6. Ryan

SIX

White ismy new favorite color.

It’s the color of purity, of innocence, of virginity. It’s also the color of her strapless bra, her barely-there panties, her garter belt and sheer thigh-highs. Even the little bows on the straps extending from her stockings to the garter. She’s dripping with virtue and my cock hardens at the thought of corrupting her and having her dripping with something else.

Her ample hips round into a perfect ass and her legs, while short, are nice and shapely. I can’t wait to wear her thighs as earmuffs while I dive into her sweet pussy and eat her like my last meal.

I can’t remember a time I wanted to please a woman as much as I do her—and I don’t even know her name. It’s not something I can explain, nor something I want to examine, but for tonight I’ll give in. I’ll indulge myself in this woman. Then come tomorrow, I’ll reinforce the walls around my heart and walk away.

That’s how it has to be.

After scooping up the dress and throwing it on a nearby chair, I turn her around, desperate for her touch. Her gaze lands on my lips as she wets hers. My body simmers with lust, and I can’t help running my hands over her hips and pulling her against me.

With her heels, she comes up to the bottom of my chin. She rests her arms on my shoulders, her brown eyes flaring with heat and all I can think about is how damn beautiful she is.

I dig my hands into the curve of her waist and lower my mouth to hers. First a gentle press that fuels my lust like throwing gasoline on an open flame and then I press harder, running my tongue along the seam of her mouth until she opens up beneath me with a moan.

I shudder as I sweep into the warmth of her mouth and she answers with a sigh, her tongue meeting mine, gliding together as we explore each other.

She tastes like raspberry with a slight hint of lime. It’s never been my favorite drink, but it is now. She pulls back, sucking my bottom lip in her mouth and biting down on the soft flesh. She’s destroying me bit by bit, dismantling all my safeguards, and I’m powerless to stop it. I don’t want to stop it.

With a groan, my balls tighten, needing to feel this woman’s skin against mine like I’ve never needed anything before.

One night. One fucking night.

I pull back, pushing her to the bed, to where I need her.

She falls on her back, props herself on her elbows, and watches me. Her hair is wild around her face and trails down her back in wide curls. I can’t wait to grip them in my fist, pull her head back, and peer into her eyes as I pump into her from behind.

Her gaze eats me up as I toe off my shoes and reach behind me, pulling my shirt over my head and tossing it to the side. I grab a few condoms from my wallet, setting them on the nightstand before discarding my pants.

“Oh. My. Goodness.” She bites her lower lip, her gaze trailing over my body. “Whatever you’re doing to make your body look like that…good job. Just...good job.”

“You can pay me back by losing that bra.” I nod toward it. “But don’t touch anything else.”

My mouth waters as she reaches behind her back and frees her glorious tits. They’re a little more than a handful with dark pink nipples, and the way they sway once free beckons me to them.

I’m powerless to resist their call.

I kiss my way up her calf. The inside of her thigh. Over her stomach and ribs. My hands skim the sides of her body before cupping her breasts, guiding her nipple to my eager mouth. I suck on the hardened point, rolling it with my tongue, biting it gently and then giving the other side the same treatment until she’s moaning and writhing beneath me.

“So good,” she moans, her hands gripping my shoulders.

I pin her arms above her head and crawl the rest of the way up her body. Just wait till she finds out what else I can do with my tongue.

With a groan, I crash my mouth to hers, sweeping my tongue inside, and deepening the kiss. She rocks her hips, gliding herself over my erection, her wetness seeping through my boxer briefs.

Jesus, I’m going to embarrass myself if she keeps rubbing against my dick like that. This lingerie, the feel and faint smell of strawberries on her skin, has me already ready to blow. And I can’t fuck her until after I taste her. Normally I wouldn’t care; it would be about me and what I need, but not for her.

No one has ever taken their time with her before, and I want to be the first.

Something in my fucked-up brain wants to make sure she remembers me beyond tonight. Even though I can’t give her any more than that.

I want to take my time and see what she likes. What sets her off faster than a missile and gets her soaked. I want to fuck her until she can’t walk. I want to find out what position lets me bury myself so deep inside her, she’ll never be able to find anyone else that measures up. And then I can walk away and tell myself she didn’t make me feel like this, like there could be more. I can lessen this experience and pretend to be completely unaffected as I bury myself in football.

But first, I need to eat.

“Alright, Princess.” I reluctantly roll off her and push myself to the middle of the bed. I lie on my back and look over at her with a severe expression. “I’m gonna need you to ride my face.”

Her cheeks flush, and her eyes widen. “You want me to…”

“Ride. My. Face.”

“I’ve never… but I…” Her tongue darts out to wet her lower lip.

Another wave of lust rolls through me knowing I’ll be the first to have her this way. My inner caveman is thumping his chest and he couldn’t be happier. But dammit he needs to settle down until I get a taste.

With a quick glance to the headboard and back to her, I keep my voice even. “If you’re not sitting on my face with your hands holding on to that headboard in the next five seconds, you’re not going to like what happens next.”

It’s an empty promise, but one that has her scrambling up the bed, throwing a leg on the other side of my face and hovering over me. The little white triangle of her thong is soaked. I should have her take it off but I don’t want to mess with the straps coming off the garter belt, so instead I hook a finger in the fabric and pull it to the side.

“Princess?”

“Yeah?”

“I said sit on my face, not hover above it.”

“I don’t want to suffocate you.”

I chuckle, planting a light kiss on her inner thigh. “If I die with my tongue in your pussy, then I’ll go a happy man. But Princess.” I pause to kiss her other thigh. “I’m not going anywhere until you’ve had so many orgasms you can’t move.”

She yelps as I grip her hips and pull her down to me. I lick along her seam, moaning as her unique essence coats my tongue. I don’t know what it is about her, but she has me entranced. Hook, line, and sinker.

I suck her clit into my mouth, flicking it, biting it, circling it with my tongue. There’s nothing slow or sensual about this. No warm-up. I eat her like a man possessed. Like a man on a mission with only one goal: to make her come so hard she sees stars.

She groans and whimpers. Her hips buck, and she rocks against my face. Every nibble, every suck, every flick with my tongue driving her closer and closer to orgasm. Her pussy is so soft, so wet, and I can’t wait to bury myself inside her.

Just one night. I better make it count.

Her legs shake as I continue my assault on her clit. Her cries grow louder, and I increase the pressure, sucking that bundle of nerves into my mouth. I take my time, massaging her with my tongue, driving her closer and closer to the edge until she cries out. Her whole body jerks, trembling as her first orgasm rolls through her. The first of many.

She lets out a shaky breath and I give her clit one last lick before she collapses on the bed, one leg hooked across my torso.

“You okay, Princess?” I rub my hand along the length of her thigh.

“That tongue of yours should be illegal.” She huffs a laugh, ending on a breathy moan.

“So…” I stroke a hand down her leg and back up, inching along the length of her thigh. “About these positions you wanted to try.”

She pushes herself up to peer at me, brows raised. “You mean you’re not a one trick pony, Charming?”

Damn do I love a challenge. “Only one way to find out, Princess.”

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