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heaved, her lips swollen and her eyes burning. “I want you. Don’t stop.”
His heart picked up its pace as he dead-bolted the trailer door and walked her two steps backward to the futon. It was draped with a quilt, which he spread out as he eased her down.
She ran her tongue over her lower lip, and he nearly burst out of his jeans. He hit his knees before her, picking up her juicy scent of arousal and nearly swallowing his tongue.
“I have to taste you. I’m dying for it.” His voice was grittier than ever, as if he’d been drinking all night. He felt drunk, for sure.
She tossed off his hat and sank her fingers into his hair, drawing him right down against her. Groaning, he used his jaw to push up her T-shirt and get at her silky belly. Lightly tanned and taut, her bellybutton gleamed with a stud shaped like a horseshoe.
“Guess I got lucky.” He nuzzled her piercing. She arched upward. Kissing a path over her flesh, he plucked at her distended nipples through her bra. Then he slid his hands up her torso, removing her top and flipping up her bra at the same time.
In a flurry, she reached behind her back and released her bra clasp. As soon as her round breasts bounced free, he was on her. Sucking, biting, nibbling and working the tips with his tongue. She cried out, writhing in his hold. Thank God he hadn’t left his hotel room without his wallet. He was known for doing that and always bumming money off his brothers. But a single condom was wedged between the folds of leather.
Releasing her nipple, he gazed up at her beautiful face.
“You look so undone for me.”
She didn’t speak, just clutched his head and drew him up for a lingering kiss. She tasted of need and something sugary. A soda? Cotton candy? He tasted her for another long minute before pulling free and kissing back down her bared body.
When he reached her jeans, the button and zipper were no match for him. He nimbly worked them open only to see a pair of polka-dotted red panties. Retro panties that matched her bra, now he thought about it. The lingerie added another layer to what he already knew about Joy.
She was a different kind of woman. One he needed to get closer to.
“Ryder, hurry.” She lifted her tight butt off the futon, allowing him to pull off her jeans. But he left her panties in place, more turned on than he’d been in his life just from the sight of them.
He easily removed her boots and jeans. Using his hands on her knees, he pushed her legs up and back, spreading her to him.
“I’m not…” her breath hitched, “naked.”
“This is how I want you.” Holding her gaze, he lowered his lips to her pussy. Covering the fabric, open-mouthed and throbbing for her. Her warmth met his mouth, and they shared a wild moan.
Through the fabric, he made slow love to her swollen outer lips and located her hard bud beneath the silky cloth. Desire pulsed through him, a rush in his ears.
He kissed her sex up and down, drawing long cries from her. Then using his tongue, he pressed beneath the elastic edge. The instant his tongue met sleek, smooth, shaved skin it was all over for him.
* * * * *
Joy had never experienced such a moment in her life, but she hoped to again and again. Somehow having Ryder’s mouth on her, through her clothes was the most erotic thing she’d ever known. Her insides trembled and she’d never been so wet.
But the instant he removed her panties altogether, she lost all sense of herself. She lived, breathed and thought for Ryder.
He nudged her thighs up and apart and dived between them. Piercing her with his tongue. She contracted around him, juices spilling from her. He gathered them on his tongue with slow, maddening strokes. Up and down, then in and out. Up, down, in, out. The knot in her core pulled so tight she thought she might snap in two.
Her orgasm rushed out of nowhere, so fast and mind-blowing that she threw her arms and head back and let the wave strike her. Her body hummed as her orgasm
His heart picked up its pace as he dead-bolted the trailer door and walked her two steps backward to the futon. It was draped with a quilt, which he spread out as he eased her down.
She ran her tongue over her lower lip, and he nearly burst out of his jeans. He hit his knees before her, picking up her juicy scent of arousal and nearly swallowing his tongue.
“I have to taste you. I’m dying for it.” His voice was grittier than ever, as if he’d been drinking all night. He felt drunk, for sure.
She tossed off his hat and sank her fingers into his hair, drawing him right down against her. Groaning, he used his jaw to push up her T-shirt and get at her silky belly. Lightly tanned and taut, her bellybutton gleamed with a stud shaped like a horseshoe.
“Guess I got lucky.” He nuzzled her piercing. She arched upward. Kissing a path over her flesh, he plucked at her distended nipples through her bra. Then he slid his hands up her torso, removing her top and flipping up her bra at the same time.
In a flurry, she reached behind her back and released her bra clasp. As soon as her round breasts bounced free, he was on her. Sucking, biting, nibbling and working the tips with his tongue. She cried out, writhing in his hold. Thank God he hadn’t left his hotel room without his wallet. He was known for doing that and always bumming money off his brothers. But a single condom was wedged between the folds of leather.
Releasing her nipple, he gazed up at her beautiful face.
“You look so undone for me.”
She didn’t speak, just clutched his head and drew him up for a lingering kiss. She tasted of need and something sugary. A soda? Cotton candy? He tasted her for another long minute before pulling free and kissing back down her bared body.
When he reached her jeans, the button and zipper were no match for him. He nimbly worked them open only to see a pair of polka-dotted red panties. Retro panties that matched her bra, now he thought about it. The lingerie added another layer to what he already knew about Joy.
She was a different kind of woman. One he needed to get closer to.
“Ryder, hurry.” She lifted her tight butt off the futon, allowing him to pull off her jeans. But he left her panties in place, more turned on than he’d been in his life just from the sight of them.
He easily removed her boots and jeans. Using his hands on her knees, he pushed her legs up and back, spreading her to him.
“I’m not…” her breath hitched, “naked.”
“This is how I want you.” Holding her gaze, he lowered his lips to her pussy. Covering the fabric, open-mouthed and throbbing for her. Her warmth met his mouth, and they shared a wild moan.
Through the fabric, he made slow love to her swollen outer lips and located her hard bud beneath the silky cloth. Desire pulsed through him, a rush in his ears.
He kissed her sex up and down, drawing long cries from her. Then using his tongue, he pressed beneath the elastic edge. The instant his tongue met sleek, smooth, shaved skin it was all over for him.
* * * * *
Joy had never experienced such a moment in her life, but she hoped to again and again. Somehow having Ryder’s mouth on her, through her clothes was the most erotic thing she’d ever known. Her insides trembled and she’d never been so wet.
But the instant he removed her panties altogether, she lost all sense of herself. She lived, breathed and thought for Ryder.
He nudged her thighs up and apart and dived between them. Piercing her with his tongue. She contracted around him, juices spilling from her. He gathered them on his tongue with slow, maddening strokes. Up and down, then in and out. Up, down, in, out. The knot in her core pulled so tight she thought she might snap in two.
Her orgasm rushed out of nowhere, so fast and mind-blowing that she threw her arms and head back and let the wave strike her. Her body hummed as her orgasm
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