Page 87 of Lexi, Property of Rhyder

I put on a fake smile and nod. “Thank you.”

Then he places his fingers under my chin, lifting it. Rhyder leans in and kisses me gently, his tongue carefully asking for permission to enter my mouth. I open to him and let him kiss me. The kiss goes on and on, and before we know it, it turns to hunger, to a point where our kiss is desperate, and my hands are clinging onto his shoulders as he ravishes my mouth in a kiss that has me panting and wet. I pull back and see his mouth glisten with our kiss. His eyes are half-open, and I know he’s turned on. Just like I am.

“What is it, baby.”

“There’s something else.” Guilt washes over me at what I’m about to admit to him.

He cups my cheek. “Tell me.”

I lick my lips, and his eyes follow. I can feel the hardness of his arousal beneath my butt, and I adjust myself liking his intake of breath. “I liked it,” I admit.

He cocks an eyebrow. “Liked what, Lexi.” I flush, and he smiles.

“Don’t be shy, tell me.”

“I liked his mouth on me down there.” I shut my eyes, not ready to see his reaction, but then they fly open when he lifts me, and in one quick movement, he has me pinned to the bed with him hovering over me and between my thighs, his mouth licking me through my panties. I grab him not knowing what I want and cry out when he nips me there.

“Did he touch you like this?” he growls, hooking my panties into his finger and moving them aside. Very slowly, his tongue licks me between my folds ending at my clit, where he plays with it.

I cry out at the slightest touch and run my hands through his hair, pulling.

“Did he do this?” His words come out as a low growl, and with one hand, he pulls at the hem of my panties and rips them to shreds. His two thumbs hold me open as he sinks his tongue into my entrance and rotates it.

“Oh my God,” I cry out, and my hands place pressure on his head as he continues to make love to me with his mouth.

Rhyder makes a sound of pleasure as he sucks my clit into his mouth and lets it out with a pop. “I bet he didn’t, baby.”

I thrash my head from side to side feeling the scruff of his jaw rub against me.

“I’m goin’ to fuck the memory of him out of you and prove to you how a real man can make you feel.” His hands run up my body, and one rests on my belly keeping me still as he continues to lick my folds and suck hard.

“I’m going to come,” I cry out.

Rhyder looks up at me through my open thighs, and his lips glisten with my arousal turning me on more if that’s even possible. He stands and smirks. I’m panting with need as he removes his cut placing it carefully on the bed, then he takes off his shirt exposing his chest to me. He’s ripped with taut muscles visible everywhere I look, and his stomach is flat and toned. Rhyder undoes his jeans and rolls them off his hips. His cock juts out to attention, and he places his hand on it and squeezes.

I’m mesmerized as he begins to stroke himself, and I lick my lips as pre-cum ejects from the tip. Scooting to the end of the bed, I want to taste him. I give in to the temptation to know what he tastes and feels like by wrapping my hand around his girth. He drops his hand, and I bring his head to my mouth licking and tasting him while getting lost in only him. Rhyder lets out a moan, and it’s all the encouragement I need to continue.

I have no idea what I’m doing. I’ve never done this before, and I’m being led by pure instinct. I lick and suck down the length of him, then put him fully into my mouth. Rhyder’s hands pull my hair back so he can watch me, and his hips begin to move in a rhythm. He hits the back of my throat, and I almost choke, but then he pulls himself back a little, and I kiss the end of his head running my tongue down the slit. The taste of him has me whimpering, wanting more. He must sense it because suddenly, he pulls himself out of my mouth and lifts me under my arms and places me on the bed.

“I almost came when you made that whimpering sound. I want to taste it on my lips.”

Rhyder kisses me hard, then looks at me, his cock sliding through my slick folds. “Your fuckin’ incredible, do you know that?” he states, then his mouth is back on mine, his tongue delving into my mouth. I taste myself on his lips, and it sends me into a frenzy, hungry for more of him.

I moan out his name and lift myself trying to get closer. Rhyder’s hands gently lay me back down. He stops for a minute, his chest rising and falling with each breath. His eyes are full of lust, and they make me squirm beneath him.

“Just tell me to stop, and I will. If this is somethin’ you don’t want, you need to tell me now.”

Looking up at him, I think of his words.

Am I ready to take this to the next level?

Am I able to go all the way with him just like I’d imagined making love could be?

A part of me is scared to have sex again, but I know this time with Rhyder will be different because I want to have sex with him. He’s giving me a choice to say no, and I love him for that. And that’s why I know what my answer will be.

Smiling up at him, I reply, “Take me, Rhyder, make me yours. Make me forget my past and replace it with only you.”

I must have said the magic words because he growls, then gets up off the bed and stands between my open thighs. He lifts my dress high over my waist, murmuring, “You’re fuckin’ perfect, do you know that?”

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