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you do it?"
His words conjured an image in her mind. Her pulse sped up, and her breathing turned ragged. Her whole body tightened and moisture flooded her already drenched thong. She didn't answer. Couldn't answer. Instead she reached for the hem of her light summer dress and lifted. Slowly she dragged the cotton over her sensitive torso, her hard nipples snagging at the fabric as she raised it over her head. Ryan's hands skimmed up her stomach until he cupped her bare breasts in his palms. A shuddered racked her as all air fled her lungs.
Goose bumps broke out as he grazed his fingertips from her ribs to her hips. He grasped her ass in his hands and squeezed.
"Turn around," he urged in a strangled voice.
Every muscle taut with anticipation, Claire turned.
"Lean forward. Brace your hands on the table." He placed his hands on her shoulders and pushed her down.
Bending over, Claire blushed at the thought of what Ryan would be able to see, but the choked groan and growled words soon morphed embarrassment into arousal.
"You're too gorgeous for words."
Ryan smoothed his hands across her curves. No part of her back, legs, or ass went untouched. Trailers of tingles followed his caress, snaking out until they covered her whole body. Her limbs shook, and Claire gripped the table edge so hard her knuckles were white. He pushed his foot between hers and shoved her legs apart.
"Spread your legs wider."
Claire's knees wobbled, but she slid her feet outward. He ran his hands up the inside of her thighs, his fingertips barely brushing the soaked material her position had pushed firmly between her legs.
"You're so wet, Claire." He swept his fingers along her exposed cleft.
Her pussy clenched hard, and moisture flooded her sex. Claire couldn't stop the moan from breaking free.
"You like that, Claire? Like that I have you on display? Like it when I tell you your cunt is wet for me?"
Claire shuddered at his words. The quake vibrated through her until she thought she might collapse in a puddle of want at his feet.
"Oh, Claire I do believe we've found something that really gets you off." He leaned over her, his clothed chest resting along her back. "Want me to tell you what I'm gonna do to you?" He nipped her ear.
"Ryan." His name spilled from her lips on a plea.
He licked the shell of her ear, his breath hot on her skin. "I'm going to play with you, Claire. I'm going to use my fingers, my tongue, teeth, and I'm going to drive you wild until you scream for me."
Claire's body throbbed—every nerve alive with need and pleasure. He cupped her breasts, squeezing the globes with just enough pressure to make her gasp. His teeth dragged down her neck, across her shoulder. Ryan used his tongue to light a trail of fire down her spine before taking a nip of her ass. She dropped her head and through hooded eyes she saw him kneel between her spread feet. The bulge in his pants inflamed her more. She wanted to touch him, taste him.
In the next instant all thought fled. Ryan laved her silk covered pussy. From clit to anus, he followed the strip of material. He tugged it with his teeth, pushed it into her sex, parting her slick folds until the wet fabric rubbed on her protruding clit. Her pussy convulsed, wave after wave of clenching muscle as her body sought satisfaction.
"More."
Ryan laughed against her heated skin. "Don't worry. There's plenty more." He curled his fingers under the side of her panties. "Starting with this."
He pulled, yanking the cloth up, cutting into her pussy. Pulling again, he scraped the thin strip over her tender folds. Sensation exploded, and she pumped her hips in blinding need. Ryan's tongue licked the cream coating her inner thighs, the tip coming close to her clit but not close enough to push her over. She arched her back and thrust her groin at his face, searching for the release she was so close to.
A finger burrowed its way beneath her underwear, stroked engorged flesh and teased at her opening. Her
His words conjured an image in her mind. Her pulse sped up, and her breathing turned ragged. Her whole body tightened and moisture flooded her already drenched thong. She didn't answer. Couldn't answer. Instead she reached for the hem of her light summer dress and lifted. Slowly she dragged the cotton over her sensitive torso, her hard nipples snagging at the fabric as she raised it over her head. Ryan's hands skimmed up her stomach until he cupped her bare breasts in his palms. A shuddered racked her as all air fled her lungs.
Goose bumps broke out as he grazed his fingertips from her ribs to her hips. He grasped her ass in his hands and squeezed.
"Turn around," he urged in a strangled voice.
Every muscle taut with anticipation, Claire turned.
"Lean forward. Brace your hands on the table." He placed his hands on her shoulders and pushed her down.
Bending over, Claire blushed at the thought of what Ryan would be able to see, but the choked groan and growled words soon morphed embarrassment into arousal.
"You're too gorgeous for words."
Ryan smoothed his hands across her curves. No part of her back, legs, or ass went untouched. Trailers of tingles followed his caress, snaking out until they covered her whole body. Her limbs shook, and Claire gripped the table edge so hard her knuckles were white. He pushed his foot between hers and shoved her legs apart.
"Spread your legs wider."
Claire's knees wobbled, but she slid her feet outward. He ran his hands up the inside of her thighs, his fingertips barely brushing the soaked material her position had pushed firmly between her legs.
"You're so wet, Claire." He swept his fingers along her exposed cleft.
Her pussy clenched hard, and moisture flooded her sex. Claire couldn't stop the moan from breaking free.
"You like that, Claire? Like that I have you on display? Like it when I tell you your cunt is wet for me?"
Claire shuddered at his words. The quake vibrated through her until she thought she might collapse in a puddle of want at his feet.
"Oh, Claire I do believe we've found something that really gets you off." He leaned over her, his clothed chest resting along her back. "Want me to tell you what I'm gonna do to you?" He nipped her ear.
"Ryan." His name spilled from her lips on a plea.
He licked the shell of her ear, his breath hot on her skin. "I'm going to play with you, Claire. I'm going to use my fingers, my tongue, teeth, and I'm going to drive you wild until you scream for me."
Claire's body throbbed—every nerve alive with need and pleasure. He cupped her breasts, squeezing the globes with just enough pressure to make her gasp. His teeth dragged down her neck, across her shoulder. Ryan used his tongue to light a trail of fire down her spine before taking a nip of her ass. She dropped her head and through hooded eyes she saw him kneel between her spread feet. The bulge in his pants inflamed her more. She wanted to touch him, taste him.
In the next instant all thought fled. Ryan laved her silk covered pussy. From clit to anus, he followed the strip of material. He tugged it with his teeth, pushed it into her sex, parting her slick folds until the wet fabric rubbed on her protruding clit. Her pussy convulsed, wave after wave of clenching muscle as her body sought satisfaction.
"More."
Ryan laughed against her heated skin. "Don't worry. There's plenty more." He curled his fingers under the side of her panties. "Starting with this."
He pulled, yanking the cloth up, cutting into her pussy. Pulling again, he scraped the thin strip over her tender folds. Sensation exploded, and she pumped her hips in blinding need. Ryan's tongue licked the cream coating her inner thighs, the tip coming close to her clit but not close enough to push her over. She arched her back and thrust her groin at his face, searching for the release she was so close to.
A finger burrowed its way beneath her underwear, stroked engorged flesh and teased at her opening. Her
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