Chapter 13 #2
“You want that, don’t you.” Ryder tugged on my ear, adding a second finger. “You want me—hell, all of us—to fill this tight hole up with so much cum it’s leaking down your thighs.”
My eyes closed, giving into the moment completely.
There was something feral about Ryder right now, dangerous and predatory, as he rolled my clit with his thumb. “You’ve already had two of us inside of you; do you know how much I crave to do the same?”
His thumb moved off my clit, and I whimpered in pain.
“Please, Ryder,” I moaned.
“You’ll come when I tell you to.” He stilled his fingers and I nodded immediately, his fingers resuming their movement, increasing their speed and causing my legs to tremble.
“The problem, kitten,” he growled, “is that I can’t fuck you—not without filling you up with so much cum that there isn’t a chance you won’t be pregnant.”
My pussy tightened around his fingers as his other hand ran up my chest to squeeze one of my breasts, toying with my hard nipple.
“Unless you want that.” He nipped my ear. “Do you want that, Effie? Do you want to slide down on my cock?”
“Yes,” I answered without hesitation.
Ryder stilled his fingers as his other hand tilted my jaw back, his gaze darkening. “You want that, kitten? Be certain before you answer.”
“I…I want that, Ryder.” I knew exactly what I was saying, even if I was in a fog of pure need.
Ryder’s magic pushed through the room, the lights dimming as he cocooned us inside. I whimpered as he removed his fingers from me, licking them before lifting me off him. I nearly begged him to continue, my clit pulsing with need, before he pulled me back on him so that I was straddling him.
“Show me how much you want it, Effie, because you better be sure,” he rasped. “There’s no going back if I slide inside of you.”
My hands were shaky as I unbuttoned his shirt and pressed forward, kissing his lips in a tentative but hot kiss, rocking my body against his rock-hard length.
My hands explored his chest, and I savored the chance to touch him.
I loved that he was allowing me full access to him.
I hadn’t been in charge before, Ryder allowing me to set the pace as he pushed my dress up to my waist, his large hands gripping my butt perfectly.
“I want you inside of me,” I admitted boldly, my hands traveling down to his pants.
I undid them with far from practiced hands and leaned back to free his erection.
The minute he was in my hand, Ryder let out a feral noise, a pearl of precum forming.
I licked my lips and slid to the floor, leaning forward to swipe it off with my tongue—
“Effie,” he snarled. “You don’t have to—shit.”
His pained tone had me stopping until I saw the pure need on his face. Wrapping one hand around his cock, my fingers not able to fully touch, I slid him into my mouth.
I wasn’t normally this bold or daring, but I was so incredibly turned on that all I could think about was having him in my mouth. I knew I was wet enough to take him, I could feel it on my thighs, but I wanted to take him in every way. I wanted him to understand just how much I wanted this—
I gagged on his length, and he slid a hand into my hair, pulling me back but not off of him.
He looked down at me kneeling halfway under the table, and his free hand tightened on the booth’s leather seat, clearly wanting to touch me.
Working my way up his shaft, I swirled my tongue around the head before bobbing back down, taking him so deep that my eyes practically watered.
“Fuck,” Ryder hissed. “Keep doing that, kitten, and I’m going to come in your mouth.”
I whimpered, pressing my thighs together, loving the idea of tasting him, of swallowing him down.
A dark look turned Ryder’s gaze almost gold. “You love that, don’t you? But I know what you want more. I know you want me between your thighs.”
I did; he was completely right. Unable to stop myself, I pulled off his cock and crawled on top of him again, his fingers snapping the sides of my barely there panties and tossing them to the side.
I heard someone pass our private room, their shadows only making this more exhilarating. Ryder tugged me forward over his cock, and I could feel his magic binding around me in a lethal hold. There was a wild look in his eye, and I knew he was close to losing control.
“Slide down on my cock,” he demanded softly. “Show me how much you want to take me. Show me how much you want my cum.”
I whimpered as the head of his cock pressed to my entrance, moaning as I began to slide down his length.
My eyes nearly rolled back as I worked myself down his length, his chest rumbling and hands almost bruising on my hips.
Finally, I slammed down completely, and he let out a feral noise that had everything in me lighting up like a fireworks show.
“Goddamn,” Ryder groaned, burying his head against my throat while gripping my butt. “You feel so amazing.”
I whimpered, rolling my hips. I felt his cock pulse, and I swear I felt him spill inside of me, but if he did, he only seemed to grow more hard, and the intense dominance radiating off of him did the opposite of scare me.
“Good girl. Ride my cock, just like that,” he growled as I bounced up and down, loving the grip he had on my ass.
When the strap of my dress and bralette fell, revealing my breast, he surged forward and tugged my nipple with his teeth.
My clit pulsed and a small orgasm rolled over me, causing him to snarl as I tightened around him.
Moving faster, I had the sudden need and urge to make him come inside of me.
I couldn’t explain it, but the sound of us coming together, the erotic clap of our skin and the way he whispered filthy things against my lips, had everything turning into a hurricane of need.
I was going to come, and I was going to come hard.
“Come for me, Effie. Come for me so I can. I have so much fucking cum for you, kitten.”
His words had me detonating on the spot, the room turning black as his teeth bit down on the swell of my breast, our magic slamming together as fire licked my skin.
I cried out his name as he groaned out mine, the sensation of him spilling his seed causing me to feel a euphoric sense of relief and connection.
Sinking against him, a wave of sleepiness rolled over me, and I couldn’t help the lazy, sated smile that pressed onto my lips at what we’d just done.
“Effie.” Ryder tilted my chin up, his eyes darkening on my expression. “Fuck, I love you.”
“Ryder,” I whispered in surprise, rolling my hips instinctively as he groaned.
His cock flexed inside of me and I shivered, feeling him spill further inside of me.
He hadn’t been lying…he had a lot for me.
My lips pressed to his as he tightened one hand in my hair, deeply kissing me to the point that I felt dizzy. “Ryder, I love you too.”
That word didn’t do justice to how I felt, though, and the amount of joy his words caused was almost impossible to describe.
“I know everything seems chaotic, but I promise I’m going to do everything I can to give you the life you dream of.” He pressed another kiss to my lips.
“I just want you,” I whispered, running my hands through his hair.
“You did so good, kitten,” He nipped my lip. “So fucking good.”
His praise had something lighting up under my skin that I’d never experienced before.
I loved the idea of pleasing Ryder in all ways, and I found I needed that from him.
After a moment, he gently pulled me off him, and I realized I had no panties.
Now I was wearing nothing but a silk dress… and cum between my legs.
Ryder let out a low rumble, looking over me. “Fuck, you are so goddamn gorgeous.”
I let out a small, soft sound as he flashed a smile and adjusted my dress. He wrapped me in his large dress coat, slinging the leather jacket over the booth before looking over our food. His lips pressed to my temple.
“How do you feel about getting this wrapped up to go?”
“That sounds amazing.”