RYDER (Slater Brothers 4)(22)

“Yes!” I cried out. “RYDER!”

My body exploded into sensation. Pure pleasure struck me and spread to my every nerve ending. My back arched off the bed, my hands balled into fists and my breath caught in my throat. My hips continued to lightly buck into Ryder’s face, and I came back down to Earth just as he released my clit from his mouth and placed a gentle kiss against it before he untangled his hands from around me and climbed up my body.

“I could eat you forever,” Ryder growled.

My eyes, that were closed, fluttered open at his words. My chest was rapidly rising and falling, but again, my breath caught in my throat when I gazed up at him and saw the hunger in his eyes. The hunger for me. The need.

“That was... wow.”

Ryder’s lip twitched. “I couldn’t tell if you were enjoying it over all your screaming.”

I found myself grinning. “That was all just a big act for your ego.”

Chuckling, Ryder stood up off me, undid the buttons on his jeans and pushed them down his thighs. It was then that I noticed he wasn’t wearing boxers, and I was staring at his very large, and very erect, cock.

“Is that wide eyed look of yours for my ego too?” Ryder questioned.

I swallowed as I looked up to his face and nodded. “Of course, I’m not impressed in the slightest. In fact, not only is your cock size lackin’, but your tongue skills need some serious work.”

Ryder was smiling at me now as he stepped out of his jeans, leaving him fully naked before me, and what a sight he was to behold.

“Would you mind being my practice partner?” he asked. “I definitely don’t want to be a f*cking disappointment.”

“Fine,” I dramatically sighed. “Have your way with me, but don’t be surprised if I fall asleep half way through.”

Ryder pounced on me then, and it had me roaring with laughter. My laughter was quickly replaced by moaning when Ryder zoned in on my neck and locked his lips on my sweet spot.

“Fuck,” I hissed and bucked under him.

He allowed me to move under him until I switched our positions and I was on top of him. I shimmied down until I was sitting on his knees and then I looked up at him.

“My turn.”

Ryder’s his cock jumped as he clasped his hands behind his head and winked. “Go right ahead, sweetness.”

I looked down to his shaft and gripped him tightly in my hand, giving it a good squeeze that made Ryder hiss. I kept my firm grip on it as I moved my hand up and down. The movement wasn’t as slick as I’d have liked so I let go of him and moved my hand between my thighs where I coated my fingers in my juices before grabbing hold of him once more.

“There,” I murmured as my hand slid freely up and down his hardened length. “Does that feel better?”

I looked up and saw Ryder staring at me with wide eyes.

“Holy shit,” he breathed out. “That was sexy as f*ck!” He stared at me like he was going to eat me alive.

I shuddered at the same time he did.

His eyes never left mine as his face contorted with pleasure. I could tell he wanted to roll his eyes back with the sensations that filled him, but he fought it and kept his eyes on mine. His mouth dropped open and a groan like I’d never heard from a man before escaped him when I bent down and sucked on the throbbing head.

“Brannaaaaaa,” he moaned and reached down and tangled his fingers in my hair. “Christ. Fuck. You suck so good, babygirl.”

I hummed around his shaft. His grip on my hair became painful when he threw his head back and groaned louder, longer.

“I won’t last,” he panted. “I need to come to take the edge off.”

I went to work then and bobbed my head up and down, applying heavy suction each time I let Ryder’s cock almost fully withdraw from my mouth only to deep throat him at the last moment. It was a method I had on constant repeat.

“Fuck!” He roared. “Yes, sweetness. Fuck me with that sexy mouth—oh shit!”

He suddenly tapped the back of my head with his hand, and for a moment I didn’t know why, then the first hot jet of his release coated my tongue and I realised why he did it. He was warning me that he was about to come in case I wanted to pull away. I didn’t. I swallowed the liquid down and hummed when the contractions of my throat drew out more spurts of the salty goodness.

Ryder was talking to God—loudly—and, using a few choice words, he thanked him for gracing me with the ability to suck cock so well. I refrained from laughing as I slowly released him from my mouth.

“Sinful,” he breathed as he looked down at me. “You’re down right f*cking sinful.”

I did nothing but smile up at him. He growled and pulled me on top of him before rolling my body under his. He appeared over me and he nudged his way between my thighs.

“I may lock you up now that I know how good you are at—”

“Suckin’ your cock?” I cut him off, snickering.

He nodded. “Darling, you should add it to your resume because damn.”

That cracked me up.

“Hush,” he mused. “I don’t want my brothers thinking you’re laughing at the size of my dick or some shit like that.”

I covered my mouth with my hands to muffle the sounds, but I didn’t have to worry about my laughter becoming a problem when Ryder zeroed in on my sweet spot on my neck for a third time and sucked.