Page 40 of A Ryan Recollection

Sucking on my bottom lip I slowly crawl forward, keeping my eyes on him as the sexual tension ratchets up about three hundred levels. My clit pulses with need and wet heat slicks between my thighs.

“That’s it, baby, all the way,” he says with a throaty growl as he squeezes his cock through his pants. I edge closer until I’m just a couple of feet away from him and I catch the scent of his expensive cologne. “Let’s soak those sweet little panties of yours.”

Holy mother, why is this so damn hot?

I look up expectantly when I reach him and he grabs hold of my jaw, pulling me up into a kneeling position. I shuffle closer until I’m wedged between his hard thighs and the heat from him warms me from the inside.

I bat my eyelashes. “What now, Sir?”

He narrows his dark eyes as his tongue darts out to moisten his lips and I have to stop myself from lunging forward and kissing him. “Well,” his eyes twinkle with devious intent, “this performance review will involve all three of your holes, and as you’re already on your knees,” he slides his thumb into my mouth and I swirl my tongue around the tip, “maybe we should start with this one.”

I suck his thumb hard before releasing it with a wet pop. “If that’s what you want, Sir.”

Without taking my eyes off his I unfasten his belt and zipper before freeing his huge hard cock from his boxers. I wrap my hand around his shaft and he hisses out a strained breath that makes me smile. I love seeing my strong, powerful husband coming so easily undone.

“Let’s see just how much you’ve learned since you started here, huh?” he says with a groan.

My pleasure. I squeeze his cock before licking the precum that weeps from the crown. “You taste so good, Sir,” I moan softly before I wrap my lips around his shaft and suck him into my mouth until he hits the back of my throat.

He fists his hand in my hair, tangling his fingers through the strands at the back of my head as he shifts his hips until I take his entire length.

“So fucking good,” he says with a groan. “You trained that gag reflex right out, huh?”

“Mmhmm,” I murmur as I hollow my cheeks and suck him hard, because the quicker I can get him off like this, the sooner he’ll fuck me and I was ready for him to do that about two hours ago when we were watching the couple on the stage.

“How’d you get so good at sucking cock, baby?” he says with a deep groan that rumbles through his entire body.

He threads his fingers tighter into my hair as he rocks his hips, fucking my mouth while I lick and suck his beautiful cock. I plant my hands on his powerful thighs, squeezing his muscles as he rocks into me and reveling in the control he allows me to have over him in moments like these.

I swallow, squeezing the crown of his cock in my throat and making his eyes roll back in his head. “Fuck, baby,” he grits out the words, pushing my head down further as he drives his hips upward. I take a deep breath through my nose, saliva dripping down my chin and wetness seeping into my panties as I suck him to a climax.

He releases his grip on my hair and sinks into the chair as I let him slip from my mouth, swallowing as much of his cum as I can, but some still drips down my chin and he brushes it away with his thumb. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” he rasps.

“Did I pass my review, Sir?” I ask with a flutter of my eyelashes.

He arches an eyebrow at me, gripping my jaw between his thumb and forefinger. “We didn’t cover all aspects of your performance yet, baby.”

I bite into my lip, clenching my thighs to stem the growing ache between them. Liam stands, his six foot four frame towering over me. He tips my head back, eyes raking over my body as they darken with heat and desire. “Crawl to the bed,” he orders.

Heat coils up my spine. He rarely shows this side of himself, at least not with me. He’s my best friend and my sweet, caring teddy bear, and given that his brothers, particularly the oldest one, have the whole bossy asshole routine down perfectly, I love how different my relationship with him is. However, I can’t deny how much I love it when he lets this side of himself out to play.

I do as he asks, crawling to the bed and making sure to wiggle my ass as much as possible and give him a show as I do. He rewards me by slapping my ass hard as he drops to his knees behind me as soon as I reach the huge four poster bed in the center of the room.

“Liam,” I groan out his name as wet heat sears between my thighs.

“Bend over the bed,” he says with a growl and another smack.

“Ow.” I pout dramatically as I lay my face against the crisp cotton sheet.

“Don’t pretend like that hurt, baby,” he says with a dark laugh. “I know you can take way more than that.” He curls his fingers in the waistband of my panties. “These are so fucking sexy on you,” he grunts the last words as he tugs them roughly over my behind until they’re sitting at the top of my thighs. “You know I love fucking you in these.”

“I do,” I giggle.

He spanks me again and warm pleasure rolls through me. “Is that why you wore them?”

“Yes,” I admit on a moan.

“You knew I was going to fuck you before we got home?” He smacks my ass harder and I cry out. “Because I can’t keep my goddamn hands off you, baby, can I?”

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