Page 80 of Out to Find Freedom

Ryan leaned away and got to his knees. He grabbed each of my legs and ran his hands up and down them. I shivered. He lifted one leg higher and kissed my calf before he did the same to the other. Next, he spread my thighs wide to fit his form between them.

“Glistenin’,” he said roughly, staring down at my pussy. “Should’ve mentioned earlier, but I’m clean, baby doll. Need to know, are you on the pill? Wanna go bareback with my woman, but if you’re not protected against gettin’ pregnant, I’ll cover it.”

My cheeks were on fire, but I managed to answer, “I’m good. On the pill.”

Satisfaction made his smile a big one. “Perfect,” he growled. He leaned forward. One hand went to the bed by my waist, the other he used to spread my labia apart. He pressed a finger against my clit and my hips jerked up. I bit my bottom lip and breathed heavily through my nose.

He glided his finger lower and circled my entrance. “You wanna take me in here?”

I nodded. His hand fell away and he climbed up my body. A hand landed beside my head. His other I felt between us. I lifted my head to see him stroking himself. His tip kept hitting my clit and a needy little growl fell from my lips.

“All right, baby girl. You’ll get me.” The tip of his cock slipped down easily through my excitement and stopped just outside of me. “Hold on to me, darlin’.”

Nerves fluttered through my belly, but I eagerly wrapped my hands around his upper arms, as much as I could anyway. Ryan pushed in a little and I gasped. The sense of being filled hit me, and when he pushed in a little more, my breath was taken again.

He stopped, and I glanced up at him. His jaw clenched and sweat formed on his forehead. I lifted my hips a little in invitation, which was all he needed. With a swift thrust forward, he embedded inside of me. I cried out, tears forming in my eyes, my pussy throbbing from the harsh sting.

Ryan didn’t move. He breathed deeply but didn’t move. “You okay, baby?”

“Just, um, give me a second.”

He leaned down and I winced a little. But when he started kissing me, I forgot about the pain. I lifted my legs, planted my feet to the bed and hugged his waist with my thighs. Ryan groaned, and a pleased smile appeared on my lips as he trailed kisses along my jaw, to my neck and shoulder. I wanted to hear his groan again, but when his hand rounded my breast and gently caressed it, I got lost in the moment and rocked my hips up. It was then he sucked in a sharp breath. It told me he liked my action. So I did it again. I was rewarded with a grunted curse before he slammed his lips back to mine.

“Ryan,” I said against them. I felt I needed more.

He read it and said, “Gonna move inside you, baby doll.”

“Please,” I whispered.

Slowly, he pulled back, rolling his hips around gently. It stung a little, but when he pressed down on my clit, rubbing up and down, while pushing back in, the sensation changed.

“Ryan,” I cried. My thighs squeezed him tighter as he ground down into me, moving his finger and using his body to press in the right place. Wide-eyed, I gasped when my lower stomach tingled. “Ryan,” I breathed.

“Yeah, baby doll.” His thrusts picked up, in and out of me, then grinding down on me faster and harder. His hand around my breast, his grip harder than usual, he dipped his head and sucked a nipple into his mouth.

“Yes,” I cried. My walls clenched around his cock as it pushed in and out of me. “Ryan. God, Ryan.”

“That’s it, darlin’. Fuck yes, keep comin’ on my cock.” His mouth hit mine. My hands glided down his back to his butt cheeks, where I squeezed. Ryan groaned low into my mouth. He pulled back enough to clip, “Christ, fuck, gonna come. Now.” His harsh grunts hit the room. He slowed his thrusts to a leisurely drift in and out.

Nothing could have made this moment between us more perfect than it was.

Ryan brushed my hair from my face and lightly pinched my chin. “You feel so fuckin’ perfect.”

So did he.

Leaning up, I kissed him.

My world wouldn’t have been the same if he hadn’t moved into this house. I’d been out to find freedom, and I had. But how lucky was I that I’d found it with a man I loved.

“This is amazing,” I told him with a lazy smile.

“Yeah?”

“Definitely.”

“Good, baby doll.” Gently, he pulled out of me and shifted off the bed. I caught sight of some blood and cringed. “Nah-uh, darlin’. Don’t you worry about anythin’.” He opened his en-suite door, came back to the bed, and picked me up, bridal style, in his arms. Laughing, I rested my head against his chest. When we entered the bathroom, I saw the bath full of water already.

I lifted my gaze to his. “Made it extra hot before I came to get you. Should be good now.”

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