Chapter 27
Ryder
Claire is perfection. Every inch of her. I could sit here between her legs and stare at her gorgeous body all night, but I won’t leave her hanging and needy for much longer. Plus, my cock is bobbing furiously between us.
I need her. I need to be inside her and have her tight channel wrapped around my cock. I plant my hands near her breasts and lean over to kiss her lips before moving to her nipples. I suckle and flick them until she cries out with frustration.
When I’m ready, I nibble a path to her pussy and drag my tongue through her folds. She arches her hips off the bed when I suck her clit and bucks when I thrust my tongue into her pussy.
“Ryder, please… I need you inside me.”
I love that she’s begging, but I’m not going to enter her until she comes. It will help her body accept me if I take her while she’s partially sated. Returning my attention to her clit, I capture the tiny bundle of nerves with my teeth, hold it gently, and flick it with my tongue.
I ease a finger into her tight channel while she writhes. Maybe I should stretch her more, but there’s no time. She’s already coming against my mouth.
Claire makes the sexiest noises when she orgasms. She makes my cock ten times harder, too.
While she’s panting through her release, I line our bodies up, lower over her, and kiss her. Her essence is on my lips and tongue, but she doesn’t mind. She returns the kiss with all the passion I feel.
My cock is lodged at her entrance. She’s trembling around me. I lift my face a few inches and hold her gaze. I tuck my hands under her shoulders and grip them from beneath. “I love you, Claire.”
“I love you, too, Ryder.”
I thrust into her to the hilt.
She cries out and then stops breathing as she tips her head back and squeezes her eyes shut.
I kiss her neck. Fuck, she’s tight. I know I did the right thing. She’ll adjust in a minute. There was no sense dragging out the stretch.
Her teeth are gritted, and she’s still not breathing.
“Let your body relax around me, baby. Take a breath.”
She ignores me for several long seconds before lowering her clenched ass to the bed and inhaling slowly. “Fuck,” she whispers.
I kiss her. “It will get better in a moment, baby. I promise.”
She nods her acceptance, but I don’t think she believes me.
When I think she can handle it, I ease partway out and back in. She’s going to strangle me with her tight cunt. If I manage to hold myself back until she’s enjoying herself, it will be a miracle, but I fucking intend to do just that.
I ease out and back in again. This time, she breathes.
After a few more strokes, she lifts her ankles and wraps them around my thighs. “I think I’m okay,” she whispers. “Can I have my hands now? I want to touch you.”
I push myself all the way into her and reach up to unfasten the attachment, leaving the cuffs on her wrists.
She moans as she lowers her arms to grip my back. “Move, Ryder.”
I grin as I give her what she wants, easing in and out again.
“Harder.” She bucks her hips upward. “Please, harder and faster. Deeper.”
Jesus, she’s perfection. My perfection. I’ll never be able to deny her. I thrust harder, deeper. She’s so tight I’m not going to last. The desire to fill this woman with my come is so strong I’m out of control. I want to mark her. I want to empty my seed into her and stay deep inside her.
I’ve never felt this raw need before. It’s Claire. It’s all her. She makes me into someone I’ve never met.
I thrust harder and faster as I watch her face. Her mouth falls open, and her eyes roll back. I hadn’t expected her to come again, but maybe she can. I slide one hand down between us and rub her clit. The moment I touch the tiny nub, she comes, screaming as her orgasm sucks the life out of my cock.
I push as deep as possible and empty myself into her. I’ve never come so hard. I’ve never felt so good. My naked cock feels like heaven inside my girl. I never want to use a condom again. I’m ruined. I hope she doesn’t mind having a dozen kids.
Spent and panting, I kiss her over and over in a crazed frenzy. I need her to know how much she means to me. I will show her every day of her life.
When I finally release her mouth to meet her gaze, I find a languid, satisfied smile on her face. She runs her palms up and down my back. “That was amazing.”
I stroke her cheeks with my thumbs. “Are you okay, baby?”
She nods. “So good. It hurt at first. Made me wonder why anyone would do that, but then it got better. I can’t believe I came.”
“ I can’t believe how lucky I am,” I say, staring into her eyes. I push deeper, my cock still hard.
She groans. “That feels so good.”
“Yes, it does. You’re going to be sore for a few days.”
She shakes her head. “I don’t care. I love you.”
“I love you.” Is this real? How did I get so lucky? I know I’m grinning like a loon. But I don’t care.
“Are you going to pull out?” She squirms against me.
“No. Not yet.”
She giggles. “Is this a caveman thing? Are you just content inside me, or are you trying to make sure every single sperm has a fighting chance?”
“A little of both.” I ease out an inch and thrust back to the hilt. I want to be inside her. The thought of parting from her makes my chest tighten.
“Eventually, we’ll have to leave this room in search of food,” she teases.
I grunt. “For the next week, you’re not leaving this room. I’ll get food and bring it back to the room. You will lounge around naked or wearing the things in those gift bags. I’ll feed you.”
She giggles. “I can’t stay in here all week.”
“Sure, you can. I’m not going to give you enough clothes to leave the room.” I’m feeling irrationally possessive. I push into her again, my cock still as hard as it was before I came.
Her breath hitches, and I love how her eyes roll back. She licks her lips. “Are you going to let me shower and bathe? Or do you want to prop my hips up with pillows and continue fucking me until you’re sure I’m pregnant?” She’s teasing, but the idea makes me growl.
I kiss her deeply, consuming her until she’s pliant under me again and moving her hips. I’m shocked, but I’m going to come again. So is she. I find our rhythm, thrusting hard and deep, grinding the base of my cock against her clit. Every time I do so, she gasps.
Her ankles hook tightly around my thighs as she tries to hold me inside her. She lifts her hips to get me deeper. She’s not kissing me back any longer because she can’t focus on more than her pussy.
It’s so fucking hot. I lift my lips so I can watch her face as she writhes and takes from me, grinding and squirming until she finally gasps before her orgasm washes through her with a long moan.
Her pussy pulses around my cock, milking me, making me come yet again.
When I can breathe, I murmur, “I’ve changed my mind. You’re never leaving this room again.”
She smiles. “I might be okay with that, though I’ve hardly spent any time with your parents. I should probably come out and get to know them while they’re in town.”
I groan. Shit. Forgot about them. Crap. Yes. I will have to share my girl with my parents and hers. We’ll have them all over for brunch. Not tomorrow, though. Tomorrow, I’m not giving her clothes. That’s final. They can come the day after.