Chapter Seven
~Scarlett~
The door to Ryker’s motel room slams against the wall as we fall inside, a tangle of limbs and joined mouths that can’t stop for one second from exploring each other.
My arms and legs are wrapped around him like some kind of snake, but the only thing I want to choke right now is the python in his pants.
Every time I grind my center against his hips, his massive dick pushes against me and it is creating so much delicious friction that I’m going to come from this alone.
Ryker kicks the door shut and walks us over to the bed.
He makes to put me down, but I shake my head no against his mouth while I suck on his tongue and keep thrusting against him.
“Not yet,” I mumble as I continue to rub myself all over him.
About three seconds later, I break the kiss and come apart in his arms. It’s not the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had, but it’s enough to take the edge off so that when we really get going, I can focus more on him than myself.
Ryker has been putting me first ever since we met, and I want to return the favor.
It’s not like it will be a hardship. My hands have been dying to explore his body for days, and now I don’t have to wait any longer.
Ryker breaks the kiss and pants his breaths. “Shit, Firecracker,” he breathes out, brushing his lips against mine briefly before looking back at me with wonder in his eyes. “Love how responsive you are.”
I hum and drop from his arms and run my hands up underneath his t-shirt, loving the feel of hard muscle and the slight dusting of hair beneath my fingertips. “Now should we see how responsive you are?” I ask before dipping my hands lower and palming the front of his tented jeans.
Ryker groans and looks down at me, heat and need in his gaze. “Darlin’, I think you can already tell how responsive I am,” he grits out, bucking his hips into my hand as I continue to grope him through the material of his pants.
“That I can.” I stop my actions and step back, popping the top button of my dress apart and moving onto the next. “Now be a good boy and strip your clothes off and sit on the edge of the bed,” I command, my voice low and husky.
Who even am I right now? I have zero experience in this arena, but Ryker has shown me so often over the last few days that he thinks I’m a strong, capable woman that I feel free enough to try a few things, things I’d only thought possible in my dreams.
Ryker’s brow raises in question before he pulls his t-shirt up and over his head.
“Yes, ma’am,” he says obligingly as he unbuckles his belt and pulls the zipper down his jeans.
My thought train is temporarily derailed as I watch him reveal more and more tanned skin.
His chest and torso are hard and defined, and for a moment I get distracted by the tattoo on his left arm making another appearance.
It’s the Marine Corps logo with the words “Semper Fi” written below. “Like what you see, Firecracker?”
My head bobs and my mouth goes dry as he pushes his jeans and boxers down in one move, revealing thick, muscular legs and what could quit possible be the most beautiful dick I have ever seen. Most people don’t think of the male appendage in that way, but most people aren’t me.
Ryker’s cock is long, thick, and smooth. I can see the head leaking already and my tongue peaks out and runs across my lips of its own accord. My previously dry mouth is suddenly salivating with the need to lick and suck him until he’s screaming my name like he promised.
When my eyes finally meet Ryker’s again, I see him smirking and narrow my gaze. “You think you’re hot stuff, huh?”
He reaches down and starts stroking himself in long, hard pulls. “Only when you’re looking at me the way you are right now,” he states before sitting down on the edge of the bed, just as I instructed. “What now, Firecracker? It’s your show.”
I love that he is letting me take the lead. My lack of experience isn’t something that I’ve confessed yet, but I think he can tell I need to go at my own pace, and him being able to read me so well is just another one of the many reasons why I love him.
Feeling braver than I have in probably ever, I start undoing the buttons of my dress again, letting it fall to the floor so that I’m standing in front of him in nothing but my bra and panties. A low growl comes from Ryker’s chest, and now it’s my turn to smirk.
“Like what you see, honey bear?” I ask, echoing his statement from moments ago.
Ryker’s eyes burn into mine and his fists open and closes next to him on the bed.
“Fuckin’ love what I see, darlin’,” he says firmly, and I believe him.
Guys have checked out my cleavage or my ass on occasion, but never before has anyone looked at me like I was as beautiful and sexy as he does.
His head nods at my underthings. “Do I get to see the rest?”
Still smirking, I reach back and remove my bra, watching his eyes widen as my full breasts are freed.
Next, I pull down my panties and kick them over to him.
He catches them easily before pulling them up to his nose and inhaling deeply.
His eyes turn near black and now it’s him who’s licking his lips.
The growling noise is back, and I love how evident his barely restrained desire for me is.
My feet carry me over so that I’m standing directly in front of Ryker. His eyes meet mine and I cup his face before briefly kissing his lips. “I’ve never done this before.” I tell him, hoping that I didn’t just kill the mood we’d created with our fun striptease. “Is that a problem for you?”
Ryker’s head moves side to side very slowly. “The fact that you find me worthy enough to be the one and only man to ever be inside your sweet pussy makes me feel more honored than I ever have in my whole life.”
My hands drifts over to his military tattoo and I run my fingers over the lines of it. “Even more honored than your time in the corps?”
Ryker grabs my hand and kisses the back of it.
“More honored than anything. I love you, Scarlett. I’ve been all around the world and met a lot of people, but never have I met anyone as amazing as you.
You’re everything I’ve ever wanted, Firecracker.
