by Jenna Jacob
As Ryder climbed my quivering body, my feminine juices glistened on his face. Dipping his head, he meshed his lips to mine and sank his tongue deep into my mouth. I tasted my own warm, tangy essence for the first time. It was wildly erotic and dirty, but in a good way.
Heart racing, head spinning, I was boneless and could barely move, yet the need for more quickly grew into a gnawing ball of desire.
“That was…incredible, my sweet, savage beauty.” His strained, husky voice made me feel powerful, beautiful…desired.
“Mmm.” The satisfied moan slid from my lips.
Ryder chuckled and eased off the bed.
“Where are you going?” I asked, amazed that I could form words in this lethargic, sated, and blissful state.
“To get a washcloth and clean you up. You’re bleeding a little bit.”
“Bleeding?” I blanched. Oh hell, had I started my period? Ewww, his mouth was down there and everything.
My cheeks caught fire. I was about to start apologizing when Ryder shook his head.
“Don’t be embarrassed.” He pinned me with a steady gaze. “I broke your hymen with my fingers. You didn’t feel me do that? Didn’t feel any pain?”
He’d done what? I was floored. The girls in high school said losing their virginity hurt like a bitch. But Ryder wasn’t some inept boy. No, he was a sexually experienced man. And the fact that he’d been with other women made me a little jealous.
“I felt some burning, but you were drowning me in so much pleasure, I barely even noticed.”
“You might feel more when we make love, but hopefully”—he grinned—“I’ll be drowning you in so much pleasure again, you’ll feel even better.”
“Sounds like you’ve been with a lot of virgins.” I tried to harness the little green-eyed monster inside me but failed.
Ryder smirked and sat down beside me on the bed. “I’ve never been a choir boy. You know that. But I’ve never made love to a virgin. You’ll be my first. And you’ll be the last woman I ever touch again.” As he sealed his vow with a kiss, the air caught in my lungs.
He stood and strolled across the hall to the bathroom and I realized Ryder had been right. The connection we shared had always been bigger than both of us.
When he dragged the warm cloth over my still-sensitive folds, I moaned and rocked my hips.
“You’re…spellbinding, sweetheart.” Ryder stroked his fingertips along the insides of my thighs. “But if I don’t get inside your slick, tight cunt soon, I’m going to lose my mind.”
“Take me. I’m all yours,” I moaned.
Chapter Seven
Ryder
Katiana’s words tore through me like a hurricane. With a feral growl, I tossed the washcloth aside and stripped off my shirt. Then frantically started working the button on my jeans. The little minx had lifted onto an elbow, raptly watching my clumsy strip show, with a devilish gleam in her eyes.
“Mmm,” she purred, eyes dancing over my wide chest and defined abs. “Your body is still as erotically cut as ever.”
“Were you checking me out back then, you little perv?” I teased.
“Oh, yeah. Constantly,” she confessed without an ounce of reticence. “And who are you calling a perv…perv?”
“Not my proudest moments, but I checked you out constantly, too.”
After dragging my zipper down, I stepped to the side of the bed, intently watching her reaction as I tugged the denim down my hips. When my cock sprang free, Katiana’s eyes grew wide. The relief was so overwhelming I sucked in a loud hiss. My little minx simply exhaled a soft moan as she stared at my thick, weeping erection.
“You’re a work of art…a masterpiece of beauty. You know that, right?” She slowly raised her head as a flicker of concern skipped across her eyes.
“I don’t know about that, but I do know I’ll fit you just fine.” I knew she was scared, but I was determined to make this feel both good and memorable, for each of us.
She arched a skeptical brow. “I’m not sure how. You’re so…big.”
“I’ll take it nice and slow. Trust me.”
“I do.” She reached up and skimmed her fingertips along my angry cock. I nearly swallowed my tongue. My dick jerked and a fat bead of pre-come slipped over my swollen crest.
“It’s okay that I’m touching you, right?”
“You can touch me, kiss me, lick me. Baby, you can do anything you want,” I choked out. Gritting my teeth, I cupped her hand and wrapped her slender fingers around my screaming cock. Her tiny fist gripped me as I guided it up and down…teaching her how to stroke me.
