“Sure, there is no way to understand why a woman would just leave her child, but to leave a man that is as good as you, that is just baffling,” I said with blushed cheeks. “She never deserved you, not for one second. I hope that you know that.”
I got nervous and swayed back and forth on my feet as he stepped forward, staring at me. He reached over and lifted my chin with his fingers, leaning down and kissing my lips
softly. I held my breath and closed my eyes, leaning into him and feeling the butterflies surge through my stomach and into my chest. It was everything I thought it would be and more.
When his lips pulled away from mine, I stood there with my eyes closed for another moment, letting the feelings settle. My eyes slowly opened and met his as he reached forward and took my hand, speaking no words but communicating very clearly with his actions. He turned and pulled me behind him, leading me upstairs into his newly decorated bedroom. He closed the door and flipped off the lights, turning to me and walking forward.
I stood nervously, not knowing what to do next, but I didn’t have to. He took control of the situation. I watched as he pulled his shirt from his raging muscles and tossed it on the floor. He reached forward and ran his fingers down the straps of my tank top, over my heaving breasts, and down to the edge. I lifted my arms over my head as he lifted it up and tossed it to the side. I stepped forward and kissed him again, this time with more passion and lust.
He trailed his fingers down my stomach and unbuttoned my shorts, pulling them down until they dropped. Our kiss grew more intense, and I reached behind me, releasing my bra and allowing my breasts to spill out in front of me. He grabbed onto them and massaged lightly as his tongue swirled around inside my mouth.
Suddenly, he reached down and grabbed me by the waist, lifting me up and laying me down on his bed. I reached my arms over my head as his lips trailed over my nipples, pausing only momentarily to flick at them with his tongue. He continued to move down over my stomach, hooking his fingers into the sides of my lacy panties and pulling them off me. I took in a deep breath as he laid his torso down between my legs and dipped his head down, sliding his tongue through the folds of my pussy. I moaned quietly, feeling his warm, wet tongue swirl through my juices and up around my clit. I could feel the heat bubbling in my stomach with every stroke of his tongue, and all I could think about was wanting more.
He reached his fingers up and spread my lips apart, sliding a finger inside of me slowly. I lifted my hips and moaned loudly, feeling him go deep and then slide back out again. His tongue moved wildly over my clit, sucking and nibbling faster and faster as my body began to writhe and move against him. I reached up and grabbed the edge of the new headboard and held on as I lifted my hips back up and ground against his mouth. He groaned into my pussy, sending the vibrations flowing through me and pushing that heat over the edge. Immediately, my head flew back, and my body arched as I screamed out in pleasure. I could feel the orgasm reverberating through every inch of my body as he moved his mouth steadily against me, tasting my juices and groaning as he lapped me up.
Before my body was fully relaxed again, he reached down and pulled off his shorts and boxers, sliding up toward my face. I could feel his huge, fully erect cock laying against my leg, and my eyes grew wide at the sheer size of him. He smiled cockily and reached over next to the bed, pulling a condom from a drawer and tearing off the top. He slid the condom over his shaft and put one hand by my head and the other under my lower back. He pulled my body up as he rolled his hips, pushing through the wetness. Instantly, he was deep inside of me.
I screamed out in ecstasy, feeling every inch of his huge cock fill me up completely. I relaxed my hips and drew my legs up to his sides, feeling his motion over and over again inside of me. His rock-solid body rubbed against my clit, and I could feel the smoothness of his skin. I closed my eyes and growled, feeling another orgasm building inside of me. I had never experienced ecstasy of this magnitude before, and it was driving me wild.
Ryan sat up and grabbed my hips with both hands, wrapping his strong fingers around me and pulling me forward to meet him as he thrust hard against me. Our skin slapped together, echoing through the room and filling my ears. Over and over again, he pushed deep inside of me before pulling back, never looking out of control of his movements for even a second. It was like he’d thought about this before and was replaying a fantasy already in his mind. I reached my arms out to both sides of the bed and held on tightly as he began to slam into me faster and deeper than before.
“Yes,” I screamed out, throwing my head back as his fingers moved down over my clit.
He groaned and clenched his teeth, and my body began to stiffen and convulse. I could feel my pussy vibrating against his shaft, and my warm juices flowed over his cock and down the base. He gripped me tighter, and he thrust deep and hard a few more times before pushing deep inside of me and leaning over top of me. I moaned loudly, feeling his dick pulsating over and over as he came hard and deep. His hips continued to move in short bursts until his body began to release the tension. He let out a deep breath and fell to my side, leaning his head against my shoulder and breathing deeply.
That was definitely the most erotic experience of my life, and I couldn’t believe that we had finally given in to our primal instincts.
Chapter Fifteen
Ryan
I stood looking at myself in the mirror as I cleaned up, excitement running through me that Alissa was in the other room, waiting for me to come back, wrapped in my sheets. After all this time, it had finally happened, and it was fucking amazing. I wiped the grin off my face and took a deep breath, going back out into the bedroom. Alissa smiled at me as I climbed into the bed and pulled her onto my chest. She looked really beautiful laying there in the afternoon light, her hair a mess, a sweet grin on her face. I took in a deep breath and wrapped my arm around her shoulder, feeling her close to me. She snuggled in, and for a moment, everything felt perfect.
“Wow,” she said, giggling and rubbing my chest. “You are so… so… extensive.”
“Extensive?” I laughed loudly at her choice of words.
“Yes.” She laughed. “Like, you go the extra mile and make sure that everything is covered. You made me feel like I was the only woman in the world, and you were there to please me. It was pretty impressive.”
I chuckled. “I’m not really sure what to say to that. You were the only woman in the world during sex. You were the only one on my mind.”
“I mean, obviously, it wasn’t my first time.” She laughed. “But it was amazing. I’m even willing to go as far as saying it was the best sex I’ve ever had.”
“No,” I scoffed. “Really?”
“Yes, really,” she said, pulling her head up and looking at me.
“Well, then I have my work cut out for me because that is not all I got.” I chuckled, leaning forward and kissing her lips. “I want to make you go crazy.”
“I like the sound of that,” she said, kissing me hard.
I felt really good about that, even though I knew that was incredibly macho and ridiculous of me. I’d never had a woman tell me that I was the best she ever had, but I’d never gotten any complaints before, either. I wasn’t really even thinking about what I was doing. I was just going with the motion of her body, the wavelengths of the tones coming from her throat, and the way her legs wrapped around me tightly whenever she came. She was definitely someone I could see doing this over and over again with, and even more than that, having a relationship with. But how did I tell her that?
She leaned up and kissed me again, her cheeks flushed and her hair wild. I didn’t know why, but I wanted to give this woman the world, and that was kind of scary and exciting at the same time. Even when I met Christina, I didn’t feel that way. At the time, I was young and really only thinking about one thing. Everything else just kind of happened organically as time passed. But with Alissa, I immediately wanted more from her.
I reached over and flipped on the television, turning the channels until I found an old black and white movie. I forgot that it was the middle of the day, and I wasn’t exactly looking to watch daytime soap operas. Actually, I wasn’t looking to watch anything, but I needed to drown out my own brain for a minute so I could think clearly. She snuggled closer to me and watched the movie, her eyes excited as the old-time lovers danced across the screen. Everything from back then seemed so much simpler, so much p
urer.