe two, if I feel like taking my time.”
And then he suddenly drops to his knees right in front of me, making good on his previous statement that I wouldn’t be wearing my underwear long. My breath leaves me with a shaky whimper when his fingers hook into the scraps of red lace on my hips, and he roughly yanks my thong down and off my legs. A loud, desperate moan comes out of me when his face is right in front of my throbbing sex, and I thank God for the door behind me I’m leaning against; otherwise, my knees would have given out by now.
“You are so hot. How are you letting me do this right now?” Ryan whispers with a touch of awe in his voice, making my heart race as he runs one of his hands over the ink on my thigh that goes all the way up to the side of my hip. I have no earthly idea how I’m supposed to think for the both of us right now, when I can’t even remember what day it is.
Before I can ask him if I really did do something to break him and make him act so out of character, he tightly grips my upper thighs, then buries his face between my legs without any hesitation.
“Holyfuck…shit!”
My hands fly out to grip tightly to the hair on top of Ryan’s head when he lazily swipes his tongue right through me, licking all of my wetness as he goes, just like he did to his ice cream cone an hour ago.
“I knew you’d taste like honey everywhere,” he breathes against my wet, pulsing flesh, and I get dizzier by the second with how hard I’m trying to take in more air. I look down at him while he just stares at my pussy, making me jerk my hips toward his mouth, needing it back on me.
“Are you sure this is okay?” Ryan asks, eyes momentarily flickering up to mine with the bite of his fingers digging into my thighs, like he’s trying to hold himself back before he makes sure I’m good with this.
“If you stop right now, I will slit your throat,” I pant down at him.
He just grins up at me, making my heart flop in my chest. Before I can brace myself or wonder wherethisRyan has been hiding all this time, his mouth is on me again, making me forget my own name. His lips wrap around my clit and sucks, flattening his tongue and stroking it against me with the same intensity as when he kissed my mouth. He groans with pleasure as he devours me, and the sound coming from his lips working against me sends a shot of heat through my entire body.
He spreads me open wider with the heels of his hands, and his tongue laps against my clit with steady, firm strokes, like he’s been eating me out his entire life and wrote the owner’s manual on my body. He licks, and he sucks, and he pushes me closer to the edge in the blink of an eye with his expert mouth and tongue, my body shaking and my hips churning, rubbing myself against his mouth, needing to come so badly I don’t even know what words and curses are flying out of my mouth.
“Oh my God. Don’t stop… Jesus…fuck!” I’m just a mess of whimpering and shouting, gripping the hair on the top of Ryan’s head as he bobs and moves it between my thighs, greedily lapping at me, until I’m afraid I might pull some of it out by the roots.
One of his hands lets go of my thigh to hook my leg over his shoulder, spreading me wider, proving my point that you really do get better results when you use your fingers when he sinks one long, thick finger inside me easily with how wet I am. I choke out a gasp, my hips churning faster while he flicks his tongue back and forth over my clit, pumping his finger in and out of me in quick, shallow thrusts. The fire burning low in my belly spreads until my legs are shaking and I’m pulling his face closer, rocking against his mouth and chanting his name like a prayer.
With the rain pounding against the roof and the thunder crashing outside, Ryan makes me come with his mouth against his front door in record time, until I’m squeezing my eyes closed and shouting his name as my orgasm washes over me, pulsing against his hungry mouth.
