Chapter 27
“CAN YOU SEE ME?” REZZ
R yder holds his cock between my pussy lips, then thrusts his hips. His thick shaft glides through my folds, smearing my arousal on himself and over my sensitive clit.
I bite my lip to hold back the noises creeping up my throat, but that grows more difficult as Ryder picks up his pace until his hips snap against the backs of my thighs.
The coil of tension in my core tightens with each pass over my bundle of nerves. It feels good, but it’s not enough to make me come.
Sensing that, Ryder draws back and notches the fat head of his dick outside my opening. His thumb rubs my clit while he eases forward. The pressure from him trying to invade my body makes me tense up.
“Just the tip,” I blurt without thinking.
Ryder pauses and raises his darkened gaze to my face. “Just the tip?”
My stomach twists. No matter how much he prepares me to take him, his size still intimidates me. I know it’ll hurt, but I’m not ready yet. Once again, now would be the perfect time to tell him I’m a virgin, but I hesitate, worried he’ll change his mind about having sex with me.
What if he finds it repulsive? Or what if he thinks I should sleep with someone else first so I can learn a few things in the bedroom before he?—
“Madison.” Ryder’s commanding voice drags me out of my spiraling thoughts.
I swallow to wet my suddenly dry throat. “Just the tip. For right now.”
He tilts his head as he considers me for a moment. Maybe I’m seeing things, but I swear I catch the fleeting look of understanding in his gaze before he locks it away.
“I won’t hurt you, little sister,” he whispers. “I’ll make sure you’re soaking wet and writhing beneath me before I fuck you.”
My lungs deflate as all the oxygen whooshes out of me.
“Fuck.” I squeeze my eyes shut and bite my bottom lip. “Don’t call me that.”
Ryder’s chuckle is dark and full of mischief. He knows I don’t mean it. Hell, even I know I don’t mean it.
“You’re a little liar.” His cock glides between my pussy lips, rubbing his piercing against my clit. “You love it when I call you my sister. Especially when you’re riding my dick.” He slaps my mound with his cock. “Isn’t that right, sis?”
My toes curl with each maddening stroke as he goes back to thrusting between my folds. Each time his lean waist rams against the backs of my thighs, my body jerks backward on the bed.
“Look at me,” Ryder growls.
My eyes fly open, and I meet Ryder’s stare. His thrusts quicken and become harder, then slow after a minute, and he lets out a shaky breath. He’s edging himself and forcing me to tag along on this cruel kink of his.
A few times, the tip of his cock slips too far back and presses into my opening. It invades just a little before he pulls out.
“Ryder, please!” I reach between us and barely grab him before he shoves my hand aside with a warning growl.
“You want my dick inside your pretty little cunt, sis?”
“God, yes!”
He slaps my clit with his palm. “Wrong name, baby. Let’s try that again.”
“Ryder,” I whimper.
The corners of his eyes crinkle with a smile. “And who am I to you?”
My heart pounds so hard I’m afraid he can hear it. “Big brother.”
His groan goes straight to my core as it clenches around nothing. Ryder draws his hips back and pushes the fat head of his cock against my entrance.
“Relax for me. Breathe.” We both groan at the same time as the crown pops past the outer barrier. “That’s my good girl. Fuck, you’re so tight.”
I grab the blankets behind my head as my inner walls burn from the stretch of his invasion, but he remains still while I grow accustomed to the feeling of him inside me.
Noticing my discomfort, Ryder rubs my clit with his thumb.
Pleasure bleeds through the pain, making it more comfortable and enjoyable as he invades my body.
“You’re taking me so well.” Ryder rocks his hips and shallowly moves inside me. I suck in a breath as he sinks deeper and the pressure builds. He pulls out and goes back to fucking my folds with his earlier roughness, as though he can’t help himself.
“My naughty little sister,” he growls. “You respond to me so fucking beautifully.”
I pant as my orgasm crests, holding me at the edge and needing one last push for me to fall over. The sensation fades as Ryder thrusts the head of his cock inside me with slow, shallow strokes. Our bodies move as one as we ride the wave of euphoria, getting lost in one another.
My eyes roll into the back of my head as he eases another inch inside me, testing me, seeing how much I can take and if I’ll stop him.
At this point, I’ll take everything he gives me, as long as he makes me come and continues uttering those toe-curling whimpers.
The sounds of his pleasure are everything to me, because it’s me who’s making him feel good. It’ll always be me .
My anxious brain takes this moment to imagine our parents catching us like this. It would end what only just began. I’m too selfish to turn back now. I don’t want to lose Ryder and what we have between us.
