“Daddy,” she yawned with her eyes still closed.
“Yeah, baby,” I said, leaning over closer.
“I love you,” she said, turning over and pulling the covers tight against her.
“I love you, too,” I whispered into her ear.
I turned her reading light off and walked from the room, pulling the door to a crack and turning toward the hallway. I stood there for a moment, feeling how amazing it was that the house was full and ready to go. I loved the feeling of a full house, and the love was big that night. I let out a deep breath and walked toward my room, more than excited that I had Alissa all to myself.
Chapter Twenty-Six
/> Alissa
I walked into the room and slowly closed the door behind me, smiling as Ryan passed to go check on Kayla. I walked over and took off my clothes, slipping my earrings off and placing them on the dresser. I looked around the bedroom and decided that there was no reason that I should wear clothes to bed. I didn’t plan on keeping them on very long anyway.
I slipped off my panties and bra and tucked them under my clothes before slipping into the bed and under the covers. The sheets were cool, and it felt good against my naked skin. I had laid on the bed before we picked it out, but now that it was all made up and homey, I could tell just how amazingly comfortable it really was. I could definitely get used to sleeping there with Ryan’s arms wrapped around me.
I looked up as he slowly crept into the bedroom, quietly shutting and locking the door behind him. He walked through the shadows and stood in the light of the moon as he pulled his shirt from his rippling muscles. I stared up at his tanned skin as he pulled off his pants and climbed into bed, fully filling out his short, black boxer briefs. He reached over and pulled me toward him, and I wrapped my leg through his, resting my head on his chest. He lifted up the covers and peeked inside, laughing as he put them back down.
“That’s an interesting nightgown,” he said.
“Yeah, it’s not my birthday, but I felt like wearing the suit,” I replied with a chuckle.
We laid there, quietly enjoying the silence and each other’s close company. There was something inside of me that was sparking, and I realized how badly I wanted him. I wanted to show him just how much I cared about him, how amazing he was, and just how much I actually desired him. I wanted to give him everything that I had.
I reached up and ran my fingertips over his chest, slowly moving down to his stomach and proceeding under the covers. I flicked my fingers at the waistband of his boxers before pushing my hand down inside. I was normally not the person that was very exploratory with sex, having some serious issues with being shy around men, even when I was as comfortable as I was with him. That night, though, I didn’t want to be shy. I wanted to be dirty.
I wasn’t sure what had come over me. There was something about Ryan that made me feel comfortable in my own skin. I wanted him to feel what I was feeling; I felt like I needed to show him every good feeling he had given me since I’d met him. I felt free and open to express myself, and that was exactly what I was planning on doing. As my fingers trickled down his tight boxers, I could feel his cock starting to harden at a quick pace. I wrapped my hands around his large shaft and squeezed tightly, listening as he took in a deep breath and groaned, his eyes closing as he felt my warm skin pressing against his. His fingers trickled down my bare back, and my nipples hardened as they grazed against his side.
I pulled my hand back and looked up at him, fire in my eyes. I scooted up and kissed his mouth hard, running my tongue across his lips and biting down on his mouth. He reached up and grabbed my face in his hands, opening up and tasting my skin. We kissed passionately, and our bodies moved closer and closer together. I rolled over on top of him and spread my legs apart, straddling him and feeling his cock beneath me, pulsing to be released from his boxer briefs. I ground my hips down and slid up his barely covered cock, watching as his eyes rolled backward in his head and his hands shot up to my firm, bouncing breasts. I bit my lip and leaned my head back, moving my hips in a slow deep motion against him. I could feel the fabric of his boxers rubbing against my clit, and I breathed deeply, wanting to feel him inside of me.
I leaned farther back and scooted down his legs, watching as he pulled himself up in the bed and gazed at my body, my legs spread apart and my hand moving down between my legs. I pulled through my folds and rubbed my clit, moaning softly and leaning my head back, giving him a show that I knew he would enjoy. He reached down and pulled his boxers off, letting his cock spring out and slap against his stomach. I bit my lip and watched as he slid his hand down over his shaft and rubbed it up and down, staring at my fingers as they moved through my wet pussy.
I pulled my right hand up and focused it on my clit while sliding my left hand under my leg and pushing two fingers inside of me, sliding them slowly in and out of my juices while I held back the sounds that wanted to escape my throat. Having him watch me pleasure myself with no fear was exhilarating, and I began to rub my clit harder and harder. He turned his hand over and began to fist his cock, his movements fast and hard as he leaned forward, licking his lips.