“Oh, wow.” She lifted those innocent brown eyes up at me and my heart nearly stopped. “It’s so hot and velvety, but hard and stiff at the same time. Does it hurt?”
“In a good way, especially now that you’re touching me.”
As Katiana dropped her gaze back to my leaking erection, her wet tongue darted out and swiped her bottom lip.
Fuck.
Between her timid strokes and her damp, feminine musk still clinging to my tongue, Katiana was going to kill me. But, hell, I couldn’t think of a better way to go.
“No inhibitions,” I reminded in a voice as strained as every muscle in my body.
With a little nod, she leaned in and brushed her warm lips over my pulsating rim. Then without warning, Katiana opened her mouth and engulfed the tip, pulling me in deep with blistering suction.
“Sweet Jesus!” I roared.
As she swirled her unpracticed tongue along my shaft, the room began to sway. I clutched her narrow shoulders and dropped my chin. Balls churning, I watched and felt her stroke, suck, and lick me…drowning me in spine-melting sensations.
“That’s it, baby. Use your tongue. Mmm, yeah, like that. Your silky mouth feels like heaven. I bet your tight little cunt is going to feel exactly the same.”
All too soon, blood was thundering in my ears. Somehow I had to stave off my orgasm or risk embarrassing myself. Problem was, I’d fantasized about this day for so long, it was going to take a miracle to keep from losing my load like some inexperienced teen.
I am so fucked!
Growing more confident, Katiana sucked and lapped greedily. Body humming with demand, I quickly cupped her jaw—while I still could—and dragged my cock free.
She blinked up at me. “Was I doing it wrong?”
Her total innocence hit me like a punch to the gut. “No, baby. You were doing it too good. If you keep lashing me with your wicked tongue, I’m going to explode in your mouth.”
“But I want to make you feel good and taste…you know…your come.”
Her timid bravery was irrefutably scorching. “You sure?”
“Yes. Please.”
“Then wrap those plump lips around me, baby.”
Delight lit up her face, then she quickly sobered. Parting her lips, Katiana brazenly wrapped her blistering inferno around me once more.
I sucked in a sputtering hiss as my eyes rolled to the back of my head. Determined to give her what she wanted, I didn’t hold back this time. Watching her bob her sweet, tight mouth up and down my cock, I sank my hands into her glossy dark hair and held on as she launched me to the brutal heights of pleasure.
Demand mounted.
My legs began to tremble.
Rocking in and out of her sucking, laving inferno, I felt my limbs growing numb.
Katiana opened wider and took me all the way to the back of her pillowy throat. That was all it took. My cock expanded as thunder rolled through me. I cinched her hair in my fists, thrust deep, and stilled as thick ropes of come exploded over her tongue.
With kitten-soft mewls, she frantically swallowed my seed. Each gulp pushed my shaft against the roof of her mouth, setting multicolored sparks flashing behind my eyes. Katiana cradled my tight balls in her palm and milked me dry.
Head still spinning and heart hammering, I grudgingly eased from her mouth. She flashed me a wide grin and licked her lips.
“You tas
te kind of salty, but sort of sweet at the same time.” Panting like a marathon runner, I simply grinned at her idyllic description. “I want to do that again.”
I laughed and bent to kiss her swollen, wet lips. “Give me a couple minutes to recover, sweetheart.”
She flashed me a wide grin. “Okay. What’s next? Can we…” Katiana asked, dragging her fingertips along my still-pulsating cock. Her feathery touch sent a charge of electricity surging through me. My dick lurched and grew as hard as granite. “You know…do it?”
I growled, pouncing onto the bed and climbing her body like a panther.
As if some primitive intuition took over, Katiana parted her legs, welcoming my eager cock to settle between them. Bending, I captured a rosy nipple, sucking it deeply into my mouth as I aligned my wide crest to her sweltering center.
“What is it you want to do, sweetheart?” I taunted.
“You know.” Her cheeks turned rosy.
“Say it.”
“Make love.”
“Yes,” I hissed with a feral rumble.
