22. Ryder
22
RYDER
I don’t know if it’s from facing a part of my life I thought had closed is now open again — for good, not evil — or that I’m happy for Stu and the way he’s turned things around. But I do know I need my wife. I take her up to the lookout; glad I have my truck because it’s overgrown and clearly obvious nobody comes up here anymore. I don’t know why; it has the best view of town from the ridge.
“I like it when you’re happy,” Crystal says as I pull up and park.
“And I like it when I’ve got my wife all to myself.”
“I like it, too. It doesn’t happen that often.”
“Maybe we could have a date night,” I suggest. “Apparently that’s a thing.”
She smiles up at me. “I think I’d like that.” Then she moves her hand that’s currently resting on my thigh over the top of my dick.
I hiss. “Fuck, babe. We're gonna go right there?”
“Exactly my thoughts.” She strokes me through my jeans and I can’t hide how aroused I already am.
“Do you wanna fuck in the car?”
“Yes,” she breathes. “But I want to blow you first.”
“Wait, what’s gotten you all hot n’ heavy?” I ask.
“For one, I’m happy we’re leaving soon, that’s gotta make anyone happy.”
I quirk a smile. “I think we can both agree on that.”
“I don’t know? Closure is good. I think you’re really brave, and I love that you tackle things head on and don’t bury your head in the sand.”
Her words warm my heart. “Sometimes it’s easier to face things head on. They’ll only come back to bite you later.”
“Exactly.”
I don’t stop her from loosening my belt, unbuttoning my jeans, or unzipping me as I shift so she can yank them down, along with my briefs. But when my dick springs free, she grasps it in one hand and wastes no time swiping her tongue over my tip.
I jolt in the seat, gripping my hands on the wheel.
“Holy fuck,” I mutter.
She grins around my cock, working me in her palm as she licks it like a lollipop. Within seconds, she’s taking more of me into her mouth and I know I’m not gonna last. I never do when she has her mouth on me like this.
I grip her hair, guiding her up and down as she moans softly. “Bet you’re wet, aren’t you, Sugar?”
She nods, because I sure as fuck don’t let her off.
“I bet you wanted me to take you in that parish, like the bad girl you are.”
She garbles and grips my base harder. I close my eyes, trying not to ram down her throat, but it feels too good.
“Look at my wife, takin’ her old man’s dick like a fuckin’ angel,” I groan. “Should’ve brought those wings, fucked you with them on against the hood.”
She garbles again, and then grabs my balls with her other hand. I’m done. I’m like a goddamn school kid, barely able to contain it. One more stroke of her mouth over me and I’m toast.
Before I can even blink, rapid streams of cum shoot out of me down her throat and she groans, almost as loud as I do, as she takes it all down.
I’m hot and clammy, needing her tits out so I can play with them while she rides me in the seat. That’s my fantasy right there. “I couldn’t wait,” I confess. “Felt so good.”
“I like this game,” she breathes, sliding off my dick. She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, her eyes hooded.
“Yeah?”
She nods.
“Show me those pretty tits, naughty wife.”
She wastes no time discarding her sweater and her top, yanking her bra down as I slide my chair back. Crystal climbs into my lap and I cup her tits. She watches me as I suckle one hard peak into my mouth, tweaking the other as she groans. Her body drives me insane.
“Your pussy wet, baby?”
“Yes.”
“You wanna get yourself off on my dick until I’m hard again?”
“Fuck yes.”
Thankfully she’s wearing a skirt, even though I know how calculating she is and probably wore it on purpose. I reach under the hem and yank her panties aside to feel her.
She wasn’t lying.
“Fuck,” I mutter. “You’re soakin’.”
“I want your cum inside me.” She tips her head back as I pull on both her nipples, moving my mouth to the other one, paying it the same attention.
I suckle, loving how good she feels. I rub my fingers through her wetness, nudging her clit as she gasps. “Does my baby need some relief?”
“I need your dick.”
“Patience,” I admonish, smacking her ass cheek.
She spreads her legs wider, then tilts her hips as I rest back, palming her tits with one hand, circling her clit with the other. Her cheeks flush and she moans like my good girl, tipping her head back as she orgasms. And my, my, is it a sight to behold.
I shift my mouth back to her nipple as I slide two fingers inside her. “Ride them.”
She doesn’t even have time to recover, but her hands land on my shoulders and she does as she’s told. Her beautiful tits bounce in my face, her breathing accelerates, and I’m ready to come all over again. “Ryder,” she yelps.
“Let me hear it.”
She tips her head back and makes the most delicious cry. I need her hard and fast.
I take my fingers out of her, shoving them into her mouth as she sucks them clean.
“Ride my cock, Sugar. Take all of me. I need it hard.”
She leans down to kiss me, our tongues colliding as she lines herself up, then slides down onto me to the hilt.
I hiss, glancing down to where we’re joined. My sexy wife doesn’t waste any time, and neither do I. I grab her by the waist as she rests her hands on my shoulders, and I move her up and down on my dick harder, faster.
“Jesus,” I mutter.
