Hannah chuckled, so happy to be herself and express all of her emotions in the bedroom and feel safe in doing so. Ryder Martin was a revelation. A pleasant surprise. And one hundred percent hers. As she watched in rapt fascination, he shrugged out of his clothes and threw them on the pile.
Once naked, Hannah felt the nudge of his cock at her slick entrance and waited for him to impale her. Like she wanted. Like she needed.
“Now, Ryder.”
Hannah clamped her eyes closed if only for a moment, not wanting to see because doing so would flood her very being with an overwhelming love. Even saying his name seemed painful but it was a sinfully pleasurable ache. She wanted to whisper his name on the sigh of her moans and taste it on her tongue even as he tasted her skin with his.
He leaned forward and thrust home. Hannah closed her eyes to savor the blissful feeling of fullness. She shivered. It seemed the ways this man made her happy were endless, and she looked forward to experiencing every single thing he would ever give her.
He slid out and then forward again, until he was buried balls deep. She shifted beneath him, and an electrifying jolt of pleasure pulsated on every nerve ending. Hannah flexed her hips again until Ryder made an almost pained sound.
“You’re so tight and hot. God, I’ve never been inside a woman without a condom. I’m seeing stars here, Hannah.”
Then Ryder began to move in earnest, slow at first but then grinding his cock in small circles as he possessed her with his entire body. The pleasure she had felt from his fingers flashed back to life. She took huge handfuls of the bed sheets, writhing and lifting her molten hot core to meet his every motion and gasping for air as his speed increased.
The crest of pleasure came on a wave. She felt its impending explosion and was helpless to numb the intensity. Didn’t even want to. She wanted it to crash over her and yet when it did, she didn’t scream her pleasure, she screamed Ryder’s name along with a declaration of love that she’d never tire of saying.
His expression twisted in pleasure, his lips pressing together in a thin, white line and with a shout of ecstasy that echoed through Hannah’s heart, he thrust one final time until she felt him come so deep inside her, its heat warmed her womb.
Ryder collapsed beside her and drew her to his torso in a warm embrace. Hannah still couldn’t believe life could be like this. That she could be this happy.
“That was amazing,” he mumbled. “You’re amazing. I love you so much, Hannah.”
And even though his words had been said before, at that moment they rang fresh and new. Because they meant everything in the world.
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