Katiana clutched my shoulders and I felt her tremble. She squeezed her eyes shut and, in a breathless whisper, announced, “Okay. I’m ready.”
Grinning at my brave novice teeming with trepidation, I bent and tugged her perfectly pebbled nipple between my teeth and tugged. She yelped. Eyes flashing open, she sank her nails into my flesh as I laved the sting away.
“You’re not ready…not yet.”
“But”—she rocked her hips and glided her wet slit over my crest—“I’m burning up.”
“I know. Your damp heat is melting my dick.” Hunger flared in her eyes. She liked me talking dirty to her. Good. “But before I squeeze my fat cock inside your tight, virgin cunt, I’ll need to set you on fire.”
“Ryder…” she moaned beseechingly as I dragged my tongue across her lush, milky breasts.
Nipping, licking, and sucking at her nipples, I worked my way between her legs once more. Her dark curls glistened, and when I parted her folds, she was leaving a mouthwatering puddle on the sheets. With a growl, I drove my tongue into her hot center, lapping up her juicy nectar. Katiana cried out, thrusting her pussy into my face. Gorging on her spilling essence, I strummed her pebbled clit with my thumb, savoring her breathless gasps, whimpers, and moans.
When she started bucking her hips and riding my face, I switched my focus to her sensitive clit.
“Yes…oh, yes…” she mindlessly gasped.
Sliding two fingers into her quivering core, I began stretching her narrow walls. When I added a third finger, it wasn’t long before her keening cries of desperation filled the room.
Lifting from her addictive cunt, I savored her despondent wail before hovering over her needy, wriggling body.
“Look at me, Katiana,” I demanded.
She lifted her heavy lids but was unable to focus her smoky, lust-filled gaze.
“Eyes on me while I stretch and fill you, baby,” I whispered.
Confusion warred with her frustration as she blinked and struggled to comply.
“Ryder…help me,” she wailed, finally seeing me through her veil of hunger.
“I’m going to, my Katiana. Right now.”
Reaching between us, I pressed my pulsating cock between her wet folds. Jaw clenched, I stared into her desperate, dilated eyes and pressed my crest into her liquid heat.
“I love you, Katiana,” I choked out on a growl as I slowly inched inside her.
Partially buried inside her impossibly tight passage, I bit back a snarl as her slick, virgin cream enveloped me. Her muscles fluttered and clutched, pressing sublime silky kisses around my invading shaft.
Everything about my bold, brave Katiana overwhelmed me in mind-bending splendor.
“Burns…hurts,” Katiana cried out.
I slanted my lips over hers and swallowed her moans as I strummed her clit in fast, tight circles. In seconds, she moaned into my mouth and softened around me.
I peppered kisses along her jaw. “I’m sorry, baby.”
“No.” She shook her head, panting wildly. “I’m okay. I-I’m just…stretched so full.”
“I’m going to stretch you wider and fill you fuller, sweetheart.”
She rocked her hips. “Help me, Ryder. I-I need…more.”
A lump of emotion clogged my throat. She was so brave and so fucking powerful, yet so damn fragile. I was scared I might break her.
Easing from her narrow, wet heat, I clenched my jaw and pressed into her fluttering, slick center again. I dragged my cock in and out of her sweltering cunt with long, steady strokes. Blinded by her beauty and her driving desire to take all I gave, I fed every inch inside her. Soon, I was balls deep in the sweetest nirvana of my entire life.
I gradually began picking up the pace while basking in the feel of her fiery tunnel sucking at my driving shaft. I marveled at her uninhibited moans and whimpers while mesmerized by her writhing, panting body pinned beneath me.
All the while, my sweet beauty struggled to do as I’d asked and keep her eyes on me.
“More,” she begged.
“Everything,” I murmured, then kissed her wildly.
Lost in the mounting urgency of each driving thrust, the heady scent of our combined musk, and the rhythmic echo of slapping, hungry flesh, I pinched her stony clit between my finger and thumb.
Katiana’s eyes grew wide. “Ryder,” she shouted. “I-I can’t hold back…it’s too much.”
