The Unexpected Series (Unexpected #1-3) (86 page)

It doesn’t hurt. It’s fucking hot.

“I won’t.”

“Good girl.”

His mouth is back on me but this time he licks with purpose. Hardening his tongue and rubbing it on me so hard the friction could start a fire. I call out his name and he puts more force behind it. I’m writhing, jerking and wanting him to end the torture but wanting him to keep his mouth there all night.

He leans back far enough to talk. “Come on my face, Spark.” And then his fingers push inside me and his mouth clamps down on my clit, sucking like a vacuum cleaner.

“Oh, God,” I scream as an orgasm crashes down on me. “Oh, shit.”

When my body bows off the bed he allows it and my hands fist the sheets. I realize how loud I’m being but I can’t help it. This is the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had and it doesn’t end. I continue to rub myself into him, not caring if I break his damn nose. I plant my feet down, shoving myself away from his mouth. I can’t take it, it feels too sensitive.

“Holy shit.” I pant out trying to catch my breath. He’s still down on his knees eyeing me like a piece of steak.

Ah, I get it.

Ryder climbs up the bed towards me and kisses me, gripping my ponytail and tugging. His grasp tightens, and it causes my nipples to do the same. The part of my body that was sensitive just a minute ago is now begging for more.

“Do you want more?” he asks like he’s reading my mind.

I turn the tables and bite his lip, hard. “Does that answer your question?”

A sensual smirk crosses his face and he leans back, grabbing my feet and tugging me until I’m on my back again. “Why yes it does.”

M
y hands grab her wrists and tug them up to the headboard. When securely in place I lower my head to her right breast taking a tight nipple into my mouth. They are just like I remember. The perfect size. I move my hand to the other breast and pinch it as I clamp down on the one my mouth is on. It earns me an erotic moan making my cock twitch in anticipation.

I love that she likes my aggressiveness because I’m about to show her how a good woman should be worshiped and fucked.

Holding her hands down isn’t going to allow me to do the things I want to so I let them go and they immediately find my hair. She pulls tight and her glistening pussy rubs along my torso.

“Patience, Hadley. You need to be patient.” I tsk at her.

She lifts my head up and her green eyes have turned dark, heated. “I have been. I don’t want to be patient anymore. I’m fucking begging you to get inside me. Please!”

“Well,” I tell her, standing up and dropping my boxers down on the ground. “Since you said please.”

I reach down, pulling a condom out of my wallet and slipping it on all while she watches me with heated anticipation. Hadley sits up, her weight resting on her elbows. I kneel on the bed and lean down to kiss her sweet lips. She intoxicates me with her sweet taste. She takes it deeper grabbing my neck and slipping her tongue in my mouth, bringing us down to the sheets.

My fingers reach down, gripping her hips tightly, and she squirms beneath me. My sheathed cock throbs at her entrance and I grab it, using it to rub up and down her folds, spreading her juices, driving her wild. I let go of myself and slip a finger in, earning me another moan from her lips, and curl my fingers up, hitting that familiar spot that used to make her beg me for more. Her body bows off the bed forcing my fingers in deeper.

“You’re so tight, Hadley.” I hover my words over her skin. “And wet. Dammit, you’re fucking soaked.”

Her small fingers reach between us, grasping my rock hard dick. “It’s because I’m ready for you. Please.”

I push myself up and down through her fingers while rapidly fucking her with my own, stretching her to make sure she can handle my girth.

I love how this feels. My body remembers everything–her skin is comforting and her touches familiar. I can’t believe we spent so many years apart and she dated that douche. How could he ever have let her get away?

“Do you want me to make love to you, Hadley?” I ask pulling away from her slightly, looking into lust filled green eyes. “Or do you want me to fuck you because fuck if I don’t want to slam into you right now.”

She stops all motion, her hand still wrapped around my latex clad cock, and looks to me with resolve. “I’m too wound up for you to go slow. Slam into me and make me come again.”

Her words cause me to lose the last bit of control I have. I pull my fingers from her sticking them into my mouth and slowly dragging them out. “So fucking sweet.” I moan as her eyes go wide at the action.

Before she can say anything I line my dick up with her pussy and shove myself in to the hilt, launching her up the bed. She screams out in pleasure. My hands grip underneath her thighs and I send out a warning. “Put your hands against the headboard.”

“Why?” she asks confused.

“Because...” I start pumping slowly. “I don’t want you to hit your head when I start fucking moving.”

She complies, placing the palms of her hand on the wood. It makes her tits stick out further. Without warning I start slamming into her relentlessly. The screams of passion begin again and her breasts start bouncing up and down. It’s fucking mesmerizing.

“Damn, I missed this,” I say as my eyes meet hers. I can see she is loving every second of this, yes, but something else looms between the two of us.

She clenches tightly around me and the feel of it catches me so off guard that I have to slow my pace before I finish too soon. I don’t care if she has had an orgasm already. She will come with me inside her before I do.

My name comes out barely a whisper. “Ryder...”

“I know, Spark. God I know.” I can feel what we used to have creep up back into me. All the amazing times we had getting to know one another, growing up more that year than any other and doing it together.

Owning her. Taking her virginity and claiming her as mine. She was mine. She is mine. I’ll make sure she knows.

I pick my pace back up, slapping my hips against her–the green of her eyes disappearing as they dilate, never leaving mine. They seem as though they see through me, and they do. She knows me. Even years later she knows me. And as much as I want to own her, she already owns me. Always has. She has my heart and all of this fuels my drive to claim her once again. Show her that there can be no one else.

