RYDER (Slater Brothers 4)

“You have to tell me,” he teased. “I know what you want me to do, darling, but I want to hear you say it.”

Again, he rubbed his finger over my clit, but this time he took it a step further and pushed my underwear aside then pressed his thumb against my swollen bud, slowly rotating it around in circles. It was sweet torture and it caused me to moan out in pleasure.

“I can smell you, darling,” Ryder growled. “If you want me to have a taste, tell me.”

I heard him, but I was too focused on his thumb on my clit.

“Branna,” Ryder prompted. “Tell me or I stop.”

I looked down at him, my eyes holding a silent threat of what I would do to him if he dared stop, and it only caused him to smirk. He was playing with me, and the bastard was enjoying it.

“Tongue fuck me,” I said through clenched teeth as the pleasure Ryder’s thumb was giving me began to build. “Lick me, suck me, then fuck me with your mouth.”

I couldn’t believe I had said the words as soon as I had spoken them. It was so brass and direct, two things I was not when it came to men and sex.

I whimpered when Ryder literally tore the fabric of my knickers as he pulled them away and tossed them over his shoulder, but screamed when his warm, wet tongue flattened against my clit and began to unravel me. He flicked his tongue over the tiny bundle of nerves, and each swipe sent a shockwave of delight throughout my body. I reached down and fisted my hand in his hair as he feasted on me, his groans indicating he was enjoying it just as much as I was.

“Ryder,” I whimpered as my legs began to shake.

He lifted his arms from under my thighs, moved them around my hips and flattened them above my mound, locking his hands together to keep my lower half on the bed. I found out why he did this when a delicious pressure throbbed at my core and my hips involuntarily began to buck into Ryder’s face.

“Yes!” I cried out. “RYDER!”

My body exploded into sensation. Pure pleasure struck me and spread to my every nerve ending. My back arched off the bed, my hands balled into fists and my breath caught in my throat. My hips continued to lightly buck into Ryder’s face, and I came back down to Earth just as he released my clit from his mouth and placed a gentle kiss against it before he untangled his hands from around me and climbed up my body.

“I could eat you forever,” Ryder growled.

My eyes, that were closed, fluttered open at his words. My chest was rapidly rising and falling, but again, my breath caught in my throat when I gazed up at him and saw the hunger in his eyes. The hunger for me. The need.

“That was... wow.”

Ryder’s lip twitched. “I couldn’t tell if you were enjoying it over all your screaming.”

I found myself grinning. “That was all just a big act for your ego.”

Chuckling, Ryder stood up off me, undid the buttons on his jeans and pushed them down his thighs. It was then that I noticed he wasn’t wearing boxers, and I was staring at his very large, and very erect, cock.

“Is that wide eyed look of yours for my ego too?” Ryder questioned.

I swallowed as I looked up to his face and nodded. “Of course, I’m not impressed in the slightest. In fact, not only is your cock size lackin’, but your tongue skills need some serious work.”

Ryder was smiling at me now as he stepped out of his jeans, leaving him fully naked before me, and what a sight he was to behold.

“Would you mind being my practice partner?” he asked. “I definitely don’t want to be a fucking disappointment.”

“Fine,” I dramatically sighed. “Have your way with me, but don’t be surprised if I fall asleep half way through.”

Ryder pounced on me then, and it had me roaring with laughter. My laughter was quickly replaced by moaning when Ryder zoned in on my neck and locked his lips on my sweet spot.

“Fuck,” I hissed and bucked under him.

He allowed me to move under him until I switched our positions and I was on top of him. I shimmied down until I was sitting on his knees and then I looked up at him.

“My turn.”

Ryder’s his cock jumped as he clasped his hands behind his head and winked. “Go right ahead, sweetness.”

I looked down to his shaft and gripped him tightly in my hand, giving it a good squeeze that made Ryder hiss. I kept my firm grip on it as I moved my hand up and down. The movement wasn’t as slick as I’d have liked so I let go of him and moved my hand between my thighs where I coated my fingers in my juices before grabbing hold of him once more.

“There,” I murmured as my hand slid freely up and down his hardened length. “Does that feel better?”

I looked up and saw Ryder staring at me with wide eyes.

“Holy shit,” he breathed out. “That was sexy as fuck!” He stared at me like he was going to eat me alive.

I shuddered at the same time he did.

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