Page 74 of Out to Find Freedom

Smiling, I nodded. A puff of breath escaped his mouth before he slid down to his elbow on the bed and hovered half over me. First, he kissed just above my nipple. His tongue came out to play and he licked all the way around the areola before he sucked my nipple into his mouth. I gasped, my hips jutting up and rubbing against him. He groaned as he swirled his tongue around my hardened nipple. He covered that one up and then pulled the other side of my bra down to pay it just as much slow attention as he had to the first.

By the time he lifted his head, grinning, I panted, “More?”

“Christ, yes,” he said, covering my breast with my bra. “Gotta make my woman cry my name.” He kissed my stomach and it quivered under his lips. I felt him smile against my skin. Lower again he went and kissed just the top of my jeans. His fingers grazed my exposed skin as he undid the button. A needy shiver ripped through my body and he glanced up, but I was already nodding. He chuckled and slowly unzipped my jeans.

Unfortunately, he climbed off the bed next.

“Ryan?”

“Relax, baby doll. I’m comin’ back.” He removed his tee and then his jeans, and my breath caught. I’d always admired his bulky form, but to have it and see it up close was even better. I made to climb out of bed, wanting to touch him, but he shook his head. “Don’t move, darlin’. Lift up for a sec.” I curled up as he pulled the sheet down, then lay back and lifted my bottom so he could move the sheet all the way. He climbed back into bed and tugged the sheet over us. When his hands went to my jeans and he pulled them free, along with my panties, I was glad he’d covered us.

“Wasn’t sure how you felt about bein’ fully naked in front of me yet, baby.” That was sweet. I’d never been naked around a man before, and I wasn’t sure I was ready for it just yet. I was even glad I still had my bra on. His concern warmed me.

Reaching over, I ran a hand through his hair. His eyes lifted to mine. “You’re very thoughtful.”

He winked. “Don’t tell anyone.”

I smiled. “I won’t.”

Next, his hand circled my stomach. My pulse spiked, knowing he had easy access to my parts below. “You still want this? We can stop anytime you want.”

“I want it, please. But….”

“What, baby doll?”

“Can, ah, I touch you?”

“Yeah, darlin’.”

Since he was on his side and I was on my back right next to him, though we weren’t touching except for his hand on my stomach, I slid my hand out and cupped his cock behind his boxers.

“Whoa,” he growled out. “I… fuck, you wanna touch my cock?”

I dipped my brows. “Well, yes.”

“Shit, sorry, didn’t expect it. Thought you meant my body, minus my dick, while I pleasure you.”

I’d shocked him. I liked that I had. A laugh escaped me before I sobered and made sure. “So you don’t mind?”

He gulped. I watched his Adam’s apple bounce up and down. “No. You can do whatever you want to me.”

I licked my suddenly dry lips. “You’ll tell me if I do anything wrong?”

His forehead hit mine. “Yeah, baby doll.” He kissed me. I opened my lips under his and touched my tongue to his. Slowly, I placed my hand against his hard, so very hard cock and stroked up and down on it. His hips shifted forward, so he must have liked that.

I couldn’t believe how firm he was. I’d heard stories, seen things from health class at school back in the day, but I’d never experienced anything. The only orgasm I’d had was by my own hand.

Spreading my legs felt natural when Ryan’s hand slid lower. His fingers glidedthrough my pubic hair, and on the first touch of his finger against my clit, I gasped. My head dug back into the pillow, my hips jutting forward, wanting more of his touch.

“Baby doll, you’re so wet for me,” he whispered into my ear as he slid two fingers down to circle my opening. I nodded against his shoulder, shielding my burning face. “Look at me, darlin’,” he ordered, his voice deeper and rougher than normal.

With a gulp of strength, I pulled my head back and met his hot gaze. “You feel so damn good, baby.”

I gripped my hand tighter around him, and he grunted. Even though I was embarrassed for being so turned on, having Ryan talk eased some of it. I told him, “So do you.”

“You mind if I lick you here, darlin’?” He glided his finger up and down my slit.

My body quivered. “R-really?”

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