I don’t know how she does it, but her pussy squeezes the life out of my dick as she rides me. The sound of our wet slapping is as much a turn on as our panting and moans. “Ryder, right there,” she whispers in a drawn out groan.
I thrust up into her as she pushes down, and we’re fucking like today is our last day on earth. Up and down in a frenzy to get to the finish line. I know I can take my time when we have a bed to maneuver around on, but this is exactly what we both needed. Hard, fast, and relentless.
Her tits jiggling, her eyes squeezed shut, and the feel of her cunt gripping me at my very core, sends me over the edge. I spurt hard as she cries out my name. My orgasm goes on for a dizzying amount of time, and when I’m finally spent, I slump back in my seat, panting. She follows me, her body crashing against mine as we struggle to find our breaths.
“Oh, that was so good,” she pants.
“You think your old man still has it?”
“I know he does.”
I grip her ass with my hands, loving how she makes no move to climb off me. I want to be inside her for as long as I can.
“Thank you for comin’ with me today.”
She frowns for a second. “You don’t have to thank me, Ryd. I was always coming with you.”
“I think I like Stu. He seemed like a good guy.”
“I know, I can’t believe we’re even saying that.”
I push a strand of hair back off her face. “I wanna try again for another baby.”
She blinks once. Twice. “But we talked. Last time was difficult. And we said if it happens?—”
“Then it happens, yeah, I get that. But in order to make a baby, we should be having sex a lot.”
She tilts her head. “A lot?”
“Yep.”
“Someone certainly has their stride back.”
I grin. “When it comes to your hot body, I can’t get enough.”
“And here I was thinking it was my brains you loved.”
“That too, and that sweet pussy.”
“So you’ll still love me when I’m all fat and swollen?”
“I did the first time.”
“You loved my tits because they were huge.”
I cup them with my hands. “I love them now, too.”
She moves her mouth to my ear. “I’m so horny, I could do that all over again.”
I chuckle. “I came twice, give a man half a second.”
“Well, the way to try for another baby, apparently, is lots of sex.”
I stroke her ass cheek, still cupping one breast. “I love your body. I can’t keep my fuckin’ hands to myself. Maybe it’s the nostalgia, I don’t know.”
“I’m not complaining.”
“What’s say we grab some food, and head back to the cabin for an all-night fuck session?”
She rolls her lips. “I married such a romantic. Who knew?”
I kiss her chastely. “But first, we need to take a look at that view before we go.”
“I think I’ve got the best view in town right here,” she says, rubbing her nose with mine. “And he’s all I’ll ever need.”
“You talk like that, I’ll knock you up by the end of the weekend.”
She kisses me again. “Here’s hoping.”
Crystal
When we get back, we have a shower and call Aidan before bedtime and he tells us all about his day with Aunty Indigo and Uncle Harlem. My sister also popped by, and they all went to see a movie. I knew Casey would be busy at work, because she never stops, and I didn’t want Ade to be a burden while she tried to get some sleep when she clocked off. She works so hard.
She’s also recently completed her final exams and has a new position as a paramedic, which she’s excited about. I’m so proud of her and all she’s accomplished.
Then Indi tells us Audrina went into labor, and they’re still all waiting for the baby. It’s exciting news, and I know Audrina has been super careful this pregnancy since she’s now forty-eight, but she’s carried to full term without any issues. Hustler is so excited to become a dad. He missed out a lot on seeing his son, Priest, grow up — a kid he never knew about — and those lost years make him sad. Now he has a chance to make up for it, and he deserves it. They both do.
I don’t know what has come over my husband, but he can’t keep his hands off me. When I was on the phone, he was fondling me, kissing my neck softly and teasing my pussy with his fingertips. All the while I tried to concentrate on what Indi was telling me, and hoping I didn’t sound as if I was distracted.
When we finally hang up, Ryder pounces, flipping my robe open as I yelp. “You really weren’t kidding about knocking me up, were you?” I laugh.
He’s completely naked, not even bothering with a robe as he spreads my legs and moves between them. “Nope. But I need to serve this sweet little pussy some tongue before I fuck you.”
“Such a gentleman.”
He pushes my pelvis down when I raise it; it’s not my fault his breath on my pussy sends me into oblivion. And he hasn’t even touched me yet.
I’m delirious as he swipes his tongue against my clit over and over. Every nerve ending in my body is on fire. Every promise. Touch. Taste. It sends rockets of desire through me. In less than a minute, I’m gripping his hair, crying out his name as he sends me over the edge.
“Not fair,” I pant. “I’m at a disadvantage.”
He lifts his head. “How do you figure?”
“Because I can’t feel your body.”
“And you won’t get to because I’m gonna fuck you from behind.”
“Oh,” I cry as he moves to his knees, holding his dick in his hand as I watch him stroke himself.
“Look how hard you’ve got me.”
“Oh, my.”
“Turn around, put your hands against the headboard, and hold on.”
I scramble to do as he says, needing my husband like I need air. Fucking in the car was amazing, but being railed in a bed is just as exciting. Especially like this.
He’s right behind me, knocking my knees wider apart as he nestles in with a kiss to my shoulder.
In my ear, he whispers, “I can’t get enough of my wife.”
