Page 39 of Rider Forbidden
“I’ll help you, Danish.”
He reaches down for the hem of my dress and slides it upwards, I lift my arms so that he can pull it off all the way then he drops it to the floor. He takes a step back and his gaze slides down my body slowly, taking it all in. Then his eyes come back up to mine. “You're beautiful . . . perfect.” His voice sounds hoarse, it's nice to know I'm affecting him like he’s affecting me.
I smile at him, I thought I would feel self-conscious standing here like this in front of him in just my underwear and heels, but the truth is no one has ever made me feel so desired . . . so wanted. I reach behind me and unhook my bra, my breasts fall free as I drop my bra to the floor.
I step towards him again and whisper “Touch me . . . please.”
His breath sounds shaky as his hands lift and cup my breasts. My head falls back and I moan at the feeling of his hands on me. His thumbs brush over my nipples as he kneads them. I feel heat all over my body gathering between my legs.
“Oh god, Jack.”
He shuffles me towards the bed and I fall backwards, yelping and laughing.
I lean up on my elbows watching him and bite my bottom lip. He is a vision and I'm going to have him inside me.
He unbuttons his jeans while staring at me and slides them down his hips, kicking them off so he’s just in his black tight boxer briefs.
Those thighs, I knew they'd look like this, the dusting of dark hair over them, nicely tanned. Oh, he’s all man. The front of his boxers tented as his erection juts forward. It looks big. I lick my lips - I can't help it. Instinct.
He groans “If you keep looking at me like that I'm going to last about two seconds.”
He slides on top of me, my legs fall open to accommodate him in between me. I feel his cock at my entrance through my underwear and groan, lifting my hips, trying to shamelessly rub myself against him.
His head goes down to my breast and he takes it in his mouth. His tongue lapping at my nipple, while his other hand kneads my other breast. He takes as much of it in his mouth as he can, kissing me there. He sucks at my nipple and grazes it with his teeth.
“Oh, shit Jack . . . yes . . . that feels so good.”
“You have amazing tits. I could just do this all night.” He moves on to the next one and ravishes that one in the same way. When his teeth graze my nipple, I feel it straight in my core.
His hand moves down to my belly, flattening on my stomach and sliding under my underwear. My breath hitches as he slides his fingers through my folds and rubs on my clit.
“Oh mmmm . . . oh please Jack . . . I want more.”
I reach my hand down to feel his length. Rubbing my hand up and down on the outside of his boxers and he groans.
“Take them off,” I whisper in his ear.
He lifts his head and stills, his hand stops moving and he just looks into my eyes. I feel like he can see straight inside me, like he’s knowing me like no one else ever has. “I'm getting to the point of no return now baby, are you sure about this?”
I mew in protest that his hand has stopped and lift my hips involuntary. “Oh yeah I'm sure, just hurry.”
He chuckles and lifts himself off so that he can reach in the drawer at the side of me.
He takes a condom and hands it to me as he stands up and takes his boxers off. He’s stood in front of me naked and he’s perfect. Every inch of him. I look down to his erect cock - it's wide and big, and it makes me hungry, I want to take it in my mouth, I want it inside me, I just want it. I didn't know feelings could overtake me like this. Is this what I’ve been missing?
“You put it on me.”
I look up at him. “I don't know how to.”
“I’ll show you.”
I open the packet and slide it out, he grabs my hand and puts it on his cock, starting at the tip he shows me how to slide it onto him. A groan escapes him as he does it.
“Fuck, I can't wait any longer.” He leans me back down and he’s back in position, his cock right there, nudging at my entrance. He leans down to kiss me urgently, frantically, I want him inside me now. I lift my knees and wrap my ankles around his body, making it easier for him to enter me. And then as he’s kissing me I feel him fill me. It's exquisite, the sensation of him inside me. Tight. I grab onto his waist, urging him to move. “Please Jack, please move.”
“I can't . . . I’ll come. You feel so fucking good. Give me a second.”
I butterfly kiss his shoulder. “I don't care how quick you come, I need you to move.”
