Ryan’s hands cup my cheeks. “You can take more.” He flexes his hips slightly, pushing more of himself into my mouth. “I know what you’re capable of. I had my fingers down your throat. Come on, Ind. You can do it.”
He’s bigger than I’ve seen, let alone had in my mouth, but with the way my body responds to him, it seems to be made for him, so I relax my jaw and take him further.
“There you go,” he praises. “That’s my girl.”
I preen at the phrase. Melt under it.
I love this kind of control. He’s a strong man, but weak for me.
Repositioning on my knees, I find just the right angle to grind myself against my heel.
“Yes, Indy. Make yourself feel good until I can take care of you. Just like that. Your mouth feels fucking incredible, baby.”
I flick my tongue on the underside of his crown, wanting to see this man’s control shatter.
Then it does when he fucks my mouth. Hard. All I can do is keep my eyes on him and let him use me in any way he needs.
“Blue,” he warns, ushering me off him, but I claw to hold on to his hips and stay.
I watch as he begins to unravel. This man, who I’ve only known as controlled and domineering, begins to fall apart around me. The realization that he can’t hold it together because of me has me pushing him further into my mouth, taking him as deep as I can.
“Goddamn, Indy.” His fingers curl into my hair, keeping me where I am.
He pulses in me, hot streams hitting the back of my throat. Ryan watches until his eyes finally have to screw shut, his head falling back. I take every last drop he has to offer, loving the way he tastes on my tongue, needing him in any way he’ll give himself to me.
Once he goes soft, I slide off him, keeping my mouth closed with him still on my tongue.
Heaving chest and slack jaw, he looks down at me. “Swallow,” he commands.
He leans forward, his lips hovering over mine. “Swallow,” he murmurs again. Gently bracketing my throat with a single palm, he runs the length of my neck as he helps me work my way through a swallow.
“That’s my girl,” he praises, eyes sparkling in admiration. “You did so well.”
Quickly shifting from commanding to tender, he grabs my hand and ushers me to straddle his lap. His hands rub my hips and back, gliding along my warm skin.
“Thank you,” he whispers against my lips.
All that does is cause me to grind my naked, needy body against his.
I’m obsessed with this man, would quite literally do anything for him and he just thanked me for a blow job.
I’m trying to slow down and move at his pace, but when he reaches around my back, sliding his fingers underneath me and finding my swollen clit, it’s hard to think of anything other than wanting more.
“Ryan, if you want to stop, I think now is the time because you feel too good, and I want you too much and I’m trying to be respectful—”
“Blue, I have no intentions of stopping if you don’t want me to.”
“No?” Snaking my hands around his shoulders, I hold on to the back of his neck.
“No, Ind. You’ve turned it all back on and I can’t go back to pretending I don’t want you.” He kisses me slowly, savoring the moment before smiling into my lips. “Just be careful with me, yeah?”
He’s kidding, I know this, but there’s no denying I will be careful with Ryan Shay’s heart for as long as he lets me have it.
I nod against him.
“Now use your words and tell me exactly how you want me to fuck you for the first time.”
29
RYAN
With my back against the mattress, I leave my legs sprawled on the bed because this is what she wanted. Her on top, riding me. I’ll take her any way she wants, but I’m also well aware she’s being cautious about my injury. Though in this moment, there is no pain, only an overwhelming need to be inside of her.
“Come here,” I urge, my voice hoarse.
Indy is stunning, always has been, but now that I know her, seen the most vulnerable parts of her, I truly don’t think I’ve laid eyes on a more beautiful human. And when she straddles her naked body on top of mine, I’m done for.
Thank God she just made me come because there’s no way in hell I’d last more than ten seconds inside of her if she hadn’t.
Using my thumb, I rub her clit in tight circles, giving myself time to be ready to go again.
“Is this what you want?” I ask for reassurance.
Indy’s eyelids flicker, her palms braced against my chest. “I want you.”
I want you.
I’ve heard the phrase countless times, but the words haven’t held the same meaning until today. Teams have wanted me for my talent, agents have wanted me for my name, and women have wanted me for what I can provide.
Indy wants me for me.
“If this is what you want, then I do too,” she continues, trailing hot kisses along my jawline as she rocks her hips against my fingers. “If you want to wait, we can wait, but Ryan, I’ve never wanted anything or anyone more than I want you.” She punctuates the statement by cradling my cheeks, leaning down, and kissing my lips like it’s the last time she’ll get the chance to.
But after tonight, there’s no going back. I’m all in.
I tried so hard to deny it. I had fully convinced myself there wasn’t a woman in the world that would change me, distract me, remind me of everything I once wanted. But in walked Indy Ivers, my living, breathing distraction, and I’m too weak a man to pretend as if she’s not single-handedly repairing all the broken pieces.
I thought I had loved someone once, but if this is what it’s supposed to feel like, now I know my heart was never fully invested before. I loved the idea of the life I thought I was going to have, but with Indy, even if we spend the rest of our days just the two of us in this apartment, I’d die a happy man with an abundantly fulfilled life.
“Indy.” I pull back to look at her, my brows pinched and eyes pleading. “I know you wanted this to be easy, but I can’t do casual with you. I’m in way too fucking deep to pretend you’re not it for me.”
“I don’t want casual.” She quickly shakes her head. “I never have, not with you. I’m sorry I let you believe that. You’ve been like a flash of lightning straight to my heart and I’ve been done for ever since. It was confusing.”
Those words have my cock hardening, growing against her ass.
“But you’re not confused anymore?”
“No. Because it’s become clear as day that you’re meant for me.”
“Fuck, Ind.” I drop my head back to the pillow below me. “Those are the prettiest words I’ve ever heard coming from the prettiest mouth.”
She glows under my compliment, once again grinding down on me.
Reaching into the nightstand, I grab the condom Dom gave me after dinner. I couldn’t exactly explain that I didn’t have one because I haven’t had sex in a couple of years, so I told him I had run out and with getting hurt, I didn’t have time to grab more. The guy’s got plenty of stock on hand at all times.
Slipping my hand up her spine, I cradle her neck and pull her lips down to mine, exchanging a few wet frantic kisses. Her tits rub against my chest, her ass grinds onto my cock, and I need her.
“Please,” I plead, urging the condom into her hand.
“Are you begging, Shay?”