Page 98 of A Ryan Recollection

Nothing beats being inside her hot, wet pussy, but right now she’s on the edge of oblivion and I want to keep her here for as long as I can — with my name on her lips and in her head.

“Mikey,” she groans my name again. “You feel so good.”

“You taste so fucking good, Red,” I growl as I start tugging on my rock hard dick, pumping the shaft to the same rhythm I’m drilling my fingers into her pussy.

“Fuck!” she hisses, threading her fingers through my hair. “So. Good.”

I pull my fingers almost all the way out and seeing them thick with her cream makes my cock almost explode. Sliding them back in slowly, I tease her, sucking on the sensitive bud of flesh and keeping her teetering on the edge.

“Please?” she gasps, tugging on my hair as she rides my face and I take pity on her. Curling my fingers inside her as I suck harder, rimming her pretty little clit with my tongue and squeezing my dick harder until she is bucking and shaking and falling apart around me.

Her soft, breathy moans make me come apart, and as she’s still grinding her sweet pussy on my mouth, I climax too, spilling cum all over my hand.

“Fuck!” I growl, my teeth nipping at her sensitive flesh.

She looks up at me, her skin pink and her eyes dark. “Did you just jack off while you were eating me?” she whispers wickedly.

I hold up my hand and show her the thick white ribbons streaked over my knuckles. “I thought you were supposed to be helping me clean. You went and got me real messy.”

She pushes herself up, a devilish grin on her face. “I can help you with that.”

Then she takes my hand in hers and starts to lick my knuckles clean. Murmuring softly as she’s cleaning me up, savoring the taste of me the way I just did her.

“Fuck, Red, that looks so fucking hot,” I whisper.

Finally she sucks my thumb into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the tip as she stares into my eyes and now I’m sorry I didn’t make her suck my cock. Her long dark lashes flutter and she looks so sweet and innocent — well she would be if she wasn’t sucking my cum off my thumb.

“Keep sucking like that, Red, and I’ll give you something else to put in that beautiful mouth of yours instead.”

She releases my thumb from her mouth with a wet pop. “Fine by me,” she purrs.

“You are a horny fucking minx, Mrs. Ryan,” I say, wrapping my arms around her waist and lifting her from the counter. “And we need to finish cleaning this kitchen.”

“I was trying to when you accosted me,” she says, her eyes narrowed as she pretends to glare at me.

“I didn’t hear no complaints,” I say with a grin before I start to kiss her neck again. She still smells of chocolate frosting and cookies. I brush my fingers along her jawline and over her throat — the ones I just had inside her, so now she smells of her cum too.

“We should finish up and get ourselves cleaned up,” she breathes even as she rakes her nails down my back, making me shiver.

“Goddammit, Jessie. I’m gonna bend you over this counter and fuck you instead.”

“I knew you two would be fucking,” Shane says with a sigh as he walks back into the kitchen.

I keep my arms wrapped around her and glare at him. “Clearly, we’re not fucking.”

He narrows his eyes at me in suspicion. “You just did though.”

“No, we didn’t,” I insist.

He walks toward us, ignoring the fact that she’s in my arms, he takes hold of her jaw, turns her head and kisses her. “You did something,” he says, licking his lips and staring into her eyes.

“How do you know that?” she whispers.

He traces his pointer finger over her cheek. “Because your neck is all pink the way it is when you’ve just come.”

“Maybe I’m just a little hot from you two kissing me?” she says with a shrug.

He shakes his head and then runs his nose along her jawline. “I can smell your cum on you, sweetheart, which means Mikey must have at least had his fingers in you.”

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