Page 10 of Hungry Hearts

I groan and shamelessly drive my pussy in his face. “I need you.”

No truer words have ever been spoken. If he doesn’t touch me soon, I’m afraid I’m going to embarrass myself and come anyway. Sensing my urgency, he finally brings my underwear to the side, parts my lips, and licks me from front to back.

“Oh, God.” My head falls back against the wall with aclunk. “Oh, God!”

He licks me slowly, and I already feel my leg trembling. I’m going to crash to the ground any moment. As if feeling my weakness, he grips my ass firmly, holding me in place.

“You’re fucking soaked.” Ryder lifts his head from between my legs and drops my leg from his shoulder. I cry out with disappointment. “You can barely stand.”

Like a scene out of the movies—a movie I have yet to see—he lifts me in his arms and carries me to the bed. Laying me in the center, he slides my panties down my legs, then settles on his knees between them.

“You sure you’re okay?”

“Ryder. I swear, if you don’t follow through with this, I’ll—” My words are cut off as he plunges a finger inside me. “Yes.” I clench around him and throw my head back. I’m close. So freaking close to exploding around him.

He lowers himself to my center and licks my clit, then adds a second finger. I ride his face with no inhibitions. This is what I’ve needed for so long. I feel the release building inside me and grip the sheets as I lift my pelvis, driving myself into his face.

“Oh, God. Please don’t stop. Please don’t stop.” The tension is too much and too good. He flicks his tongue faster, and I can barely keep up with his pace as he sends me over the edge.

My thighs grip his head as the orgasm explodes through my body. He doesn’t stop. It doesn’t stop. It goes on and on and on until my body is spent and I’m jerking at his touch. When my body finally stops levitating and comes down the bed, my legs fall to the side.

My eyes are closed as I take in air. I’ve never nearly lost consciousness from an orgasm before.

“So glad I could oblige.”

Shit. Did I admit that out loud? I hear a rustling of clothes and open my eyes and watch him strip down.

His body is pure perfection and I suddenly feel self-conscious in the well-lit hotel room. His chest and arms are well defined without being bulky with muscle. His wide torso tapers off to a narrow waist and those ridges I blindly felt earlier pop out, begging me to lick him.

He has runner’s legs. Long and muscular with the perfect amount of hair. And the erection pointing up to the ceiling matches the rest of his build. Long, hard, and so perfect. Like his abs, I want to run my tongue along his length.

“Fuck, Angel. If you keep looking at me like that, I’m not gonna last.” He tosses a condom on the bed and crawls over me.

He rests his corded forearms on either side of my head and once again stares into my eyes. Why isn’t he in a rush to be inside me? I lift my pelvis so our torsos are touching, trapping his erection between our bodies.

A grin tilts his lips. “Eager, are you?”

“You’re incredibly patient for someone who has a naked woman, willing and ready, draped across the bed.”

With a tenderness I shouldn’t expect, he strokes my cheek with the back of his hand. “Taking my time with you is both pain and pleasure.” He rubs himself against my mound and I close my eyes and moan.

“There’s no need for the pain.” Although, the thought tantalizes me. I’ve read plenty of kinky books where the heroine gets off on a little pain. I’m not sure if I’m ready for that, but Ryder makes me feel brave and adventurous. If he asked, I’d say yes. A thousand times yes.

He lowers his lips to mine and kisses me sweetly, like we’re not both naked and aroused. “The longer we wait, the longer this night will last.”

I’ve never been so brazen before, but he makes me feel beautiful and invincible. I hook my ankles around the back of his legs and tug him closer. “Are you telling me you’re only good for one round?”

I feel the growl in his chest before he takes our kiss deeper, plunging into my mouth with his tongue the same time he shifts his hips and plunges his erection in me. I gasp as he stretches me. It’s been so long and it takes a moment to accommodate him.

“Fuck. Shit. Christ. You’re so tight.” He stills above me, cradling my head in his hands. “Did I hurt you?’

Only in the best way. I shake my head.

“Words, Angel. I need to hear your words.”

“I need you to...” I clench around him and close my eyes for a second while I try to control my breathing. “Move.”

Ryder starts to lift himself off me. “I’m sorry I hurt you.”