Page 79 of Out to Find Freedom

“Fuck,” he clipped. He cupped the back of my neck and pulled me down. His lips hit mine. It wasn’t a soft, sweet kiss. It was demanding and hard. With a firm grip on my arse cheeks, he dragged me closer, making my pussy rub against his hardness. The contact sent a shiver throughout me, so I did it again and again.

His lips travelled down my neck, and I arched back for him. He kissed and bit at my shoulder. There, he rumbled out, “Undo my jeans, baby doll.”

My stomach swirled, and even though my hands trembled from nerves and excitement, I moved back a little and slid them between us. Ryan kept kissing and nipping at my skin as he ran the strap of my dress down from my shoulder.

I undid his button and then slid his zipper down.

“Take my cock out, darlin’.”

Panting, I reached under his jeans and boxers and gripped his cock. I gently pulled him free and stared down at his dick. He was thick and long. Mesmerised, I ran my hand up and down his length.

“Christ, baby doll. Love you touchin’ me.”

“I love touching you.”

His hips jutted up, revealing the tip of his cock, which leaked. “You want this inside you?”

I nodded.

“Words, Emmie.”

Lifting my head, I met his dark gaze. “Yes. I want you inside of me. Be my first, Ryan.”

He pulled my hand away from his dick and his eyes hardened. He cupped my jaw tightly. Leaning in to me, he stated, “First, last, andonly, baby doll.”

“Yes, Ryan.”

“Good,” he grunted. A moment later, he stood with me in his arms. I let out a squeal from the sudden movement, but I wrapped around him close and held on as he took us through the living room, up the stairs, and into his bedroom. There he let my legs fall and my feet hit the floor. He tangled his fingers through my hair and bent, kissing me with so much passion and need it left me breathless.

His fingers slid the other side of my sundress off my shoulder so he could kiss me there. The whole time I gripped his tee at his waist. Nerves had my heart galloping when I felt his finger at the zipper on the back of my dress. Air whooshed out of me as he eased it down.

He stepped back and the dress fell to the floor, leaving me in panties since I hadn’t worn a bra with the dress.

“Fuck,” he bit out. His dick jerked as his eyes ate me up. “Goddamn beautiful, baby doll.”

Before his words, I wanted to cover myself, feeling self-conscious. After them, I placed my thumbs into each side of my panties and dragged them down my legs. Ryan sucked in a sharp breath when I straightened before him. The next moment, he lifted his tee from his body and threw it to the floor. He pulled off his socks hurriedly and went for his jeans, but I said, “C-can I take them off you?”

His hands dropped to his sides. “You can do anythin’, darlin’.”

With a soft smile, I stepped up to him, met his eyes, and kissed his chest before I took hold of his jeans and boxers and pulled them down slowly. His dick jerked again when I bent down to help him step out of them. I stood and took all of him in.

Amazing.

“You’re so handsome,” I told him.

“Glad you think so, baby doll.” He curled an arm around my waist and drew me into his space. My chest hit his. We both made a noise in the backs of our throats. “Gotta get you ready for me, darlin’.”

“Okay,” I whispered. His hand travelled to cup my mound. Instinctively, my hips jerked forward, liking his touch.

His finger glided up and down my slit. “Christ, you’re already wet.”

“For you.”

“Fuckin’ love it.” He kissed me again. I wrapped my arms around his neck and held on. “Spread a little,” he said against my lips before claiming my mouth once again. I stepped out, opening up for him as he eased a finger inside of me. I whimpered into his mouth; he growled back in response. Another finger joined the first and my knees shook. I tightened my hold on him and he held me securely to his side with his other arm around my waist.

A third finger dipped in. “So fuckin’ tight. So good.” The heel of his hand brushed against my clit, and a moan escaped from my lips onto his.

But then his fingers disappeared. He picked me up and took the few steps to the bed to lay me on it with him hovering over me. My poor heart was in a tizzy while my body ached with need. I wanted him in me.

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