Rydin' the Storm Out (15 page)

“Frustrated, babe? Want my mouth on you? You can tell me, you just can’t touch me. Where do you want my mouth baby?”

“Ryder. You’re killing me here. Please…lick my pussy. Please.”

Ryder chuckled. He slipped his fingers into her panties, if you could call them that, this precious little piece of lace that hid her treasures. As he pulled them down her hips, he made sure his fingers grazed along the lips of her pussy, almost making her knees buckle. Ryder chuckled a little more.

“I can see your torture, Molly. Your body is quivering.”

He swiped his finger along the seam of her pussy, watching her eyes while he did. “Look at this.” Holding up the finger that just swiped along her lips, he smiled. “My finger is dripping with your honey. You’re so wet, Molly.”

Ryder dipped his head forward and licked at her opening, causing Molly to groan loudly and pant. Just two licks and he sat back, making her sound out in frustration.

“Hold my hand, sweetheart, while you step out of your panties.”

Molly grabbed his hand again and stepped out of her panties. Ryder stood and looked into her eyes. He smiled at her when she frowned, clearly she wanted him lower. He chuckled and grabbed her around the waist. Gently pushing her back until her legs touched the bed.

“I don’t want you falling. Now, sit back, keeping your sweet, dripping pussy on the edge of the bed. If you want, you can lie back, but you can’t touch me.”

Molly sat on the very edge of the bed. Watching Ryder as he watched her. She could see the bulge in his pants and knew he was completely turned on. He kneeled down before her again and pushed her legs open with his hands. When her legs were spread apart before him, he leaned forward and swiped her pussy with his tongue and then gently blew on the wet trail he left. Molly mewled at the feeling of the cool breeze on her scorching hot pussy.

Ryder reached forward with his fingers and slid two fingers gently inside of Molly, causing her to groan and quiver. She fell back onto the bed, lacking the strength to hold herself up any longer. Ryder pushed his fingers inside and pulled them slowly out, watching intently as his hands gave Molly pleasure. The only sounds in the room were their raspy breathing and the wet sounds his fingers made sliding in and out of her.

Molly fisted the comforter on the bed. She had never in her life felt so hot, needy, and completely turned on. She had a slight sheen of sweat on her skin and her breath was coming out in raspy, ragged pants. Her legs were quivering as her pussy was sweetly tormented with Ryder’s fingers and tongue as he gently started licking and sucking her clit.

“Ryder.”

Ryder added a little more pressure to her clit with his tongue. He pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his tongue, fucking her with his tongue several times.

“You taste magnificent, Molly—like sweet honey.”

He guided his fingers back into her pussy and began a faster rhythm than before. Faster and faster his fingers plundered into her while his tongue started on her clit once more. He worked her up quickly, wanting and needing her release more than his own. He wanted to make her come, to make her feel good, to know he could do that for her. The erotic sounds in the room had him so fucking on edge, he could come with just the touch of her hand on his throbbing cock.

“Ryder.” Molly cried out his name as her orgasm hit her like the force of a hurricane—quivering and shaking, her vision blurred, and she wasn’t even sure she was breathing.

“I’m changing the rules of the game for now. I can’t wait a second longer for you. You’ll have to exact your revenge later.”

Ryder stood now, releasing his cock from the confines of his pants. He pulled it out and pushed the broad head to Molly’s wet, quivering opening and pushed in hard. Molly cried out as she felt him push in, not even registering yet what was happening. As she regained her composure, she smiled up at him and raised her legs and wrapped them around his waist as he stood before her, plunging deeply inside of her. She could see the sweat on his brow and his face. He was still fully dressed except for his cock—her handsome man.

Ryder grabbed her legs and pulled them from his waist and pushed her knees forward and toward Molly’s chest. He smiled at her and began pumping his hard length into her, faster and faster.

“Hold your knees, Molly. Don’t let go.”

Molly grabbed her knees, happy to have something to hang onto. Ryder reached down between them and applied the perfect amount of pressure to Molly’s clit. He circled his fingers around in seamless rhythm watching her face.

“Come…come now.” His voice raspy, holding on to his orgasm until she reached hers.

Molly didn’t need any more encouragement. She hit the wall and exploded once again just as Ryder pushed hard into her and held as his hot juices spurt into Molly’s body. Stream after stream flowed from his cock, he thought he would never stop coming. After what seemed like minutes, he fell forward as Molly let go of her knees and opened her legs for him to fall on top of her. She wrapped her arms around his back and hung on.

The end of November was busy. The bikes were put away for the winter. Ryder still hadn’t officially moved in with Molly. With the commotion over Molly and Gunnar being brother and sister, Ryder and Molly decided to keep things as they were for a while. But they were meeting with a banker today to draw up an Offer to Purchase, and hopefully, Jeffrey Jepson would sign it. Molly was nervous thinking about Jepson and hoping he wouldn’t back out or decide he wanted more money for the house. They had the paper from Mr. Jepson, but it wasn’t a binding contract so he could change his mind. If they had to go by the appraisal, it would cost them a lot more. They could still make it happen, but Molly and Ryder had some changes they wanted to make to the house, and any additional cost would put some of those changes off.