Heart swelling and overflowing with love, I clenched my jaw and lifted her ass off the bed. Angling deeper, I drove into her with fast, jerking strokes as my orgasm bore down on me.
“Ryder! Please!” Katiana begged.
The mixture of mercy and salvation in her tone sent a bolt of lightning spiraling down my spine before slamming my balls. As I increased my strokes, her desperate keening whimpers filled the air. Arching her back, she met my thrusts as we chased freedom, passion, and redemption.
Sucking in a ragged breath, I growled, “Fly with me, Katiana.”
She tossed her head back, scored her nails into my back, and bore down on my expanding cock.
A rush of molten heat consumed me, shattering mind, body, and soul.
She screamed my name as I bellowed hers. And as my seed began showering her gripping core, we fragmented into that beautiful, blinding oblivion…together.
Long minutes later, still shaking and panting, I collapsed to my elbows and buried my face against her neck. Katiana clutched my back as jolts and fluttering aftershocks quaked through us.
While we struggled to catch our breath, I blinked the fog of ecstasy away and lifted my head to find my sexy vixen wearing a dreamy, sated smile. Pride filled me. Katiana was radiant…visibly glowing with her new sublime womanhood.
Sliding an arm beneath her, I rolled to my side, taking her with me. Once we were snuggled in together, I stroked her raven hair, savoring the peace and serenity enveloping me.
For the first time in years, there was finally a light at the end of the tunnel…Katiana’s light. She’d released me from my prison of guilt and shame.
“That was…” Her words faded away.
“Incredible? Mind-blowing? Spectacular?”
“Life-altering,” she purred as she closed her eyes and snuggled deeper into my chest.
Suddenly, reality crashed in all around me, sending panic wrapping its icy hands around my throat.
Was it?
Was it life-altering enough for Katiana to stay on this desolate mountain with a dead man?
Like piranhas, doubts, worries, and fears chewed at my psyche.
I’d always known Katiana was the missing pieces of my soul. I’d coveted her in my dreams and fantasies, but I’d never let myself consider what a future with her might look like. I wasn’t brave enough to inflict myself with that level of torture. I’d always assumed sharing a happy ever after with her was as much of a myth as Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, and fucking unicorns.
But now t
hat she’d crashed into the rocks and ultimately my life as well, what if…
As if reading my mind, Katiana cupped my cheek. I gazed down at her and tried to grant her a confident smile but failed.
“I know,” she whispered, not bothering to hide her angst or sadness. “What are we going to do? Lock ourselves inside our private little snow globe and forget the rest of the world?”
It sounded damn near perfect to me, but based on the quiver in her voice, Katiana wasn’t in favor of that idea.
“We could.” I shrugged. “Until the road is open.”
She audibly swallowed and wiped away the tear gliding down her cheek. “I mean after that.”
“I don’t know, sweetheart.” I sighed. “You need to finish college. You have an apartment, and I suspect a gym to manage?”
She nodded.
“Then you’ll need to go back.” Somehow I forced those crushing words from my lips, but inside I was howling and crumbling apart.
“Will you come with me?”
I stroked her hair and sent her a bittersweet smile. “I can’t, baby. Dead men don’t come back to life.”
“But—”
“Shhh,” I soothed. “Let’s not worry about it now. We’ve got at least a week or two to figure this out. Right now, I just want to hold you…breathe you in and rest up for round two.”
She sniffed and flashed me a brave smile. “Round two, huh? You got it in you, old man?”
I grinned and rocked my hips, thrusting my awakening erection deep inside her. “Since it’s still in you, I suspect you already know that answer.”
“Give me a couple minutes and I’ll be good to go.” She winked.
“Lightweight,” I teased as I cupped her nape and pressed a soul-stealing kiss to her lips.
Chapter Eight
Katiana
Slowly waking up, I stretched, smiling at the tingling ache between my legs. Memories of the lovemaking marathon Ryder and I shared last night streamed through me. Rolling over, I opened my eyes, expecting to see his rugged body sprawled out in the bed beside me. Instead, I saw the sliver of sunlight piercing through the gap in the curtains.