Chapter Five #2
“Love it when you hold me like this.” He panted as his body engulfed the last inch or two of my cock. “So damn possessive.”
It was then I realized my hands were still full of his thick ass cheeks, clenching like he’d fly off the face of the earth if I didn’t keep a firm hold on him.
“You’re mine.” They were the only words I could speak as he stole my breath with the snug clasp of his ass.
He liked that. Ninety percent of the time, Ryder hid the deep well of possessive energy burning in his core, but occasionally, it came out.
When he worked with me at Top Shelf, nothing brought the green-eyed monster out to play more than a customer hitting on me.
Maybe I should have hated it, but he never made me feel bad.
His jealous side came out in the form of furious glares at my admirers, aggressive kisses in the staff room, and furious fucks later after our shifts.
I fucking loved it.
And when it was just the two of us? Well, nothing got me hotter than my mild-mannered, friendly-to-all boyfriend staking his claim. And he lost his shit in the best way when I got growly and declared he belonged to me.
My words had his nostrils flaring and his eyes darkening. He planted his hands on my shoulders and began to rise onto his knees, dragging his hole along my cock. “You have any idea what it fucking does to me when you say that?”
I tried to smirk, but my energy was needed to keep my eyes open and not come in two seconds like a chump. “Y-yes. Turns you into a horny beast.”
He chuckled. “That’s right.” He slammed his ass down to my thighs, fully engulfing me. Fireworks went off in my head. “Oh shit.” I had no time to process the intensity before he started to ride me like a rodeo champ. I kept a hold of his ass as it bounced over me.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, I love this,” he said, breathless with exertion and lust.
“Yes.” We’d ditched the condoms months ago, and the pleasure of fucking him bare still shocked me every time. Nothing compared.
Nothing.
Ryder fisted the hair at the back of my head and yanked hard, pulling my head back.
Then he attacked my mouth with the same enthusiasm he fucked my cock.
The kiss was more like a battle of two conquerors fighting for dominance.
He sank his teeth into my lower lip until I cried out.
Then he soothed the sting away with seductive swipes of his tongue, all while working his ass on my cock like he was born for it.
He shifted a bit, changing the angle. “Shit, Alex, that’s it. Right there, right there, right there,” he chanted before returning his mouth to mine.
His movements grew frantic and uncoordinated. I helped as much as I could, punching my hips up and using my hands to rock his ass on me. He trembled and shook, muscles beginning to spasm uncontrollably.
“I can’t hold back. It’s too good. You’re nailing it every fucking time. Alex!”
“Come. Come now, Ryder!” I practically screamed the command, working my arms and hips as fast as I possibly could. Sweat poured from my forehead, and my heart thundered like a sprinting thoroughbred.
His grip tightened, causing pain in my scalp as he threw his head back and groaned so loud the windows shook. He was the most gorgeous thing I’d ever seen, sweaty, shaking, and coming so hard his ass strangled my cock in rhythmic pulses that had my eyes crossing.
It took me right over the edge with him. I struggled to keep my eyes open as the sharpest ecstasy invaded my system, but the pleasure was too powerful to fight. My eyelids slammed shut as I came so hard I bit my cheek.
“Damn, Alex…” Ryder said as he came down from the high. “That was epic.”
I chuckled. “Mind-blowing.”
“Mmm.” Energy bled from him, and he sagged against me, resting his cheek on my shoulder. “My arms and legs feel like they aren’t attached to my body anymore, and I don’t even think I could spell cat. You’ve fucked me stupid.”
“You complaining?” I asked as I stroked my fingertips up and down his damp back.
“Never. You could fuck me within an inch of my life, and I’d beg you to finish the job.”
That made me emit a weak laugh, as I didn’t have the energy for more. “I’m not sure if that’s flattering or morbid.”
“Your choice,” he said with humor in his voice. “How’s your ass?”
“Shouldn’t I be asking you that?”
“I wasn’t the one sitting on a stiff carpet with a full-grown man riding me like his favorite rollercoaster, which you are. No lines, cheap admission price, and plenty of screaming thrills.”
“Where do you come up with this shit?”
He shrugged against me.
“My ass is numb, my tailbone is bruised, and I just might have some rug burn on my cheeks.”
Ryder chuckled. “Worth it?”
“Damn straight.”
We sat in silence for a few moments, our bodies cooling and our hearts slowing. I had no idea what time it was, but Ryder’s stomach grumbled, and he yawned at least three times.
“Let’s go home. I need to feed you and put you to bed,” I said as I trailed my fingers up and down his back.
I could feel his lips curve into a smile against my shoulder. “I like it when you call my penthouse home.”
I did too.
“Can we do this again?” he whispered, sated in my arms. “I want you to fuck me again, but this time I don’t want you to pull out. I want to be as close to you as possible for as long as possible.” He found the strength to lift his head and look me in the eye. “Will you fall asleep inside me?”
I’d do anything for this man, but a request I’d dreamed about more than once? There was only one answer. “Every night if you want it.”