They spent time loving each other and getting to know each other better. More than once they had gone out with Ryder’s family to The Barn. Rachel was usually there and always incredibly rude to Molly. She thought nothing of touching and grabbing Ryder and letting Molly know, more than once, that they’d had sex, multiple times and it was amazing. Molly tried to ignore her. Rachel meant nothing to Ryder and Molly knew that.

Molly was pouring coffee for herself and Ryder when she heard something at the front of the house. Ryder was in the shower, so she knew it wasn’t him. She walked into the living room and looked out the window. She didn’t see anything unusual, so she grabbed their coffee cups and walked back to the bedroom and waited for Ryder to get out of the shower.

Ryder walked into the bedroom with a towel draped around his hips. Gawd, he was so dreamy. His tight abs still glistened from his shower as they narrowed to tight hips with his happy trail pointing the way to Molly’s playground. Molly smirked as she looked him up and down. Settling on the down, she licked her lips. The towel twitched a little and Molly raised an eyebrow.

“That thing has a mind of its own.”

“Well, when you look at me like you want it, it naturally responds to you. Not my fault, babe.”

Molly laughed and handed Ryder his cup of coffee. He winked at her and walked to the closet to get dressed.

Molly pulled off her robe and started gathering her clothes to take a shower. She pulled out her favorite blue lacey bra and rummaged around in her drawer for the matching blue lace panties. Ryder stepped up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

With his mouth close to her ear he said, “And now you stand here completely naked and you don’t want my cock to get excited? With that perfect ass of yours rubbing against me, I could come right now.” He ground against her a couple of times to let her know just how turned on he was.

Molly turned in his arms and wrapped her arms around his neck. She wiggled against his cock a couple of times and nipped at his earlobe. When Ryder groaned and tightened his hold on her, she chuckled.

“Well, I was looking for my matching panties, but you’ve just made an excellent case for not wearing them.”

“Perfect, go without panties today. When I get home, I want you ready for me to ravish you, completely. I’ll only be gone a couple of hours, then we’ll go to the bank and afterwards, we’ll play some more.”

Molly kissed Ryder’s jaw, down his neck and across his chest. When she got to the dragon, she licked it and heard him suck in his breath. He just did it for her. His smell was tantalizing, those eyes of his looked at her like she was the only woman in the world for him. That excited her beyond reason. He had grown bolder with her, and she loved it. Sexually, he was amazing. He was a demanding lover and exhausted her daily. Still, she couldn’t get enough of him.

Ryder slid his hand into Molly’s hair and fisted it so he had a firm grip on her. “Continue and I won’t wait until I get home.”

Molly smiled up at him. She slid her hand down his abdomen and grabbed his cock as it strained against the rough fabric of his jeans. She could feel the fabric pulled tight and his hardness just beneath made her breathing ragged. Just the thought of him not being able to wait any longer made her wet.

With a groan, Ryder quickly turned Molly away from him and bent her over the dresser she had just been rummaging in. Molly smiled as she looked up at him in the mirror. He smiled back at her and slowly slid his fingers down the seam of her ass, ringing her puckered little nub and continuing on down to the slick entrance of her pussy.

When he felt her wetness, he hissed out a breath. “Fuck, Molly, you’re so wet for me. Do you know what that does to me, to know how wet you get when I touch you?”

Molly couldn’t do anything but moan as he continued sliding his fingers inside and pulling out to slide them over her clit and then back into her quivering wetness. She looked down at the dresser and gripped the edge to keep her balance.

“No, Molly, look at me. Don’t take your eyes off of mine, do you hear me?”

Molly nodded. “No, say it. I want to hear it.”

Molly swallowed. “I will keep my eyes on you.”

“Good girl. Now, I’m going to take you hard and fast, do you understand me?”

“Yes.” It was barely a whisper. She was so turned on right now her legs were shaking. Good thing she was leaning over the dresser a little. She heard the zipper on Ryder’s jeans and heard the rustle of his jeans, but he never took his eyes from hers. Gah! The waiting was maddening. She was so fucking hot, she couldn’t even take a full breath. When she whimpered, Ryder smirked at her in the mirror.

“Is it hard waiting for it, Molly? Are you about ready to come just thinking about my cock sliding inside of you?”

Molly whimpered again. God, yes. If he continued speaking to her like that, she probably would come.

“I’m going to slide inside of you, quickly. I want you to think about this all day, Molly.”

Ryder touched the puckered little opening to her ass and added a little pressure. He didn’t breach her entrance, but he could see her excitement and smiled at her in the mirror.

He leaned down and whispered in her ear, “Tonight, I’m going to be in you right here. Your tight little ass is going to squeeze my hard cock so tight that I won’t be able to think straight. Do you understand me?”

Geez, one more word—just one—and Molly was going to come. She looked at his beautiful green eyes as he watched her reaction. She couldn’t look away if she wanted to.

“Yes.” It was all she could say.

Molly felt the broad head of Ryder’s cock touch her wet pussy and push in just the barest little bit.

“Hard and fast, okay?”

“Yes.”

“Touch yourself, make yourself come with me.”

