Page 81 of Break The Ice

“So, you’ve sworn off people?”

Ryann grunts and shifts so she’s straddling me. “No, I’m being more selective with my circle.”

She sits up and stares down at me. Her tits are a handful, but they bounce when she moves. I love looking at them. She leans over me, her hands on the pillow on either side of my head.

“Why are we talking about the past?”

She’s trying to get us to stop talking about it again, trying to avoid it. I let her.

“I want to know what you were thinking about to get this little problem?” she says and slides her sopping pussy over my dick.

“It’s not little, and I wasn’t thinking anything. I could feel all that sexy, naked flesh, and I wanted back in.” I murmur and slide my hand over the curve of her hip.

“Haven’t you had enough of me?”

“No. My little offender, I have not.”

“Will you two shut up,” Raider growls. He gets to his knees and shuffles behind her. He shoves his hand between us and grips my aching cock.

I moan. “Raider,” I choke out in protest.

Raider grabs Ryann’s hair and pulls her head back. “Lift and sit on his dick.”

“Make me!”

Raider growls and forces her up, he shifts my cock so it's pointed straight up and then lowers her, feeding my dick into her hot channel.

She moans, but Raider isn’t done. He puts a hand flat between her shoulder blades and pushes. I grab a nipple and suck hard enough to have her cry out. I flick my tongue over the hard nub. I’m not moving, buried deep in her, trying to ignore the way she tenses around me.

We’re waiting for something. I watch him as he leans towards the bedside table and then comes back with a tube of lube. Raider squirts it on his hands. I can’t see what he’s doing, but Ryann is losing her shit over it, moaning and trying to move. I grip her hips, holding her still.

Raider moves my hands and pulls her up. I drag my teeth over her nipple and then let go with a strangled gasp.

Raider’s cock pushes up into her with mine. The tightness borders on painful, but it feels so damn good.

“FUCK!” I choke and strain hard, my toes curling.

He grabs her shoulder and holds her in place while he thrusts in and out in tiny movements.

“How does it feel?”

“So good,” Ryann moans in a gasp of sound.

“Died!” I gasp out. “Am dead.”

Raider laughs and then pushes in harder. I feel it when he bottoms out, but now we’re so far in her that it’s almost impossibly tight. She’s a vise of constricted muscles that won’t let go.

“Please!” Ryann whines.

Raider pulls out, and the feel of him rubbing against me short-circuits my brain.

Ryann moans. I grip her hips and thrust up at the same time Raider does.

It gets easier as she gets wetter. Her pussy juices drip onto my balls, she’s so fucking wet.

Oh, hell, I’m not going to be able to manage to keep this going for long. I can feel myself already starting to unravel. The urge to fill her and make her mine.

My fingers bite into her hips while we thrust. Our grunts and her whines are the only thing breaking the silence.

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