The silence of the night is filled with our rushed breaths and the slapping of our skin together.

Hadley’s hands drop from the headboard and she grabs onto the bed sheets and holds on for dear life.

“Ryder,” she calls my name again, the knuckles on her hands turning white.

I watch her hold her breath and her head whip from side to side, her chest coming up with each push into her.

“I’ve never seen something so beautiful as you right before you come,” I tell her. Her eyes flash to mine and her teeth secure her bottom lip as she starts to whimper.

“Scream, Spark,” I command. “Yell so the fucking neighbors can hear my name fall from that mouth.”

She lets out another heated moan. “Harder, Ryder. I need it harder,” she begs.

I lift her legs and throw them over my shoulder, before plunging back into her.

“Yes!” she screams as her pussy tightens.

“Tell me how much you want this,” I say wanting to hear how bad she craves me.

Her breathing is ragged, and I spread her legs wider, resting them in the crease of my elbows. I look down watching as my cock, slickened with her arousal, pushes in and pulls out in a rapid pace.

“So bad for so long. Fuck.” She swears and it launches me into a state of utter loss of control. I lean further into her body, letting her legs fall to the bed and bite her collarbone as my fingers pinch her nipples hard. She yells out but it’s in pleasured pain.

“Did that feel good, Hadley.” I taunt, pinching the other one just as hard. “Do you like it rough.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” she repeats as I continue to nip at her.

My pace is punishing, my touch hard, and my teeth marking every inch I can reach.

“Shit. Harder!” she screams out and I feel her tighten around me. “Oh my God!”

“That’s it, Hadley. Come.” My pace quickens and she goes quiet as she loses her breath. “Come all over me.”

I reach down, pinching her clit right as she comes, her ass bows off the bed. “FUCK!” she screams as loud as she can. “RYDER! Oh, God.”

She starts milking my cock with her orgasm and I can’t hold it any longer. I come, buried deep inside, harder than I’ve ever come before, and claim Hadley as my own–again.

I fucking own her now whether she wants me to or not.

~~

I
open my eyes relishing in the warmness of Hadley’s slumbering body next to mine. The early morning sunrise shines through the window above her headboard. The one she used to hold on to for dear life last night.

Moving from my back to my side, I pull her into me and nestle my face in the crevice between her neck and shoulder. It’s my favorite part.

She lets out a content sigh and adjusts herself deeper into my arms.

I brush my lips against her neck, spreading kisses up and down, waking her up gently. “I have to get going to work, hun.”

She starts giggling and shimmies her ass against my morning wood.

“What’s so funny?” I ask while turning her onto her back. Her green eyes shine in the morning light.

Lifting her head, she chastely kisses me. “You called me hun and...” she shimmies again. “You’re poking me.”

“Well,” I kiss her back, “if you don’t like that I called you hun then we can stick with Spark and I’m sorry that I’m poking you,” I tell her as I crawl out of bed. “I can’t help but be rock hard waking up next to you.”

I leave her in bed, while she watches my naked ass as I go and walk into her bathroom to take a shower. Once I have a towel and the water is warm I slip in and wash myself.

I use her girl shampoo and start to wash my body with her Caress body soap. Memories of last night creep back in and I couldn’t wipe the stupid grin off my face if I wanted to. Her body was fucking sexy bowing off the bed at my touch and watching her come again with me inside her after all these years had set me off. When we crawled back into bed after cleaning up, I couldn’t help but have hope for us. After seven years without her and months of wondering if, now that I know where she is, we could ever try again I finally started to gain back the hope I lost so many years ago.

“Ryder?” I hear her call into the steam.

“Almost done if you need to jump in.” I scrub the last of the soap over my neck and set it down and begin to rise myself.

I’m startled as her voice comes from right beside me. “I do but that’s not why I’m in here.”

I turn, finding her inches behind me. Her arms wrap around me from behind grasping onto my still hard cock. “Hadley,” I whisper. “God that feels...”

My words trail off as her other hand grabs me just under my balls and gently cups them. Her thumb rubs the sensitive area just underneath.

Her lips find my shoulder blades. “Good, Ryder? Were you going to say good?”

My head falls forward as my hands brace themselves on the wall in front of me, letting the water cascade down my back. She glides her hand up and down my shaft fast as her other hand pulls slowly on my balls.

My body starts to tense up, waiting for release but she let’s go. I moan, frustrated, and whip around finding her lip snagged between her teeth. I reach up, pulling it free. “If you’re looking to help me with my problem, just know you are making it worse.”

A seductive smile reaches her eyes and she looks down and drops down to her knees. “No,” she says gripping my cock in her hands again. “I’m not trying to make it worse. I’m just evening the score. It seems I owe you an orgasm.”

Before I can protest, not that I would, she takes me into her mouth. Her tongue flat, allowing it to slip with ease. Her eyes, looking straight up at me, are hungry. She takes it as deep as she can, using her hand to reach the parts she can’t all while torturing with the gentle tug of my balls. It’s not long before I’m gripping the back of her head and setting the pace. I watch her as she watches me. The look of my cock disappearing into her mouth is erotic and with a few final thrusts I come in her mouth, slowing the pace so that she has time to swallow it all down.

Pulling slowly out of her, she wipes her bottom lip and stands up. I quickly turn off the shower and pick her up, not caring about the water that splashes onto the tile of the bathroom floor. Careful not to slip I make it to the carpet of the bedroom and throw her on the bed.

She squeals. “What are you doing?”

I push her legs open and secure my mouth to her clit. Her feet try to push her body up off the bed but I hold her down. I’m not letting her get away. Not again.