I could feel my body getting closer to orgasm with every second, but I slowed my pace, not wanting to rush it. I looked up at him as I breathed deeply, trying to control my moaning. I wanted to scream out and let him hear how turned on I was, but instead, I gazed into his eyes and continued to rotate my fingers through my sopping wet mound.
“I want to taste you,” he growled, pulling himself forward and throwing my hands to the side.
Before I could protest, his head was between my legs, and his tongue was licking up and down through my lips. I leaned back, my body on the mattress and my head hanging off the end of the bed. He shook his head back and forth, forcing a small squeak from my throat before pulling his fingers forward and pushing two of them inside of me. I reached my arms over my head and let them dangle, feeling him take over my body with his mouth. I let my legs fall to the side as he moved me closer and closer to immense pleasure.
As the heat in my stomach came to a boil, I moaned breathlessly, pulling my arms up and grabbing onto my tits. I moved my hips in a waving motion, matching the speed of his tongue against my clit and his fingers slamming into me. He could tell I was close, and he picked up the speed, pushing me over the edge before I could even react. I pulled my hand to my mouth and covered it as the orgasm exploded inside of me, sending waves of pleasure through my entire body. My hips continued to grind against his mouth as I came harder and harder until I wasn’t sure I could take it any longer. Finally, as the feeling subsided, I let out a long, deep breath and relaxed my hips back into the bed. He climbed toward me and reached out his hand, pulling me up to a sitting position. I grabbed onto his shoulders and pulled his glimmering mouth to mine, tasting myself on his lips.
He reached around my waist and pulled me into his lap. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I could feel his shaft between my legs, and I reached down, swiveling my hips and slowly lowering myself back down, taking him deep inside of me.
I could feel the vibration of his groans down my throat, and I wrapped my arms tightly around him, releasing his lips and pressing my forehead to his. He grabbed tightly to my waist and began to move my hips in circles, grinding my pussy up and down his shaft in slow rhythmic movements. I breathed deeply, closing my eyes and feeling every inch of his strong, solid cock. As the motions continued, I could feel the neediness begin to emerge in his kiss. He gripped tighter to my body and began to bounce me up and down on his hard erection. I leaned my head back and gasped, feeling every inch of him pressing against my abdomen, deep inside of me.
He leaned forward and laid me down on the bed, his hips now thrusting deep as he pushed his large cock in and out with a quickened pace. I wanted more. I wanted every inch of him beating down inside of me. I pulled my knees up to the sides and tilted my hips as he leaned forward and thrust hard, his body slapping into my thighs. I let go of my leg and covered my mouth, feeling the heat get stronger and stronger in my chest. I was going to come again, and it was the most intense feeling I had ever felt.
“God, don’t stop,” I moaned. “I’m gonna come.”
“Yeah, baby,” he groaned. “I want to feel it.”
He leaned back up and grabbed my bent thighs, using them as leverage to fuck me faster than before. I could now feel his slippery skin slapping down on my clit, and I reached out, grabbing the bedspread beneath me. My tits bounced up and down, and I looked up to see his dark gaze as he watched the pleasure explode over my face. I arched my back and took a deep breath, leaning my head back and growling low in my chest. My body shook and vibrated, and I could feel my pussy contracting and releasing his bulging and ready dick.
He growled loudly, fucking me faster and faster until he couldn’t hold back anymore. He pulled his cock out, but I was too stunned to move. I looked up at him and bit my lip, grabbing my tits as he leaned forward and aimed his cock toward my chest. He stroked the long shaft hard and fast, until finally, it burst, his warm seed shooting out in ribbons over my supple skin. I moaned as the warmth of his come heated me, and I watched as his hand began to slow, and his body twitched several times as the last of his love released from his body. He sat there for several moments, still holding his cock before letting out a deep breath and grabbing a towel from the chair by the bed. He carefully wiped all his remnants from my skin before wiping himself off and pulling me into a hug.
We leaned sideways and fell into the bed, breathing deeply in the ecstasy that we just encountered. I leaned forward into his chest, feeling his heart beating fast and hard. I opened my eyes and looked deeply into his, feeling a rush of emotion that I couldn’t escape. He looked back at me, just as deep, and smiled, moving a piece of hair from my face. I leaned forward and kissed him gently but long, and then released, barely pulling my lips from his.