Page 184 of How to Lose at Love

Ryann tilts her head.

Warm water sprays my back.

I cannot wait to get my mouth on her sweet, hot pussy.

The first lick has her groaning; the second one has her spreading her legs a little wider on my shoulders.

My large hands glide up her smooth legs, down her thighs, press her pussy folds apart so I can suck the orgasm out of her or at least get her as turned on as I am.

“Such a hot, pretty pussy,” I mutter. Don’t think she can hear me, not with her eyes closed and her lips parted. Ryann is out of it, lost in her own world, her own pelvis gyrating slowly, her teeth biting down on her lower lip.

Her lashes flutter.

When our eyes meet, her nostrils flare, Ryann’s hand reaching toward me, settling on my hair.

Fingers rake my scalp.

I moan when her nails dig in.

Fuck yes…

I moan again when she rakes them against my shoulders like a cat, the small sting making my dick rock-hard. I’ve never been one for pain during sex, but for whatever reason, the nerves in my dick tingle, wanting more.

I suck Ryann’s clit like it’s my job, suck it long and with determination, wanting to send her over the edge.

Her tits jiggle with the motion, glistening from the shower water, nipples dark and rosy.

Goddamn, I want to suck on those, too.

I cannot get enough of Ryann Winters.

We have sex in the shower.

We have sex in the bedroom.

We have sex in the kitchen when the twins are both sleeping after I decided at midnight I was still hungry and wanted something to eat.

She yelped when I hoisted her onto the kitchen counter, said it was hard and freezing cold, but as soon as I took her legs and wrapped them around my waist, we were both goners.

“I love it when you fuck me,” she moaned, gripping my ass cheeks.

I love it when you fuck me…love it when you fuck me…

Love.

The word gave me pause, but I shook it off.

Nah, too soon.

I shivered and continued thrusting, fusing my mouth with hers. She tasted like fresh, cut-up strawberries and toothpaste.

Love.

Yeah, definitely too soon.

“God, you’re so big.”

Flattering my ego? Maybe, but I’ll take it.

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