Page 42 of The Christmas You Crash

“Yeah, baby.” His crystalline blue eyes sparkle. “I have condoms. Pretty sure Griffin stuffed a box in my bag when Coach said he was banishing me. The guy had like three unopened boxes in his locker.”

I let out a little whine when he climbs off me. It’s impossible not to miss the heat and weight of him. He crosses to his duffel bag and crouches down to paw through it. Damn. Ryder’s ass is a thing of beauty. His thighs are thick and strong, and his butt is round and firm. I want to sink my teeth into it, but I’d be afraid to chip one. I enjoy the view while he finds his toiletry bag and pulls out a strip of condoms. Then my jaw drops.

“Are you planning on using all of those tonight?” I’m trying to sound sexy, but my voice comes out in an undignified squeak.

Ryder chuckles, and my eyes drink in the sight of him as he crosses the room. His long, thick dick bobs as he walks, juttingout proudly. I’m not ashamed to admit that I salivate at the sight of it.

“If all we have is a snow-pass, I’m sure as hell going to take advantage of it, Lexi.”

I swallow hard, my eyes riveted on him as he climbs back onto the bed. The way his muscles ripple is hypnotic. God, I can’t wait to have all that power focused on me. “Oh.”

Ryder’s hooded eyes scan my flushed, naked body. My arousal pools at my thighs. He licks his lips. “Hmm. Maybe I want to taste you again first.”

Squirming, I press my thighs together. “No,” I whine. “Please fuck me, Ryder. Please.”

“Well, when you ask so nicely...” Ryder comes to a halt with his knees beside my hip. With one fluid motion, he rips one of the little foil packets from the strip, tears it open, and sheaths himself in the condom. His strong hand grips his impressive length and gives it a few lazy pumps while he watches me shift on the bed. It doesn’t matter that he just made me come, I’m already aching again. I want him to fill me up and push me over the edge at least once more.

“Are you sure about this?” His voice is rough, but oh so soft. I’m pinned by his stare, flayed open by his blatant desire. Still, I know if I said no—if I changed my mind—he’d stop all of this without hesitation or complaint.

It makes me want him more.

“I’m sure,” I say while I spread my thighs. “So sure.”

The way he groans as I open myself to him has goose bumps erupting over my flesh. There’s so much need, so much desire in the sound. I’m not sure anyone has ever made me feel sowanted.

“I’m going to take it slow, at first.” He crawls forward, caging me in with his strong body. His gaze never leaves mine. “Gonna make you feel so good, Lex.”

When his cock drags along my dripping pussy, it’s like heaven. Ryder must agree, because he curses before rocking his hips to do it again. Every roll of his pelvis makes his shaft drag across my clit, and if he doesn’t stop soon, I’m going to come again from that alone.

“God, Ryder,” I moan. “If you don’t push your big cock into my pussy in the next five seconds, I’m going to scream.” I’m desperate. Empty. I need him. I’ve never been so eager to be fucked.

“So bossy, baby.” He smirks and drags his length across my folds again. “But don’t worry. I’ll give you what you need.”

I’m about to tell him I need him to stop talking and start fucking when the head of his dick pushes against my entrance. He’s big. Wider than anyone else I’ve been with. I don’t realize I’m doing it, but my body tenses.

“Relax, Lex,” Ryder croons, kissing my neck and the tops of my breasts. “Just relax. I promise to take it slow. Tell me to stop if it’s too much, okay? This is only enjoyable if you feel good.”

Well, now I’m swooning. Because I can tell he means every word. Realizing that is enough to help my body relax. My muscles loosen, and he pushes in another inch. I feel the ridges of his crown drag along my walls as he rocks back out a bit before slowly surging forward another inch. It’s such a heady sensation that I’m clawing at his back by the time he’s halfway in.

“Holy shit. Holy shit.”

“You okay, baby?” Ryder studies my face, checking in. All I can do is nod. It earns me a deep kiss, and then Ryder’s hips roll, and he thrusts himself all the way in. I gasp when he’s fully seated inside of me. Never have I felt so very full. “God, Lexi. You’re so tight.” He presses his forehead to mine. “You feel like heaven.”

I can’t even manage an intelligent response. All I’m capable of is little gasps and mewls as he moves. He starts with shallowthrusts, so I have a chance to adjust to his size. It’s maddening. When I no longer feel so full I might burst, I squirm beneath him.

“I’ve got you, Lexi,” he murmurs against my lips. Then he destroys my world before piecing it back together in his image.

Deep, powerful rolls of Ryder’s hips replace the torturously slow pace. It’s amazing, but when he slides one of his huge hands beneath my ass and adjusts the angle of my hips, I’m a goner. Not only does it make the thick head of his dick drag across that sensitive spot inside of me, but it allows his pubic bone and the root of his shaft to press against my clit with every thrust. Despite having already orgasmed once, my body tightens again. The deep heat of impending pleasure ignites in my lower belly and spreads through my body.

While Ryder has one hand supporting my ass, his other is braced beside my head. His fingers twist in the sheets as he fills me. Those beautiful blue eyes study my face and catalog every reaction. When I gasp at a particularly deep thrust, Ryder angles my hips a bit more before doing it again. This time, my gasp is accompanied by my eyes rolling back in my head, and a pleased sound rumbles through his chest.

“Yes, Lexi. Look at you. So beautiful when you let yourself go. So pretty filled with my cock.”

Scratches probably line Ryder’s back, but if he minds, he doesn’t let on. No, it seems to spur him on. Each new drag of my fingers over his shoulders and back makes him buck into me even harder, and soon, his grunts and ragged breaths join my gasps and moans.

“Ryder.” I pant his name, my breathing ragged. “Ryder, oh my god. Never stop fucking me.”

Nipping at my lips, he pistons his hips harder, faster. “Never. I’m going to fuck you so good and deep, Lexi. I’m going to ruin you, baby. You’ll dream about taking my cock deep inside youwhen this week is over and you’re at home in your bed. You’ll feel the phantom ache for me months from now.”

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