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He managed to keep hold of my chin as I slowly sank before him, forcing my gaze to remain on him as I went down.
He angled his head, eyes still riveted on mine, and I ran my tongue slowly between my lips as I waited for him to free my face so I could take him into my mouth.
His jaw locked tight when I took his cock in my hands. “Please,” I begged, desperation taking over, and his cock twitched in my palms.
He let go of my chin, but as I lowered my eyes to take in the sight of his thick, veiny length, he fisted my hair and tugged. I gasped in surprise as his grip forced my eyes back up. “Just to the edge, sweetheart, the place you love to keep me. Do not get me off, so help me,” he hissed the warning, and I tightened my thighs at his rough tone.
“Yes, sir,” I said, my voice sounding so sultry I barely recognized it as mine.
His jaw tightened as he bit down on his back teeth, then killed me when he murmured, “Good girl.”
I grabbed hold of his muscular thigh for support while holding his cock in my other hand, opened my mouth, and slid my lips down the length of him, taking as much of him in as possible.
His leg muscle flexed beneath my palm when I moved my mouth slowly up and down his shaft, working him with my hand, too.
I swirled my tongue around the crown of his cock, catching the precum on my lips before dropping back down over him. I took my time, my sex getting wet and ready for him all over again.
He controlled my head with my hair, either preventing me from or resisting the urge to have me go harder. Faster.
He wanted it. But I knew he’d fight it. He’d wait so he could come for the first time inside me.
“Stop,” he growled out a moment later, and I hesitantly obeyed and eased back. When I looked up, his longing was clear in the depth of his eyes. “Up,” he grunted, and I smiled, imagining his ability to talk was limited because the blood from his head was rushing one way. South.
Ryan released my hair and helped me stand. His brows tightened. “I’m too wound up to be gentle,” he confessed. “But I swear, after I recover from fucking you hard and fast, I’ll take my time and make love to you.”
I shivered at the promise and brought my body closer to his. My nipples rubbed against his skin, and I was greedy for him to touch me everywhere. To give it to me in every possible way. “You own me,” I blurted, unsure where that came from, but knowing it was the absolute truth.
Ryan frowned and shook his head. “You’re not a possession, Talia.”
“But I am yours,” I whispered.
He brought his mouth to mine, eyes still locked together. “Fuck yes you are.”
He kissed me fiercely. Passionately. Hands roaming over my body. From my face, through my hair, to my back and ass. He kept touching me as our tongues twined. And I never wanted him to stop.
“Condoms,” he said between hungry kisses, “are in my bag.” Another long, hot kiss before he pulled away.
He took a step back, dragging his hands through his hair, his eyes roaming over my naked body in the process. His hands tightened at his sides as if trying not to surrender to the urge to just take me bare. The thing was, I’d let him. To feel him skin to skin for our first time would be worth the risk.
But just because I yearned for something didn’t make it right, and Ryan was more than likely on the same page.
I kept my eyes on his tall, hard frame as he went to retrieve a condom. His glutes were every Renaissance sculptor’s dream. Who am I kidding? Everyone’s dream.
Ryan returned with an entire box of Durex. He retrieved a foil wrapper and dropped the box on the floor. “I meant what I said,” he began, his surprisingly steady tone a contrast to the wild look in his eyes. “I don’t think I can go slow our first time. My control when it comes to you is—”
“I want that, too.” I closed the space between us as he ripped open the package with his teeth.
“But I’ll break my own arm before I come first,” he said with conviction. “So, when the veins pop in my neck, don’t be surprised,” he added with a small smile, “that’s just me not dying from not coming first.”
How could I be so turned on, and yet, fighting laughter at his statement. “Lucky for your veins, I’m already hanging on by a thread.”
He rolled the condom over his hard length, his eyes turning feral as he reached the root. He came at me so fast I walked backward and fell onto the bed with him on top of me. He shifted me to the center and braced himself over my body with his strong arms, using his knee to nudge my thighs apart.
“Are you ready for me?” He brought his mouth near mine.
“That’s an understatement.”
“You’re going to be tight.” He set the head of his cock against my entrance, and I arched off the bed.
