Chapter Twenty-Three
Camille
I ’m still half asleep when I attempt to roll over to my other side to try to fall back asleep. I already know it’s too early for me to be up, especially on a Sunday. But my body’s trapped underneath another warm body, preventing me from moving the way I want.
I crack open one eye to see that Ryker’s sprawled on top of me. Well, half of him. His leg is strewn over my hips and his head is nestled on my breasts while his inked-up forearm is resting under them.
Giddiness bubbles up inside of me, knowing he’s here and mine. For now.
I had the best sleep I’ve ever had last night. There’s just something about him that has me wanting to cling to. My fingers run softly through his hair and I massage his scalp.
He emits a contented sigh. “Mmm,” he hums, sounding so unlike the grump I know.
“Shh, sleep,” I whisper, repeating the motions with my fingers. Minutes go by without a word from either of us, so I assume he fell asleep until a groan leaves his mouth and suddenly his lips are on the mound of my breast, peppering the area with kisses over my T-shirt.
“Ryker.” The word is breathy as each press of his lips heats my entire body.
“I’ve been dying to look at them. Can I?” he gruffs, sounding strained.
“Yes.”
Ryker grunts in approval, lifting his head as he cups me through my T-shirt, weighing them in his hands. “Fuck, baby. Your shirt needs to go, now ,” he rasps, moving his hands to the hem. He lifts it up and over my body, leaving me bare save for the cheeky pink underwear I have on.
“You’re a dream, you know that?” he says as his eyes roam hungrily over every square inch of my body. Once they land on my breasts, his eyes darken.
I’ll take it he’s a boob guy.
The thought is swept away when his mouth wraps around my nipple while his hand pays attention to my other nipple, twisting and pulling.
My back arches off the bed and I let out a low moan.
My piercings make it feel more intense, and Ryker’s tongue around the barbell is making me see stars. His breath is warm against the cool bar, and the contrast is dizzying. “These are so fucking hot.”
“So good. Keep going,” I moan, wrapping my legs around his waist as he settles between my thighs.
Ryker doesn’t respond. Instead, he just keeps going as he moves between my breasts, bringing me closer and closer to the edge of my looming orgasm. I’ve never come this way, but I guess there’s a first time for everything, right?
Suddenly, his hard length grinds against my soaked panties, so slowly, I can feel every inch of him, which nearly makes me lose it .
“Ryker,” I gasp, my entire body on fire.
“You like that?” he grunts, grinding into me with more force this time.
I rub back against him and revel in watching his forearms flex in response. “I’d like it more if it were inside of me.” I tug on his hair, forcing his mouth off my nipple.
“Fuck.” He throws his head back. “I don’t have any condoms.”
“I have an IUD, and I’ve been tested. I’m clear.”
“I’m good too, but it’s up to you. It’s always whatever you want,” he tells me.
I smirk. “I know it is, and I want your cock in my mouth first. Then I want you inside me.”
“Baby, you’re going to make me come before any of that happens if you keep talking like that.”
“Then strip, lie down, and let me suck you,” I order him, loving how strong it makes me feel to be in control.
Ryker does exactly as I say, standing up from the bed, where he discards his clothes, and my mouth waters at the sight.
“You’re gorgeous,” I breathe, in awe at the sight in front of me.
Ryker shakes his head and lies down on the bed. “I thought you were using that mouth to suck my cock. Don’t tell me you’re a liar, princess.”
“Oh, I will.” I smirk devilishly.
On all fours, I crawl over to him and grip his cock, humming in appreciation as I stroke his length. His cock is thick and long, the perfect size. I’ve never seen anything I’ve wanted to put my mouth on more.
“Your cock is amazing, Ryker.” I kiss the tip, the saltiness from his pre-cum hitting my tongue.
“Fuck,” he mutters.
I lean down and spit on his cock, using my hand to coat his entire length. Ryker’s muscles tense in anticipation, and I grin, knowing how much power I have over him. With my hand holding his base in a firm grip, I suck his tip into my mouth. His thighs tremble underneath me and it spurs me on. I suck more of his length into my mouth, swirling my tongue as I do.
“You’re so good at sucking my cock, baby,” Ryker moans, his dirty words making my clit throb.
I attempt to put all of him in my mouth but fail, my gag reflex making me have to pull back.
“Fuck, that sound, do it again.”
So I do, shoving him as far as I can go until my gag reflex kicks in once again. It turns me on knowing he loves it rather than being annoyed that I can’t take all of him.
Ryker’s breathing becomes erratic, his hands fisting the sheets.
God, that’s so hot.
I settle in a rhythm, sucking and licking him while my other hand comes up to squeeze lightly on his balls.
“Okay, you need to stop,” he grits out, putting a hand on my shoulder.
I let him go with a pop. “But I’m having so much fun.” I pout, then flick my tongue over his slit.
Ryker’s body jolts at the contact, but before I can go back to toying with him, he has me on my back. He pulls my panties to the side and starts eating my pussy.
“Fuck,” I moan as his tongue flicks over my clit rapidly. I was already close just from sucking him off, and the unexpectedness of this is so hot it’s bringing me even closer to the edge. While I love to be in control, I also like to give it up and trust that he can take care of me.
Ryker’s tongue and mouth ravish me, like I’m his first and last meal. A moan vibrates from his chest as he does and my hips buck wildly at that, my back arching, trying to both get away from the insane pleasure but also get back closer .
My body clearly is at a loss, battling between needs.
My hips come up when his tongue spears into me, and this time he lifts them higher, my back fully off the bed as he brings my pussy closer to his face.
