Page 218 of Out of Bounds

"You’re not allowed to come yet," he reminded me, firm.

"I—I can’t stop it—"

"Did Isayyou could come?"

"No," I whimpered.

"It’s your fault for having a body like this," he muttered. "I want to take my time. We’ve been doing a lot of quickies—goddamn—I don’t want to settle for ten fucking minutes with this pussy, I want fucking hours. I want you exhausted, I want to make you come over and over again until you know who this pussy belongs to."

"Stop talking," I pleaded, gripping the cushions. "I’m—I’m going to come—"

The wave was overwhelming me and Ryan was pounding into me faster and faster. Fuck. He was just sobig.

"I know that’s what you want," he rasped. "You want me to come deep in this pussy."

"Yes."

"Notyet."

"When—when can I come?!Please." I curled into myself from how hard the orgasm was hovering at the edge of my existence. My hands shook underneath his while he kept me pinned down. "Ryan!"

"Almost," he promised, fucking me harder.

"Please, please,please—"

I couldn’t last. There was no way. I needed it now, I needed to come now, nothing else was important. Nothing else mattered.

"Three, two,” Ryan breathed out, kissing my neck again. "One."

My eyes rolled to the back of my head and he released one of my hands to wrap his arm around my body, thrusting deep inside of me. I rode the wave, shaking in his arms, and my head lolled back to his shoulder while he propped me up and pushed into me.

Ryan hissed between gritted teeth and held me there while I twitched in his arms. He lowered me on his cock and I couldfeelhim coming in me, throbbing deep inside until he finally stilled. Both of us panted for a long minute, Ryan with his arm around me, and me, leaned back against him, not able to do a damn thing about it.

I stared ahead at the darkness, stunned.

His voice was laced with regret. "We should’ve grabbed a towel."

Slowly, I glanced to the side. “I didn’t—uh—think this was going to happen."

"Yeah." I could feel Ryan nod behind me. "I guess we have to start traveling with towels."

A laugh burst out of me, delirious and a little crazy, but Ryan eased out of me and the laugh stopped immediately. I groaned again with the suddenemptinessand his come dripping down my thighs.

"Cross?" a voice repeated. "Mr. Cross?"

"Ah, shit," Ryan cursed and strode across the floor, picking up his phone. "Apologies, I—Kassie, how do I—?”

“Mute button.”

“Which one?”

“Bring it over,” I whispered and when the screen lowered, I clicked it for him, still panting.

“Thank you.” He straightened up. “Can you hear me? Yeah? Sorry about that. I’m not great with technology." Ryan muttered a few more things, thanking them for whatever part of the presentation they were on.

Slowly, I tried to stand up but a deep tingling sensation in my legs stopped me. We need to cap it off at blowjobs in public places. Not being able to walk afterwards was too much. And he just…came too much. It covered the inside of my legs.

I didn’t notice he’d taken it off speaker until his hand was soft on my back. I jumped. Slowly, he ran his hand down my back, eliciting another shiver out of me, but we weren’t going fora round two. Gently, Ryan started pulling me up to a standing position.

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