Page 59 of Keep Me

I let him go with a pop. “But I’m having so much fun.” I pout, then flick my tongue over his slit.

Ryker’s body jolts at the contact, but before I can go back to toying with him, he has me on my back. He pulls my panties to the side and starts eating my pussy.

“Fuck,” I moan as his tongue flicks over my clit rapidly. I was already close just from sucking him off, and the unexpectedness of this is so hot it’s bringing me even closer to the edge. While I love to be in control, I also like to give it up and trust that he can take care of me.

Ryker’s tongue and mouth ravish me, like I’m his first and last meal. A moan vibrates from his chest as he does and my hips buck wildly at that, my back arching, trying to both get away from the insane pleasure but also get back closer.

My body clearly is at a loss, battling between needs.

My hips come up when his tongue spears into me, and this time he lifts them higher, my back fully off the bed as he brings my pussy closer to his face.

My orgasm slams into me at the passion with which he devours me. “Ryker!” I scream, my voice unknown to me as the throes of lust distort it.

Ryker doesn’t let up, only pushes my legs further apart and continues to lap at my clit, sucking it into his mouth. I scream his name again as another unexpected orgasm hits me, filling my body with a buzzing warmth that has me spent by the time he sets me back down. Ryker stands from the bed, his cock throbbing with the need for release.

“Where are you going?” I pant.

“I was going to take care of it in the bathroom. You seem exhausted.”

I perk up at that, shaking my head. “Ryker, if you don’t get inside me, I will—”

“What?” He smirks.

“Will be very sad.” I jut my bottom lip, giving him puppy eyes.

Ryker crawls back on the bed, his body hovering over mine and cloaking me in a sense of protection, yet there’s a hint of danger lurking. His eyes are darker than I’ve ever seen them, and his jaw is set so tightly I fear he’s going to chip a tooth.

It’s clear Ryker wants me, but I know he’s going to be doing everything he can to rein in his self-control.

His lips dip down to taste mine. The combination of my cum on his tongue mixed with his scent makes me whimper against him. His cock rubs up against my slit, causing my hips to jolt upward.

My move makes his tip prod my entrance, and we both still. It’s eerily quiet, the sound of our heavy breathing filling the air.

“More,” I whisper as a sudden wave of emotions passes through me. I’ll never have more than this with him, so I’m going to enjoy every fleeting moment that I can.

“Are you sure?” he asks, his body wound tightly as he stays perfectly still with his tip nudged against my entrance.

“Yes, please,” I beg.

Ryker lowers his lips to my forehead, then whispers in my ear, “Tell me if anything’s wrong, promise?”

I nod, feeling so damn happy I’m doing this with him. He not only makes me feel wanted and sexy, but more importantly, safe and cared for.

Ryker pushes my knees further apart, his eyes glued to my pussy as he watches his cock slide up and down my slit, coating in my arousal. I look down and the sight turns me on more than I ever thought possible.

“I know, baby, I’ve got you,” he rasps, lining himself up with my entrance. Then, in one thrust, he slides all the way in.

Strangled gasps leave us, followed by a string of French curse words leaving my lips while Ryker breathes heavily above me.

Once the sting subsides due to his size, pleasure settles over me and has me attempting to rock my hips against his for some friction.

“Fuck me,” I urge him. “And come inside me when you’re done.”

Ryker’s eyes flit between mine, a small smile forming on his chiseled face. “I love that you look like a princess but talk so fucking dirty.”

My response is stolen out of my lungs when he rocks in and out of me for the first time. It turns my brain to mush as my sole focus becomes the sparks of pleasure all over my body.

He feels incredible, better than I could’ve ever imagined.

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