Page 20 of Ryder

My heart thuds. “I’m glad you got outta that place.” I bend down, brushing my lips against hers. “You keep rubbing me like that, I’m gonna come in my pants.”

“Let me take care of that.” She bites down on my bottom lip and I don’t even stifle my groan.

I watch in complete disbelief as she drops to her knees in her pretty white dress, her wings flapping behind her as she falls, and her hands reaching for my belt.

She’s gonna suck me off?Fucking fuck.

I shrug my cut off; suddenly it weighs a ton. Tossing it on the bed, I shuck my shirt off next and she stares up at me, halting her movements for a second.

“Jesus, you age like fine wine.”

I tip her chin. “Got a smart mouth.”

“All the better to suck you off with.”

I help her with the button, then she unzips me, brushing my cock with her hot little hands. Yanking the jeans down to my thighs, she presses her nose to my dick and inhales.Fucking inhales.She’s a goddamn prick tease. She presses her lips to my dick, kissing up my length through my briefs as I try not to grab her and shove her down on the bed.

Then she cups my balls.Shit.

“Oh, Ryder,” she moans. “You’re so thick and big, just like I knew you would be.”

“Take it out,” I grunt. “Let me see those pretty lips wrapped around my dick.”

She complies, yanking my briefs down, my cock springing free in her face as she licks her lips. “Lucky me.”

I’m in awe as I watch her. She grips my base, then her tongue darts out to catch the precum on my tip. Instinctively, I reach one hand to the back of her head, but I don’t apply pressure. I’m not one ofthoseguys, though making her gag isn’t out of the question.

“Such a pretty little mouth,” I mutter. She opens it wider, taking my tip between her lips. I could die and go to heaven right now and be happy.Thisis my happy ending.

The sight of my angel on her knees, wings gently moving behind her as she bobs that hot mouth on my dick is enough to make me shoot into her mouth in record time, but somehow I manage to hold back. She works her way down my dick, taking more of me into her mouth until I hit the back of her throat, then she slides back up murderously slow. Repeating it like she’s sucking some giant lollipop and wants to savor it. Her moans go straight to my balls.

“Drivin’ me crazy.” I’m panting like a rabid dog, but she doesn’t let up.

When her eyes flick up at me, I grip my hand tighter into her hair. I want to thrust, really I do, but then I’ll come, and I want to be buried inside her when that happens.

She gags a little, and I pull out, pleased to see her chest rising and falling like my own.

I kick my boots off, remove my socks, jeans and briefs as fast as I can. Crystal is still on her knees, her cheeks flushed, and the smile wiped completely off her face.

“You like eatin’ my dick, babe?”

She nods.

“Stand up.” She does as I say. I cup her face with both hands. “I wanna fuck you with those goddamn wings on your back.”

“Ryder…”

I pull the straps of her dress as she undoes the two buttons at the front. I watch her fold out of her wings, removing her bra — letting it fall to the floor — then she slides them back on. Her panties, also white, are lace and barely there.

Her tits are like a schoolboy's wet dream. Perky, not too big, not too small, and natural. Her nipples, dark pink and hard, stand to attention, waiting for my touch.

I dip my head, rubbing my nose along her neck, my mouth catching one nipple in my mouth as I cup her tits. “Beautiful,” I mutter.

She strains against me, her panting increasing as I slide a hand down her torso, dipping into the front of her panties.

She gasps as I groan, feeling her bare, and as I work my way down, I feel the heat and the wetness. She’s soaked. “Oh, Ryd.” She rests her head on my shoulder as I fondle her.

“On the bed.” I yank my hand out, needing so much more. My conscience nags at me, but I ignore it. We’re not kids anymore. We both know why we’re here.

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