My orgasm slams into me at the passion with which he devours me. “Ryker!” I scream, my voice unknown to me as the throes of lust distort it.
Ryker doesn’t let up, only pushes my legs further apart and continues to lap at my clit, sucking it into his mouth. I scream his name again as another unexpected orgasm hits me, filling my body with a buzzing warmth that has me spent by the time he sets me back down. Ryker stands from the bed, his cock throbbing with the need for release.
“Where are you going?” I pant.
“I was going to take care of it in the bathroom. You seem exhausted.”
I perk up at that, shaking my head. “Ryker, if you don’t get inside me, I will—”
“What?” He smirks.
“Will be very sad.” I jut my bottom lip, giving him puppy eyes.
Ryker crawls back on the bed, his body hovering over mine and cloaking me in a sense of protection, yet there’s a hint of danger lurking. His eyes are darker than I’ve ever seen them, and his jaw is set so tightly I fear he’s going to chip a tooth.
It’s clear Ryker wants me, but I know he’s going to be doing everything he can to rein in his self-control.
His lips dip down to taste mine. The combination of my cum on his tongue mixed with his scent makes me whimper against him. His cock rubs up against my slit, causing my hips to jolt upward.
My move makes his tip prod my entrance, and we both still. It’s eerily quiet, the sound of our heavy breathing filling the air.
“More,” I whisper as a sudden wave of emotions passes through me. I’ll never have more than this with him, so I’m going to enjoy every fleeting moment that I can.
“Are you sure?” he asks, his body wound tightly as he stays perfectly still with his tip nudged against my entrance.
“Yes, please,” I beg.
Ryker lowers his lips to my forehead, then whispers in my ear, “Tell me if anything’s wrong, promise?”
I nod, feeling so damn happy I’m doing this with him. He not only makes me feel wanted and sexy, but more importantly, safe and cared for.
Ryker pushes my knees further apart, his eyes glued to my pussy as he watches his cock slide up and down my slit, coating in my arousal. I look down and the sight turns me on more than I ever thought possible.
“I know, baby, I’ve got you,” he rasps, lining himself up with my entrance. Then, in one thrust, he slides all the way in.
Strangled gasps leave us, followed by a string of French curse words leaving my lips while Ryker breathes heavily above me.
Once the sting subsides due to his size, pleasure settles over me and has me attempting to rock my hips against his for some friction.
“Fuck me,” I urge him. “And come inside me when you’re done.”
Ryker’s eyes flit between mine, a small smile forming on his chiseled face. “I love that you look like a princess but talk so fucking dirty.”
My response is stolen out of my lungs when he rocks in and out of me for the first time. It turns my brain to mush as my sole focus becomes the sparks of pleasure all over my body.
He feels incredible, better than I could’ve ever imagined.
Ryker brings my hands above my head, intertwining our fingers as he sets the perfect rhythm. I feel all of him while he rocks into me at just the right angle and pace, making me moan and call out his name.
“You’re doing such a good job, Ryker. Your cock is fucking me so well,” I tell him, my voice low and seductive.
“Fuck,” he moans. “Best pussy ever. So tight, so wet, so mine .” His thrusts then turn primal, his hips jutting against mine more rapidly.
“This okay?” he grits out, knowing I told him I didn’t want anything rough yet.
“You’re perfect. Don’t stop.”
And he doesn’t. He continues to fuck me like that. Our hands intertwined, his balls slapping against my ass as our eyes stay locked on one another the entire time. Taking in every single reaction as we lose ourselves to our bodies, letting them take over.
I lift my head up in search of his lips and he dips down, kissing me with just as much fervor as he’s fucking me with.
“Now it’s my turn to fuck you,” I say when we pull apart, more than ready to get on top.
My favorite position.
Ryker rolls us over so that he’s lying down and I’m on top. His eyes roam up and down my body before focusing in on where we’re joined. “You’re so sexy, especially with my cock inside you.”
I lift up slowly, feeling every inch, and then slam back down, stealing my own breath at the feeling. “Oh God,” I moan, swiveling my hips as I begin to ride him. I slightly lift my hips while rocking against him to brush over my clit with every thrust.
“You’re so good at riding my cock, naughty thing, aren’t you?” he rasps, his eyes dark and full of need as his hands come up to cup my breasts.
“Just for you,” I whimper as his hands start playing with my piercings. My lower belly pools with warmth, my pending orgasm lingering, but I need more .
Bending forward, I lean over him to bring my breasts right in his face. “Suck.”
Ryker smirks, then obliges, his lips wrapping tightly around one of my nipples as his hand tugs at the other. My orgasm hits me then, shooting up my spine and making my fucking world shake. I don’t know how long I scream his name, but I don’t register anything until Ryker has me back on my back and is pounding into me as he finds his own release.
“You want me to fill this pussy up, baby? Coat you in my cum?” he grunts as sweat drips from his forehead.
“Oh God, Ryker, yes, please,” I whimper, feeling sensitive from my orgasm and possibly the lingering feelings I don’t want to think about right now.
That’s all it takes, and suddenly, he stills inside me, his cock jerking as he fills me up, warmth coating my walls.
Instead of flopping on me in exhaustion, Ryker sucks in a breath and leans down to kiss me. I expect it to be hot and wild, just like the sex we had, but it’s the opposite. His lips are soft and gentle as they meld with mine. He then moves his lips across my face, pressing kisses all over me.
I blush and start to giggle, rubbing my nose against his. We both breathe in deeply, our foreheads touching while we stay silent.
But my mind keeps running rampant with four little words.
I am so fucked.