Page 71 of Deserving Ryleigh
“Just feel, hon. That’s all you need to do.”
That was the problem. She was feeling too much.
He eased his finger in and out of her body, and soon, it didn’t feel like enough. She needed more, but she had no idea what she actually needed or wanted.
Tiny did. He added a second finger to the first, and while she felt a slight pinch of pain, it quickly receded as pleasure bloomed in her pussy. She felt full, and her inner muscles clamped down on him, his cue to stroke her clit harder and faster.
“That’s it, Ryleigh. You’re stretching around my fingers just like you will around my cock. You’re going to take me so deep. You’re soaking wet, and you taste so damn good. I could spend every night drinking you down. So damn responsive, so beautiful. And mine. All fucking mine.”
She smiled at that, then gasped as his pinky brushed against her ass.
“You like that?” he asked. “Anal isn’t my thing, but there are a ton of nerve endings back there. Close your eyes. Just feel.”
She immediately did as he requested, glad for the reprieve. Swirls of color swam across her eyelids as she neared her second orgasm of the night. She was hot, burning up, and strained to reach the pinnacle once more.
“I’ve got you, hon. I’ll make you feel good.”
And he did. His fingers played her like a priceless instrument. A low keen escaped her lips as she flew over the edge once again. She gripped his wrist as tightly as she could, fingers still deep inside her body. Yet itstillwasn’t enough. She humped his hand, out of control, and the pleasure almost overwhelmed her.
She felt him moving between her legs, but she didn’t have the energy or mind space to try to figure out what he was doing.
“Open your eyes. Look at who’s going to be inside you. Look at the man who’s going to make you his, just as you make him yours. Look at me, Ryleigh.”
She pried her eyes open to see Tiny looming over her. His turquoise eyes seemed to be even brighter than usual. She felt something between her legs, and she looked down.
He was nestled between her knees, his cock resting on her pussy. But something was wrong. She couldn’t feel his heat. And his cock didn’t look like it had earlier. Then she realized…
“You’re wearing a condom,” she blurted.
“Yeah.”
“But I’m on birth control,” she said in confusion. “The lady said it was okay to have sex without one.”
“I’m protecting you, sweetheart,” he said tenderly.
Ryleigh was sick of being protected. She wanted wild, messy, out-of-control sex. She wanted to feel all of Tiny. She shook her head. “No. Take it off.”
“Ryleigh,” he started, in a conciliatory tone.
“No!” she repeated more firmly this time. “I want all of you. I don’t want any barriers.”
“I haven’t been with a woman in more than a year, but I can’t prove that,” he told her.
“I trust you, Tiny. Hell, you’ve done more for me than anyone in my life ever has. I trust you completely.” Then something occurred to her. “Oh…but if you don’t trustme, I understand. I mean, I?—”
She didn’t get to finish what she was saying before Tiny growled low in his throat and ripped the condom off his cock. He stroked himself a few times, until a bead of precome formed at the tip. Then he looked her in the eyes and said, “Last chance to back out. I said this before, but I’ll say it again. Once you let me inside, that’s it. I’m yours.”
Ryleigh liked that. Liked that he hadn’t claimed she was his again; frankly, that was a given as far as she was concerned. Instead warning her that if they had sex, he’d belong toher.
In response, Ryleigh reached between them and brushed his hand off his cock, placing the tip at her opening. “I’m ready.”
“Look at me. Again, don’t look away. This will probably hurt, but I swear I’ll make it good after.”
Ryleigh nodded. She couldn’t lie. She was nervous about this.
But he didn’t draw out the anticipation. He pressed into her slowly, but surely.
Ryleigh felt a pinch, then she gasped as he continued to push inside her. Itdidhurt. A lot. Tears sprang to her eyes, but she did as Tiny asked and didn’t look away from him.