I turn my head, glancing at the closed door to ensure no one is standing there and watching this happen. It’s still early in the morning, and they should be asleep, but I can’t be too careful.
Ryder grabs my jaw and forces my head back toward him. He eases in another inch, stealing the breath right out of my lungs. “Eyes on me, doll. Don’t fucking look away from me again.”
I train my gaze on him and nod.
“That’s my girl,” he murmurs.
Ryder’s darkened eyes lower from my face. The way he drinks in my curves and watches my apron stomach jiggle sends an electric bolt of pleasure straight to my clit. He growls as he sinks in another inch, painfully stretching me with his fat girth.
“You feel so good.” His hand skims over my love handle, moving to my stomach and squeezing a roll before creeping higher and palming my breast. Every harsh squeeze is full of desperation and the rising need to make me feel just how badly he wants me.
“Are you going to watch this video later and touch yourself to it?” His voice comes out husky and strained.
I nod and whimper.
A breath shudders out of him. “I had no idea how big of a freak you are.” He leans back on his haunches and angles the phone’s camera to better capture the tip of his cock gliding in and out of me. “I need you to come, sis. I’m barely holding back my orgasm. Coat my dick with your cum.”
His free hand comes between us, and he rubs my clit with enough pressure to bring back my orgasm from earlier. My gaze moves on its own, returning to the door as worry fills me.
Ryder snatches my jaw and forces my attention back to him. “Scared, doll? Afraid Daddy will hear his little girl being her big brother’s slut?”
My legs squeeze around Ryder’s waist, and I sink my teeth into my bottom lip.
Ryder tilts his head and shoves another inch inside me. He hums in pleasure at my pained gasp. “I told you I’d be your dirty little secret, but I’m not against your father seeing us like this. For him to witness how I make his daughter moan so prettily.”
I shake my head. “Please, no. I don’t want him to see?—”
“Then you better come before he wakes up and finds you like this.” He releases my jaw and rubs my bundle of nerves with renewed determination.
My hips buck, forcing more of Ryder’s fat cock inside me. Pain zaps from my stomach down to my toes as I stretch around him. Pleasure drowns out pain as Ryder focuses on my clit.
“That’s it, baby doll,” Ryder growls. “Get me nice and wet with your cum.”
All of my muscles seize as he forces me over the brink. Ringing fills my ears, along with the distant moans I realize are mine. Ryder works me through the orgasm while his thrusts quicken.
“I’m gonna come,” he warns breathlessly. “Where do you want it?”
I hesitate, unsure of what the right answer is.
I say the first thing that pops into my mind. “My face.”
“Fuck,” he growls.
Ryder pulls out of me and crawls over my body with his dick in his fist. He strokes himself with maddening pumps, then moans as cum shoots from the tip and lands on my face.
I open my mouth and stick out my tongue as he unloads on me.
Some lands on my cheek, while most of it goes into my waiting mouth.
I’ve never tasted cum before. The texture is not the best, but the taste isn’t terrible. It’s salty, with a combination of musk and everything that makes him Ryder . Maybe I’m so far gone in my feelings for him that I actually love tasting him.
Ryder squeezes the bluish-purple tip of his cock.
The last of the semen beads at the tip, and he releases himself.
We stare at each other for a moment, silent and comfortable as we come back from our high.
After a moment, he taps the phone screen and tosses it onto the bed before climbing off me and disappearing into the bathroom.
I lay here, staring at the space he occupied, confused as hell about why he walked away without saying anything.
The confusion lasts all of a second before he returns to my side, his mask gone and a warm washcloth in his hand, which he uses to clean my face.
Satisfied he didn’t miss any spots, he tosses the rag onto his nightstand and gathers me in his arms.
Butterflies dance in my stomach as he takes the big-spoon position behind me and holds me close, with his half-hard cock pressed against my ass.
The room falls into a comfortable silence as we bask in the afterglow.
It doesn’t last for long—at least not for me, anyway—as all of my worries come rushing back.
Sensing the change in my mood, Ryder squeezes his arms around me and kisses my shoulder. “No one will find out.”
I cling to his words like they’re a life-saving raft in the middle of the ocean. “Promise?”
“I swear.” He tenderly kisses my neck, his palm stroking my stomach.
I turn my head and capture his lips with mine. The kiss is the opposite of the one we shared moments ago. It’s soft and sweet, filled with unspoken words, as we take our time exploring each other.
I’m never letting him go.
Ryder ends the kiss. “Get some sleep, sis. You’ll need it.”
My eyebrows rise up my forehead.
He smirks and dips his hand between my legs, his fingers curling over my pussy as he cups me. “I’m not done with you.”