Page 69 of Deserving Ryleigh
She reached between her legs, and Tiny had to squeeze his cock harder at the sight.
“Go up on your knees. That’s it. Like that. God, you’re so beautiful. Touch yourself. Oh fuck, that’s perfect. Ease your finger inside your pussy, sweetheart. Are you wet?” She removed her finger, and Tiny saw it glistening in thelight. “Oh yeah, you’re wet. Please, let me taste—give me that finger.”
She sat back on her heels and shyly inched her hand forward. Tiny couldn’t let go of his dick because if he did, he’d immediately come all over his belly, so he grabbed hold of her wrist with his other hand, lifting his head eagerly.
He took her index finger into his mouth and her musk practically made his taste buds explode. She tasted divine. He licked and sucked all the juice off her finger, trying to make it as sensual as possible for her.
He must have succeeded, because her gaze looked hazy and her breaths were coming out in pants. “Tiny…” she pleaded.
“For the record, Iloveyour taste. Christ, it’s like ambrosia…whatever the fuck that is. I want more. I want to lick your pussy until you’re coming all over my face. Then I want to lick you clean and make you come all over again.”
Yet again, Tiny didn’t know where this dirty talk was coming from. He wasn’t usually like this. He was more of a no-nonsense kind of lover. Made sure his partner was satisfied, but he didn’t talk a whole lot. With Ryleigh, everything was different. Because she was made for him and he was made for her. “Are you done?” he asked.
“Done?”
“Exploring…for now. You can look and touch all you want later. I’m hanging on by a thread, sweetheart. I need you to give me permission to move. To pleasure you.”
“Yes. Please. Touch me.”
That was all Tiny needed to hear. He had her on her back before either of them took another breath. The feelof her body under his was what he’d been waiting for all his life. He felt not one speck of doubt.
“In case I forget to tell you later, thank you.”
“For what?”
“For giving me your body. For trusting me to make this good for you. For letting me be your first.”
“You’re welcome,” she said shyly.
Then Tiny was done talking. He kissed her briefly before moving his lips to her ear. Then her neck. He inhaled deeply, loving the smell of his soap on her skin. He continued to her chest and finally got his mouth on the tits that had been tormenting him ever since she’d dropped her towel.
He was going to devour her, one inch at a time. When he was done, she’d be delirious with pleasure…and hopefully the pain of taking a cock for the first time wouldn’t be overwhelming.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Ryleigh couldn’t think. Couldn’t do anything but feel. She’d touched herself over the years, but nothing had ever felt as good as Tiny’s hands and mouth on her skin. He ate at her breasts as if he was a starving man and she was a three-course meal. She felt electricity go from her nipples down to her pussy, and it made her shift restlessly on the bed under him.
She needed something. Neededmore.
As if Tiny could read her mind, he shifted down her body, pushing her legs farther apart, making room for his shoulders. He reached up and grabbed a pillow, stuffing it under her butt. She was on full display to him, and it made her a little nervous.
But when he spoke, saying more dirty things that made all her inhibitions disappear, need welled up once more.
“Look at you, so damn pretty,” Tiny whispered as he stared between her legs. “And it’s mine.All mine.”
Some women might have been irritated by the ownership and possessiveness they heard in a man’s voice as hesaid something like that. Ryleigh couldn’t help being turned on by it.
One of his hands came up and brushed against her pubic hair. It tickled, making Ryleigh squirm against him.
He smiled up at her as he continued to pet the small strip of hair.
Ryleigh dropped her head, then immediately picked it up again when she felt Tiny’s breath against skin that hadn’t seen the light of day in another person’s presence. Her gaze met his.
“Grab another pillow and put it under your head,” he ordered.
Ryleigh frowned. “Why?”
“So you can watch what I’m doing without getting a crick in your neck. I just got you relaxed in the tub, the last thing I want is you pulling a muscle.”
