Chapter 10 - Ryder
Watching my woman, my Paige sink to her knees and rip the condom packet in her teeth while tugging my jeans and boxers down with her other hand is one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen.
If I hadn’t seen her naked and spread for me, it would be number one on the list. Then she works the condom over the head of my ridiculously hard cock and uses her mouth to roll it on.
Her gorgeous hazel eyes stay on me while she does it.
No hands – no, those are busy rolling her panties down so when she shifts and tries to fit me down her throat, I can see her bare, perfect round ass.
I grip her hair, wrapping her ponytail around my hand as she draws back just to suck me deep again.
Her tongue forces the condom in place again and again, until I’m sure she’s just blowing me because she likes it.
“That’s for next time, sunshine. You don’t have to keep tasting the condom. I promise I taste much, much better,” I groan.
She pops off me, then stands slowly. She obviously wants to cover herself, so I take her hands and guide them to my shoulders. I kiss across her belly, playfully biting just below her belly button while pulling one of her thighs forward. She trembles.
“You like what you see?”
“Like isn’t the right word. It doesn’t come close. I’m fucking entranced, Paige. I think I need to see you closer,” I answer.
I work my hand between her legs and tease her with my fingers, lightly stroking her clit as she trembles. I lick over her bare breast, then suck her nipple softly.
“I’ll spend hours praising you with my words. Right now, my tongue can explain it better,” I say before switching to her other nipple. I swirl my tongue around it, suck, tease with kisses and long licks then settle her fully on my lap.
She whimpers my name, breathless, grinding against my erection like she needs the contact to breathe.
I press back, licking and kissing up her throat, tracing a path along her jaw.
She arches into me, hips rolling in a desperate rhythm as my hand slides to her ass, guiding her closer.
The head of my cock teases her entrance while I keep rubbing her clit.
“Sunshine,” I growl.
“Yes. Yes to everything. I’m yours. I want you. I want you, Ryder. You,” she rambles.
I love seeing her this undone. I thrust into her and she arches her back. I smile and kiss her slowly. “Ride me, Paige. I want to enjoy the view of my woman enjoying my cock.”
She trembles a bit, but obeys.
“Touch me, hold on, dig your nails in, whatever you want,” I encourage.
She wraps one arm around my neck, tugging on the longer hair touching the nape of my neck and rides me harder, bouncing and circling her hips as I keep working her clit the way she needs.
It starts slow, but when she moans, whimpering, moaning my name, melting in my arms in a way that feels new and familiar at the same time, I can’t hold back anymore.
My sunshine is on the edge of her orgasm and I’m the lucky man that gets to give it to her. I thrust into her hard, gripping her hip and pulling her down. She gasps and her hazy eyes open.
So I do it again, and again, lightly swatting her ass. “I’ll meet your pace. Fuck me the way you need, goddess. My goddess, my Paige, my future. I’m going to show you exactly what you’re going to feel every day with me.”
She whimpers, but welcomes it. I match her pace, nearly bucking her off me twice before I wrap my arm around her waist. She cums all over my fingers and cock, dragging a moan from both of us.
She tries to kiss me, even when she just moans against my mouth and I swallow it happily.
I suck her bottom lip, kiss wherever I can reach, taking my time until I can’t.
I hold her in place and pound into her, gripping her ass while burying my face in her perfect tits.
“Fuck, Paige. You’re everything. Everything I need. Everything I want. All of it wrapped up in one delicious package. I can’t get enough of you!”
“Don’t stop, please. Please!” She begs. “Not until ... I ... Ryder ...”
“Again,” I demand.
I only have two condoms, but if she wants me all night, we can do that. I’ll wake her up in the middle of the night with my tongue, with my fingers, let her have everything in my power to give on repeat.
I drag my hands down her back, layer gentle love bites and hard sucks across her skin until I’m sure there will be marks because she’s mine. “My sweet sunshine, my sanity, my fucking woman.”
“I am. I am!” Paige chants. “Ryder, please!”
I grip her ass hard and jackhammer into her. I know it’ll push me over the edge, but we’re past the point where either of us can hold onto restraint or control. We deserve everything and we’re going to have it. All night, tomorrow, forever.
“Yes! Oh, yes. Yes!” Paige whimpers in my ear as she comes, her pussy massaging and squeezing my cock until I finish while buried deep inside her.
She sighs in my arms and nuzzles my neck, tightening her hold on me. “Can we stay until morning?”
I chuckle. “A good first date.”
She smiles against my neck and kisses my cheek before whispering in my ear. “A really good date. The kind that doesn’t feel like it’ll ever end.”
***
Paige wakes me when she shifts beside me .
.. well, half beside me. Our legs are tangled and she’s half on top of me since we only have the couch, but I like it.
She’s warm, so soft, fits me perfectly to soften all my harsh angles.
I open my eyes and look around. It’s not even morning.
The first streaks of light stretch across the sky without fully dulling the stars that shine through the unfinished large windows.
“Sorry,” she whispers.
“For what?” I ask, rubbing her back and into her hair. It cascades over her shoulder and teases my chest. I kiss her softly. “Reminding me this is real?”
“I’m on top of you,” she points out.
“Not like you were earlier,” I tease. I adjust her so she’s more fully on me. “You’re better than the blanket. I like you here. I want you here. Right here.”
She shakes her head slowly. “Ridiculous. Do you have a single thought you don’t say?”
“With you, absolutely not.”
Because the canyon isn’t just bridged, we started filling it in.
I’ll work years on it until there’s no memory of that giant gap that made me question what we could be.
My Paige isn’t going to remember her doubts.
She won’t remember a single reason she pulled away.
I’ll bathe her in joy, create a life for us that we can both make the most of.
She looks toward the big windows, then back at me. “It’s getting cold in here,” she says softly, fingers brushing my chest like she’s not entirely ready to move away. “You could… come to my place tonight. More space. A real bed.”
My chest tightens in a way I don’t expect. That small invitation feels bigger than anything I’ve heard in weeks.
“I’d like that,” I answer, my hand still tracing lazy lines down her spine.
Her lips brush my chest, right over my heart. “Good,” she whispers, settling under my chin. “I like you, Ryder. More than I should.”
“I’ll give you every reason to keep liking me,” I promise against her hair. “Starting with a proper bed.”
She laughs quietly, a sound that curls around me like warmth, then drifts back to sleep.
I lie there awake a little longer, holding her close, breathing her in. This — her in my arms, the weight of her body pressed against mine, the quiet between us — is the kind of night I want for the rest of my life.
And if the last few weeks have proved anything, it’s that I can have it as long as Paige is involved.