I love you so much, and the only problem I’m having right now is that you haven’t told me to put my hands on you yet. ”
I take the hand that’s holding mine and cover one of my breasts with it.
“Good, because I love you too,” I tell him, trying to pour every ounce of feeling that I have for this man into my words.
“You see me, more than anyone ever has, and I love you for it.” Ryker’s thumb flicks across my nipple, sending a little zing of want down to my core.
“Now lie down on the bed so that I can get my mouth on you for a bit before I let you take me.”
Ryker smiles wryly. “You’re the boss,” he says as he scoots back onto the mattress and lays down, his arms behind his head.
His cock is still at full mast, and I can’t wait any longer to get my hands or mouth on it. Crawling up the bed until I’m hovering over his dick, I take one last look at Ryker and wink before I grab a hold of him and give a few hard squeezes. He groans and his head falls back against his arms.
“Damn, woman. That feels amaz-. Oh fuck,” he shouts the moment my mouth closes over him.
While I have never done this before, I do have access to the Internet and have read more smutty romance novels than I can count, so I do have a few things to use as reference.
Right now, I am currently hollowing my cheeks so that I can suck the life out of my man.
Ryker’s cock gets impossibly harder the more I suck, and I can feel him leaking even more. As I enjoy the salty taste of his precum on my tongue, I feel his fingers tangle in my hair and run through the strands gently as I bob up and down.
After another minute, Ryker puts his hand over mine and pulls me away from him. My lips pop off and when I see the pained expression on Ryker’s face, I panic and crawl up next to him. “Oh no. Did I hurt you?” I ask, looking over his face for any sign I really did something wrong.
Ryker’s eyes blink open, his pupils blown wide as they take me in.
“Hell no,” he pants out. “You were doing so good I nearly blew in your mouth.” His hand reaches behind me and he starts running his fingers through my soaking wet folds.
“When I go off, it’s going to be right here until I know I’ve bred you good and proper. ”
The only sound to escape my mouth is a whimper and I find myself pushing back into his fingers until they dip inside me.
“Oh god. I know I should be pissed at you for talking about me like I’m some prized mare, but I don’t care.
” Ryker’s fingers move up to my clit and he starts rubbing in earnest, causing a low moan to break out of my mouth.
“Oh, shit. Put a baby in me. Now, please.”
“Thank fuck,” he grits out, flipping me so my back is against the mattress and my legs are up against his chest. His thick cock settles up against my center and he starts running it through the folds, smacking it against my clit every now and then.
“I want to be gentle, Scarlett, but I’m having a hard time holding back. ”
“Forget gentle,” I tell him, grabbing his dick and pushing it against my tight hole. “Give it to me hard. You want me screaming your name? I want that too.”
“Fuck,” he grits out and slams into me in one move. It’s not easy and it does cause a little bit of pain as he crashes through my virginity, but that soon fades to a pleasurable burn, then to nothing but pleasure as he pounds into me over and over again.
“Goddamn, Firecracker. You’re so fucking tight, so warm and juicy for me. I will do this every day for the rest of my life if you’ll let me.”
Ryker props my legs against his shoulders and reaches down to play with my breasts, pinching the nipples every now and then, sending sparks through my body and straight to my clit.
“Let you?” I pant out, the fire in my blood burning hotter by the second.
“I’m going to make you, honey bear. Now stop talking and make me come. ”
Ryker huffs a laugh and pinches my nipple one more time for good measure.
“Yes, ma’am.” He holds my legs against his chest and doubles down on his efforts to get me to scream.
Even if I wanted to talk more, it’s impossible.
My body is tensing up, and it feels like there is electricity in my veins.
The only sounds my body is capable of making are moans, whimpers, and a sound I didn’t even know I had in me.
All the while, Ryker is pounding into me, hitting a spot that threatens to turn my body inside out.
His fingers move downwards and he starts thrumming my clit like it’s some kind of guitar, but damn if he doesn’t know how to play me just right. “Come on, Firecracker. Time to explode.”
Ryker pinches my clit and the sensation is enough to tip me over the edge, and I come hard. I can feel my juices leaking out of me as he continues to slap his hips against mine. “Ryker,” I shout as he keeps going, massaging my bud until I’m being driven higher than I ever thought possible.
“Again,” he shouts at me, his body glistening with sweat as he changes up the angle until I’m creaming for him one more time. Finally, he pushes into me one last time before I feel him swell and explode into me, our combined releases so heavy that I can feel it dripping onto the sheets.
Ryker collapses on top of me and kisses me, running his tongue into my mouth for a moment before he breaks apart and rolls us to the side.
“Fuck, Firecracker.” His words come out in pants as he pulls me into his chest. “I can already tell your pussy is like a drug and I’m going to need at least two hits a day. ”
My head settles on his sticky chest and I chuckle. “I think I can handle that,” I tell him, looking up at him with a smile. “Maybe more if you’re lucky.”
Ryker kisses my forehead and runs his hands through my damp hair. “Firecracker, I’ve got you. I’m already the luckiest man in the world.”
My smile widens and I hug him against me. If he’s the luckiest guy in the world, than I am definitely the luckiest woman.