Ryder thrust up into Molly hard. She moaned at the feeling, so damn good. With his hands on her hips, he began thrusting hard and fast into her body. He was careful to not push her hips into the dresser. He held her firmly with both hands as he continued the glorious assault on her body, pushing harder and faster until it shook her to the core. He smiled at her in the mirror, watching her eyes.

Molly’s fingers were working furiously. This was going to be fast.

Jesus, she felt incredible. She was so damn tight and hot that he had a hard time thinking straight. He loved her body. She fit him perfectly. When he pulled her body into his, her softness cradled all of his hard places and made him feel like she was his home. That was it, this woman
was
home.

Ryder continued watching Molly’s face in the mirror as he pounded into her. Those blue eyes watched him, and he could see the desire in her eyes. He knew she was close by the way her eyes became heavy lidded. Her face took on the glow of a satisfied woman. Ryder bent his knees to get under Molly so he could thrust up into her. When he did, Molly pulled her bottom lip between her teeth and moaned.

“Come for me, Molly. Come now, I’m so fucking close.”

Molly called out Ryder’s name as she stiffened and let her orgasm roll over her whole body. She had a light sheen of sweat on her breasts, her back, and her forehead. She didn’t care, she loved their moments of hot, spontaneous sex when he pounded into her and showed her how much he desired her.

Two thrusts later Ryder tightened his grip on Molly’s hips and let his release flow into her body. He collapsed on her back, his breathing ragged and his body sweating with the exertion. They lay like this for a few minutes, both of them slowly returning back to earth. Ryder finally lifted his head and kissed Molly between her shoulder blades. He pulled out of her and grabbed a towel from the bathroom to clean them both up. He hadn’t even taken his jeans completely off, she noticed. Hot!

“What are you smiling at?”

“You. You didn’t even wait to get your jeans off. I love that you get so excited for me.”

Ryder shook his head. “I feel like an animal with you sometimes. You completely take my common sense and throw it out the window. Sometimes I look at you and I just have to have you now, even though I would love to wait and make it special.”

Molly turned to look at Ryder. She wrapped her arms around his neck. “Every time is special with you, Ryder. Don’t you understand, you make my self-control fly out the window as well?”

They kissed a few times, sensual and lingering, both of them sated for the time being. Ryder lovingly smacked her on the ass. “Gotta go, babe. JT and Gunnar are waiting for me. We won’t be long today; it’s just the last little bit of work on Danny’s place. Which reminds me, Danny and Tammy wanted to go out with us tomorrow night. Did you and Tammy talk about where and when?”

“Yeah. We thought we could go out for wings and maybe to The Barn or somewhere else afterwards. You good with that?”

“Perfect. Love you, see you in a couple of hours.”

Ryder tucked his shirt in while Molly watched him walk out of the bedroom. She turned back to the drawer to try and find the blue panties that matched her bra. She couldn’t find them anywhere. Oh well, she would have to go without. Ryder wanted her like that anyway. With a smile, Molly walked to the bathroom to shower up and get dressed.

***

As Molly finished applying her makeup, she heard a knock on the front door. With her brows furrowed wondering who could be there, she slowly walked to the living room, an uneasy feeling settling deep in her gut. Stupid, why would she feel uncomfortable? But just in case, she peeked out the window next to the front door. Holy fuck, Jeffrey Jepson! Crap! Now what? Maybe he wanted to talk about the offer on the house, but she didn’t want to be alone with him. Ryder would be gone for another hour or so. What should she do? As she stood there wondering what to do, another loud rap sounded on the front door. Shit!

Molly quietly padded into the kitchen where her cell phone was and called Ryder.

“Hey babe, what’s up?”

“Ryder, Jeffrey Jepson is knocking on the door. I don’t know what to do. I don’t want to be alone with him, but what if he’s here about the house? What should I do?”

Ryder could hear the loud banging over the phone. “Fuck! I’ll be right there. Yell out the door and tell him just a minute. I’ll call Frank, next door, and ask him to run over and stay with you until I get there. I saw him outside when I left. Are you ok?”

“Yeah, just a little freaked. It sounds like he’s starting to get pissed.”

The knocking was getting louder, and she heard Jeffrey yell from the other side of the door. “Molly, I want to speak with you.”

“Stay on the phone with me, Molly…JT, call Molly’s neighbor Frank and ask him to run over to her house and stay with Molly until I get there. Here’s the number… I’m on my way. Did you hear that, Molly? Stay on the phone with me while I’m driving. If you feel like you need to open the door, go ahead, but don’t let him in, and keep me on the line.”

“Okay.”

Molly slowly walked to the door. Grateful that she had a locked storm door, she opened the main door and held up her finger to Jeffrey Jepson so he could see she was on the phone. He scowled at her, but she continued to talk to Ryder, not saying much, but making it look like she was involved with a customer. Suddenly, Frank was on the doorstep with Jeffrey.

“Ryder, Frank’s here now. I’m going to let them in.”

“Keep me on the phone, Molly. I want to hear what’s going on until I can get there. I’m not far now.”

“Okay. I love you.”

“I love you too, baby. Don’t worry, this will be fine.”