Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 82214 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82214 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
I fought a gag but kept my pace, moaning as his fingers worked wonders inside and out. I squirmed, but his position kept my legs in place, and then stars exploded in my vision, his hot tongue thrusting into me as his fingers slid out.
Warm lips sucked the folds near my entrance while Ryan braced me and pulled me closer to his face. I felt trapped, confined, unable to move, and took his possession of me as a promise that he wouldn’t let go.
My head swam with my rising euphoria, and I couldn’t handle it anymore. I whimpered, aching with a need I knew he’d tend to. Ryan moved with me and held me above him until I could slide slowly over his dick. My walls tensed, but I exhaled a breath, the pressure of his pulsing member making my ears ring. I felt weak from my hips down. His mouth seemed to beckon for mine. I tasted his lips, the salt touching our tongues and guiding our strokes.
I rode him harder, but Ryan held me still, and slowly we moved like a synchronized dance. The feeling was rhythmic and muzzled my inner need for sensation everywhere. It was soft, yet firm, and while he and I focused on each other, I felt tension building between us that would soon need to be let out. Like dangling fresh meat before a hungry beast, I ached to break free and take what he held so close, so tangible.
Ryan’s hands massaged my breasts, and his eyes fixed on me. In this moment and moments after, I was the woman he wanted. I absorbed that new reality, that new hope, and soaked in the claim I had on his attention. The hold I had on his heart.
I rocked harder, unable to hold back the passionate plea from within. Ryan moaned and met my pace until we moved with each other more fluidly. With every thrust, he seemed to close in on my core, and the spark of flame soon grew into a wildfire.
“I’m—” Ryan started, gripping my arms and jerking them above me so I would grab the headboard. When I did, he arched up, and I threw my head back with a cry.
I shoved down on him, our moans mirrors of voices. Ryan gripped my rear and squeezed, pulling me down against him to a pace that made my heart beg to break through the confines of my chest. Stars exploded in my vision, but I didn’t let up until I heard the pleading cry beneath me. Ryan’s fingers dug into my ass, and together we shouted as our climaxes shrouded us in rapturous delight.
Chapter 32
Christie
I felt dehydrated when I finally opened my eyes. My dry mouth begged for just a taste of water. My body ached but in a good way, my chest and thighs tight with remnants of the night before.
Ryan’s face was embedded in the pillow. I smiled, my eyes still heavy with sleep. Rolling over, I snuggled up against him, and Ryan’s arm snaked around my waist and pulled me close to his side. He still smelled like sex, the sweet yet salty aroma making my body yearn to feel him inside me again. I didn’t want to move or think or go to work, and at the thought, I wondered whether I should.
Ryan was right. Working there with Andrew lurking around every corner was a mistake. I felt like I was walking into a trap that would only steal away my life, and whether I could avoid it or not at some point, I owed it to myself to try and do better. I’d always envied people my age who had started families and still had a career, but it didn’t mean they lived the life of their dreams. I didn’t need to take this job because it was the only one offered to me. I could persevere, as I had, and as I would. I was in control.
Ryan stirred. His smile made my insides feel like mush, and at that moment, I wanted nothing more than to keep that happiness there, permanently on his lips. He leaned over to kiss me, and I touched his cheek to guide him closer to my mouth. Our tongues intertwined and welcomed each other to a new day, a new moment, a new life.
The curtains hid the sun seeking entry into the room. Our dark chamber kept us from the rest of the world, at least for now. When Ryan finally broke the silence, it was almost too soon.
“Good morning.”
I moaned. “Greater night, though.”
He chuckled, the sleep still leaving a rasp in his voice. “Yeah, you’re right. Did you sleep okay?”
I didn’t answer at first and focused solely on the feeling of his fingers moving through my hair. “No dreams, but it was probably the best night’s sleep I’ve had in a while.”