My arms got so tired that I couldn’t hold myself in that position anymore. Without me even saying anything about it, Ryder sat up.
“You can lay back if you want, baby. Let me do the work.” I climbed off him with wobbly legs and nearly collapsed onto my bed. He crawled over me and smiled down at me. He was quite pleased with himself.
“Just because you got me off, doesn’t mean you’re Superman,” I said, grinning.
“No, but I did get you off. Twice.”
I rolled my eyes. “What is it with men and female orgasms? You think you deserve a reward for each one.”
“Haven’t you ever heard the saying that hard work is its own reward? That is definitely true in this case.” He licked his lips and kissed my forehead.
“I guess. But I think you deserve something for your time and effort.”
He turned his head to the side.
“Oh, yeah?”
“Definitely. You’ve been in the mountains for a month. I’m sure you’re aching for a good blow job.” He’d worked on me for a quite a while and was hard as hell. I didn’t know how he was keeping his cool at the moment.
“Well, I’m not going to turn it down, but you don’t have to.”
Aw, how sweet.
“Okay, cool. I guess if you’re not into that . . .”
He grabbed my chin. “I never said I wasn’t into that.”
I grinned at him and jerked my chin out of his hand and started to shimmy downward. Time for a role reversal.
“Fuuuuuuck,” he said as I licked the underside of him. I was already getting off just on this. Giving Ryder pleasure was just as good as getting it from him. Maybe even better.
I worked his balls with my hand as I continued to stroke his shaft with my tongue before I pulled him fully into my mouth. His hips twitched and he jerked toward me. Who was fucking whose face now?
Moving my lips up and down, I watched him go wild, and it was amazing. I got a glimpse of what I was in for later. He started growling like a primal animal, and it only made me work harder and move faster. I took him as far as he could go without gagging. For Ryder, I was more than willing to go the extra inch.
His growling became more intense, his movements more out of control, and then he jerked himself out of my mouth.
“I’m coming inside you,” he said by way of explanation. I wiped the spit off my chin and looked up at him.
“Fuck, you look amazing down there like that. Makes me want to lose it all over you.”
I smiled. “You could if you wanted to. As long as it’s not in my hair. Or my eyes.”
He laughed. “I fucking love you.”
I scooted myself upward, and our mouths met again for a slower, sweeter session. We were building toward something monumental and I could barely stand the amount of energy coursing through my body.
He was everywhere and everything. He grabbed some of my hair and yanked at it.
“Hey!” I said, and he did it again.
“I said I wanted to pull your hair.” That was true. He had said that. And it was kind of hot. Maybe I was a fan of pain? Interesting.
“True. Do it again.” He did. Yeah, I did like that.
“Mmm, I think we’re going to have to play a little next time,” he said. “But right now, I need to be inside you or else I might die.”
Ditto. So I took matters into my own hands, wrapping my hands around him and positioning him at my entrance. Just to tease him a little, I rubbed him on my clit.