“I love it,” I breathe as he slides into me. “Oh, my God.”
When Ryder wants to play, he certainly doesn’t mess around. His thick shaft spears me, and he doesn’t hold back. My hands grip the frame of the bed as I stick my ass out, relishing in the feel of him. It’s like this man really is determined to get me pregnant. And I would definitely not be complaining.
He drives into me slowly, his hips rolling into a thrust as he juts forward. Then he pulls out and repeats. Goddamn, this man. He’s working me into a frenzy, and we’ve already sent each other to heaven and back.
“You feel so good grippin’ me like that,” he says through gritted teeth. “So perfect.”
I stick my ass out and then I feel his hand. He smacks me lightly, and I groan. Ryder has always been very careful about putting his hands on me, but spanking is one limit I have no qualm with. I love him keeping me in line because it’s a challenge for him. He’s always told me how much he loves my sassy personality, and I’m not denying that sometimes I sass him so he’ll punish me in the bedroom.
The slowness, the thickness, the way that goosebumps ripple over my skin at his touch… It has my body contracting as my orgasm drags out until I see stars. The pillow rubbing against my clit makes the sensation all the more heightened as I come on a loud groan.
My eyes spring open as I hear Ryder rustling with something. I turn to look over my shoulder and I see the butt plug in his hand. We haven’t used it for ages, but a thrill of excitement rolls through me when I see that he brought it. Damn sneak.
“This sexy little ass needs some love,” he whispers. “And Daddy needs to see this.”
I stick my ass out farther as he pulls his dick out of me, running the plug through my wetness. Oh, this is going to send me to new heights. I’m excited as he moves the plug in and out of my pussy for a second. Once it’s coated, he circles my ass and I almost die and go to heaven when he edges it in. The plug is pink, of course, and has a cute pair of angel wings as the handle. Ryder loves it when I wear it and he can see it from behind.
He groans when it’s all the way in, tugging on it. I moan. “You should see how fuckin’ sexy this is.”
I reach for him, tilting my head as we kiss. We’re all tongue and it’s dirty. We tongue kiss for so long, I lose track of time. Ryder cups one breast, and tugs on the butt plug again at the same time.
“Fuck,” I moan. “Please, husband, could you get your dick back inside me?”
He grins, biting down on my shoulder as he lines himself back up with my pussy. Sliding in, it feels so much fuller back there. It’s like the butt plug and his dick meet, and I’m the happy recipient. “Baby.”
“Harder,” I whine. “I need it.”
He slaps my butt again and I mewl. I’m so needy when we’re like this. I need him so much. He resumes his slow, torturous movements, but with the butt plug inside of me, I know I’m going to go off like fireworks on the fourth of July.
His hands at my hips, he thrusts harder. Every now and again, he tugs the butt plug and I stick my ass out toward him. “Harder,” I breathe.
He’s breathing just as heavy as me as he picks up the pace, ramming into me without mercy, and it’s so, so good. I squeeze my eyes closed, trying to make this last.
“Rock your pussy against the pillow,” he grits. “Rub that sweet little clit and let me feel you come, Sugar.”
His words… oh, God. They’re my undoing. I bunch the pillow beneath me with one hand, rubbing against it as my body heats even more. The sensations building in me are too much, and then I crescendo from a height I’ve never experienced. The fullness in my ass, plus his monster cock inside me, his fingers pulling my nipples and my clit rubbing against the pillow, it’s too much. I scream. And then I squirt.
I don’t even care. My orgasm goes on and on as Ryder roars, stilling as I feel him pulse inside me. My name on his lips, I close my eyes and will this sensation to never end. But it does.
Once we’re both still, he drops his mouth to my shoulder and kisses it. “Fuck, baby, that was so fuckin’ good. You squeezed the fuck outta me.”
“You’re a sneak bringing that butt plug,” I pant. “Which makes me think you had this all planned.”
“What if I did?” He smirks.
“Then I’ll be thanking you on my knees for the rest of time.”
He chuckles. “Bad little wife.” He pulls out slowly and I stay on my hands and knees. I feel the plug slide out of me as he sets it on the side table, and then pulls me back into his arms. “But so good at the same time.”
“Uh ah.” I close my eyes, relishing in his warmth. “You can’t have it both ways, husband.”
He rolls onto his back, taking me with him. My back to his front. I try to settle my breathing. “Oh, yes I can, pretty wife. I know how to make this body sing.”
“I can’t deny that,” I laugh.
He kisses my hair. “We should get some sleep. We’re drivin’ to the beach tomorrow.”
“Well, I would if you didn’t keep me awake all night.”
“Didn’t hear you complainin’.”
I snuggle back. “And you never will.”
I’m well aware sex doesn’t fix everything, but what we’ve been lacking in is communication. Our priorities have always been focused on Ade and giving him the best life, and that’s how it should be, but somewhere along the lines, we forgot about ourselves, and each other.
I make a vow right then and there that no matter what happens, I will always be upfront and honest with him, even if it’s difficult. Even if those conversations are sometimes hard.
We’ve turned a corner.
I feel it in my bones.