I watch my red-tipped toes curl in anticipation against the floor. “God yes. I want you to.”
He yanks on my hips, pulling my ass toward him, and I eagerly arch my back. I’m so ready to have him inside me, stretching my walls like never before. I feel the head of his cock swipe back and forth between my lips and I moan. I want it so badly. I need it now.
He nudges against my entrance, and this time he enters me with one powerful thrust that leaves me gasping with surprise.
“Oh fuck” he groans, his hands clenching my hips. He slowly moves in and out of me. “Look at how your greedy pussy takes my cock. She’s so pink and fucking perfect. All mine.”
My hands clutch the granite so hard my knuckles turn white. Nothing matters beyond the drag of his cock over my G-spot. He’s hitting the perfect angle with every thrust like some geometry nerd sex guru. I’ve never experienced sex this amazing before, and I had no idea what I’ve been missing out on.
Ryder’s pace quickens as he repeatedly slams into me. Wanting to please him, I push my ass back into his thrusts.
“Fuck yes, baby.” His fingers painfully dig into my hips as he hits his peak. His movements are erratic as he jerks through the final strokes. And when he thrusts inside me for a final time, buried to the hilt, I feel him trembling behind me. He presses a kiss on the back of my shoulder and slips from me. “You’re amazing.”
“That was fun,” I say.
He slowly turns me around. “I meant to take you to bed, but you look so fucking hot in this apron, I couldn’t control myself.”
“I’m not complaining,” I say.
“I know you’re not, I am. I have no self-control when it comes to you.”
“I loved everything about what we just did.”
He bends down, lifting me into his arms. “Wait til you see what round two brings.”
* * *
Waking up in Ryder’s arms is a sensation I never thought I’d experience, and now that I have, I don’t want to go without again. As much as I want to spend the entire day like this, I need to shower and get cooking.
I try to slip from his hold without disturbing him, but it doesn’t work. His arms tighten around me.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
“I need a shower and I have work to do.”
“I’ll skip breakfast if it means you’ll stay in bed with me.” He nuzzles his face against my hair.
“You need to eat and I need to shower. If I don’t stay on my schedule it’ll mess with my whole day.”
He sighs. “Just a minute longer. Do you know this is the first time I’ve slept with someone?” he asks, and I laugh. “You know what I mean. I’m not claiming to be a virgin, but I'm a virgin co-sleeper.”
“Aww, I popped your sleeping cherry. I love that.”
“I’ve never had a girlfriend before either,” he confesses.
“Really? Not even in college?”
I knew he hasn’t had a relationship since he’s been with the Coyotes, but I assumed he had at some point.
“Nope. It’s not that I was against the idea, it just never happened.”
“Hot damn, I’ve popped two of your cherries. I feel kind of bad that I’ve done those things and don’t have anything for you to be the first on.”
His hand slides down my back, gripping my ass. “What about this?”
I giggle nervously. “Yeah, that’s not happening.”
“I’m not saying this morning, but someday this baby will be mine.” His finger dips between my cheeks, gliding back and forth in a teasing manner. I know it would be far easier than I think for him to get me to do just about anything.