Chapter 10
CHAPTER 10
SPENCER
R io waits unsuspectingly while I gather my courage. I’ve never initiated intimacy with a man before, but with Rio, I want to.
He watches me carefully. “Did I scare you?”
“No. I’m not afraid.”
Let’s hope I know what I’m doing.
Sitting up, I slide my hand down his chest. I cherish each muscle I feel beneath the fabric of his shirt. I pause when I reach the top of his pants, and my brow raises in question. “Do you want me?”
“Is that a real question?”
The steel in his jeans grows hard as my hand waits just above it.
“Answer me, Rio. Do you want me?”
“More than my next breath, Mama.”
Here goes nothing.
Gripping the hem of my shirt, I raise my hands and toss the material aside. The cool air makes me shiver as it kisses my bare skin. When it graces over my breasts, my nipples turn hard. My body aches for him and the pleasure I know he can pull from me.
“Then have me, Rio.” I don’t recognize my own voice. I sound like a confident, sexy siren.
“Shit. You don’t have to tell me twice.”
I squeal when Rio moves faster than I thought possible and flips us. My legs part as Rio settles between them.
“Once I have this pussy, it’s mine, Spencer—there’s no going back. So you better be sure, right here, right now. I’m not going to change who I am to make you feel comfortable. I’m not a bad man, but I’m not a good one either. So be sure. Tell me ‘yes’ again with that beautiful voice.”
In this moment, I know that, in my heart, we can make this work. I may not like his methods, but he does good in the world, whether he sees it or not.
“Yes, Rio. Make me yours.”
Rio groans. “Fucking finally.”
In the blink of an eye, my pants are gone and all that’s left is the lacy pair of panties Rio found me in earlier. His eyes wander my body, intensifying the ache building in my core.
“Please, Rio.”
“You never need to beg with me, Spencer. Puedes pedir lo que quieras, y yo te lo daría .” You can ask me for anything, and I will give it to you.
Rio grips my leg and begins kissing his way up my body, utilizing his tongue and teeth to rachet my need higher and higher. When he gets to my hip, he uses his teeth to drag my panties down my legs, and I lift my hips to help.
Once I’m bare to him, he stares at the apex of my thighs like it’s the best present he’s ever received. My arousal glistens as it slides down my inner thighs.
Rio’s nostrils flare. The muscles throughout his body are strained like he’s holding himself back. “Just one taste, Baby Girl. That’s all I need.”
My only response is to bend my knees and let them fall to either side.
Rio groans, “Fuck me,” then he dives right in. He licks me from my puckered hole to my sensitive hood and circles around it.
Rio looks up; there’s a fire in his eyes, burning white hot. “I lied. One taste is never going to be enough.” Then he leans back down and sucks my clit into his mouth.
Whimpering, I raise my hips to meet each lash of his tongue against my delicate flesh. Before long, I’m a moaning puddle of pleasure and there’s a pressure building deep inside me, ready to send me over the edge.
While Rio’s tongue flicks my bud back and forth, he works two fingers into my pussy and does a scissoring motion inside me. His rough fingers pet my G spot, and his tongue picks up speed.
My pussy contracts as I reach the peak, oblivion clouds my vision, and I cry out, screaming his name. The pulsing of my pussy around Rio’s digits continues, and I ride my orgasm for as long as possible.
As I come back down to earth, Rio gets up on his knees, reaching for the top of his pants. I pop up and smack his hands out of the way.
“Let me,” I say as I look up at him through my lashes.
“Anything you want, Baby.”
Once I have his pants undone, and his erect cock springs free, I peel them down his tattooed thighs. I get a glimpse of various pictures and symbols across his legs. Flowers, a calavera, and fire are some of the images I’m able to make out.
He helps me get his pants off, then swiftly removes his shirt by reaching behind him and pulling the material over his head in one swoop. The tattoos that are revealed put me in a trance.
I lean back on my elbows and admire his gorgeous, bronze, inked skin, his length so hard it almost looks painful. I want to run my tongue over every inch, but before I can lean in for a lick, I yelp as Rio grabs me by the hips and flips me onto my stomach.
“Rio?”
“Cheek to the mattress and ass in the air, Baby Girl.”
I get into position right away, and groan into the sheets when I feel his hot breath brush against my center. His tongue is on my pussy again, but then he travels up to that tight hole—somewhere no one has ever touched. Rio circles it with his tongue over and over.
“Tell me, Spencer. Has anyone ever taken you here?”
I shake my head in reply.
Then I feel the blunt tip of his cock at my core. He slowly pushes in while simultaneously breaching that ring of muscle with his finger. My whole frame tightens.
“Relax for me. Let me in.”
After a few deep breaths, his finger and cock are all the way inside me.
“This is what it could be like, Baby Girl. When Zane and I take you together for the first time, we can do it just like this—one of us in your needy pussy and one of us in this virgin ass.”
My pussy flutters around his shaft as the picture his words paint forms in my mind.
“Oh yeah. You want that, Baby.”
Fucking hell, this man’s dirty talk.
We moan together as Rio holds onto my hip with one hand, pulls out of my warm wet center, and thrusts back in. His finger follows the motion as well. The sensation it causes is not one I’m prepared for.
“Dammit, Spencer. You feel so good. So good, gripping my cock like that.”
He goes in and out again. And again. His hips pick up speed as he retreats and slams back into me over and over.
“Shit, Spencer. Come with me. I can’t hold off much longer.”
Without waiting for a response, he reaches around and zeroes in on my clit. He pinches it, and I erupt, drowning in overwhelming pleasure, as Rio follows me right into the abyss.
Once my body relaxes again, I feel Rio plastered to my back.
“Fuck, Spencer. My legs almost gave out on me. ? Intentas matarme ?” Are you trying to kill me? “Death by pussy.”
I snort, and a full belly laugh overtakes me as Rio rolls to his side and joins me in laughing at his antics.
As our snickering ends, our eyes lock, and this moment of pure happiness burrows itself into my heart. The way he looks at me . . . it’s like I’m the most treasured person in his world. To be that cared for by someone is a gift. One that I can’t throw away.
Rio kisses my cheek then stalks to the bathroom, a renewed pep in his step.
I don’t know why I’m surprised when he comes back with a wet cloth and cleans me up. This kind of treatment is going to take some getting used to.
But multiply this by three?
I think I just might sign on the dotted line.