Page 98 of In Between Darkness
“So what are you gonna do about it?” I speak slowly and lace my words with seduction, something in his eyes this time tells me it’s different. If he wants to fight his feelings, I’m not going to go easy on him. I unzip my sports jacket slowly, staring deep into his eyes. He looks away for a second, but cannot resist my actions. His eyes give in at the reveal of my red sports bra, cushioning my breasts and exposing my cleavage. A subtle groan escapes his mouth as he tugs at his hair, clearly agitated by his mind.
“What are you doing?” His words are breathy, his body fights it, but his eyes cannot look away.
“I’m just a little… hot.”
I unzip the rest of the jacket and drop it by his feet; he looks down at it with a mixture of lust and confusion. But he hasn’t told me to stop. The elastic wraps around my fingers as I pull my leggings down over my thighs and past my knees, leaving me only in my red panties and sports bra. I bite my lip sensually, and he looks at me with the same yearning he did the last time I was in his bedroom. When we shared that kiss.
“Stop that.” His words tell me to stop, but his eyes keep undressing me.
“Make me.” I smile mischievously and slip my bra strap down to reveal my bare shoulder. His breath quickens as he draws in closer.
“Are you sure this is what you want?” He looks at me, and I nod slowly, undressing him with my eyes. “Because I know once I taste you, I will never be able to let you go.”
He walks me closer to the wall, filling me with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. I shudder as his warm breath tickles my ear and the cold wall presses against my back.
“I want this,” I whisper. “I want you, all of you.”
Ryder waits for a moment as if unlocking the steel gates to his emotions. They open, flooding with a sense of urgency. His lips crash against mine in a whirlwind of pure desire, and his hips pin mine to the wall. A groan slips into my mouth as his hands caress up my body. Heat erupts under my skin as he massages my breasts and leaves wet kisses trailing down my neck. I arch into his touch as one of his hands caresses the small of my back and the other sends jolts of electricity to my nipples, causing them to harden between his fingertips. He continues to devour the soft skin on my neck, sucking and nipping with pure desire, making me shiver. A moan escapes my lips in pleasure, and I can’t help but throw my head back against the wall as his lips continue sending kisses down my body.
Tingling sensations follow his fingertips as his touch controls me. I am his. His warm tongue tickles my lower stomach as his hot kisses smooth over my skin and stop at my panties. I can hear his heavy breathing, like he is taking in my scent. His head lowers as his hands wrap around the fragile lace of my thong. I tremble at his touch.
“Still feeling hot?” He speaks into the fabric, making me moan.
My hands grip his silky locks tightly and pull his head in closer.
“Uh, huh. I think I’m wearing too many clothes.”
I sink my teeth into my bottom lip and tighten my grip in anticipation. He pulls away slightly so his eyes can devour melike he plans on doing. The corners of his mouth upturn into a smirk as he slowly slips the thong down to the floor. He stares at me with a certain hunger, and suddenly I feel exposed. What if he doesn’t like what he sees? I arch my foot as the delicate lace moves past my ankles and step out of them. The red thong looks minuscule in his large, masculine hands. He places them gently on the floor beside him as if they would break if he handled them too harshly. Turning his attention back to me, his hands race up my thighs and land on my plump bottom, stirring shivers down my spine.
“You’re so beautiful,” Ryder states in a breathy and whispered tone, which ultimately turns my cheeks crimson again.
Suddenly, any insecurities I had about my body disappear, and I watch him intensely; lust rewrites his features as his eyes scan my body. My body aches for him. I lose my hands in his blue-black hair and pull him to my level, colliding my lips with his again in a hot and fiery blaze. His strong arms lift me in the embrace and carry me over to his bed, my ankles wrapped tightly around his waist. He lays me down gently with his lips still tethered to mine. His mouth consuming me. I feel his dangerous tongue tickle at my bottom lip as it pleads for entry. I give in. The taste buds on his tongue dance over mine, increasing in speed with the desire he feels. He pulls away, and our eyes meet, his obsidian irises sparkle as they feed into my own.
He smirks.
“You win, stalker.”
I roll my eyes at his playful remark, and he swoops a loose auburn lock from my forehead and tucks it behind my ear.
“What’s the prize?”
My thumb traces his lips, every crack and crevice, and I am drawn to kiss his face. Every part of it I bless with a peck; his nose, his sharp cheeks you could carve a knife on, his jawline that is so perfect it could have been chiselled by the Gods themselves.
“If I told you, that would spoil the fun,” he breathes into me and takes my hands above my head, holding them prisoner whilst his other hand cradles my breasts. “Better if I show you.” His tongue twirls at my nipples, which insights a moan from my rosy lips. A wet stream follows his tongue down the length of my torso and stops on my lady parts. I feel his hot breath tickle my clitoris, stimulating every nerve in my body. “You’re so wet for me.” His moist tongue wets my glistening rosebud, sending jolts of electricity vibrating up and down my body. He just knows my sensitive spot, stroking it over and over again until my body shakes into his touch. His hand still massages my breasts while his tongue performs tricks on my clit, my back arches in pleasure, and he smirks at the way my body reacts to him. My fingers fumble at the sheets, but his grip holds me firm in place.
“You’re all mine.”
His husky voice makes me shiver again, and I jump as his tongue reclaims my clit, each tantalising stroke pulsing through my body. His fingers move from my breast and poke at my entry hole, each blackened vein racing faster than I have seen before. I gasp as he pushes his fingers inside me, thrusting back and forth against my tight walls whilst his salivating tongue continues to conjure miracles on my clitoris. My hips buckle, and my stomach flips as his fingers toy with my G-spot. I throw my head back with desire, which only makes his tongue quicken. My body unknowingly fights his as I come closer to climax, but he steadies my arms by holding them tighter.
“Tell me you’re mine!” he demands.
He sucks on my tender clitoris as his fingers switch up their flow and become more intense. His dark eyes stare up at me like he is waiting for me to confess my undying love to him.
“I-I’m yours,” I whisper between breaths, his tongue has me in a chokehold. My body shakes as I feel my orgasm building; a coil of tension unravelling within me. I let out a moan, surrendering to the sensations coursing through my body, inebriating me. He knows I am on the brink; my walls tighten around his fingers as he strokes harder. My whole body tenses as I give in to the pleasure.
“That’s it, cum for me.” He demands, and I give in to the electricity pulsing through me. “Show me how much you like it.” Throwing my head back once more, my vision blurs, and my legs tremble as I erupt like a volcano. I am transported into another dimension, his tongue lapping up my juices as my body shocks in release. I moan loudly, and he releases my hands and covers my mouth. Savouring the final licks of my clit before pulling away. He steadies his pace and kisses my vulva before placing his hands in my mouth, the taste of my juices tingle on my tongue.
“Did you like that?” He stands and takes off his shirt, exposing his washboard abs, and I nod at him in temptation. “Good, because there’s so much more I want to do to you.”
