Ryan's POV
Despite being very good at it, eating women out was not something that Ryan did often.
It just did not do anything for him. Or at least it had not until the moment he'd found himself tongue deep in the silkiest pussy he'd ever had the pleasure of tasting.
Now here he was for the second time that night feasting on the juices that flowed in abundance from
Vivian's core. Unable to get enough no matter how much kept coming. It was not just the taste of her that was addictive.
It was how sensitive she was. Did she know that she had been cry-humming since he'd started his work? He sucked at her nub and she pushed back against him, letting out a choked sob.
Him flattening his tongue and licking all the way to her taint had her entire frame quivering. How could a woman be so responsive?
Between his legs, Ryan's cock was hard and wanting.
The tip weeping, begging for some form of affection, but he ignored it.
Instead of touching himself, he ran a comforting hand over Vivian's thigh. Patting her the way one would a jittery animal. His other hand was not being quite so innocent.
He pushed in a finger alongside his tongue. Loving the sound that she made, as both his tongue and his finger toyed with her.
Despite a part of him not wanting to let go, he removed his mouth from her for the first time since he'd started.
He needed to see.
Staring right at her core, he replaced his tongue with another finger. Loving the way that Vivian's back curled even more, making her pussy more accessible to him.
She was glistening, so wet and ready for him.
Watching his fingers slipping in and out of her was highly addictive, and the way she moaned when he scissored them just right, made Ryan's mouth water. Making him want to have another taste of her, and so that was exactly what he did.
Fingers working in and out of her, he brought his tongue back into the action again. Adjusting his fingers and spearing it in alongside them the next time he thrust them back in.
Vivian wailed.
Honest to goodness wailing, the sound so lovely that it went straight to Ryan's dick. In an effort to pull more of the tortured sound out of her, Ryan redoubled the attention that he was giving her. His fingers curling in search for that one spot that would make her lose it.
All the while, he continued to feast on her. His tongue sometimes spearing into her, and other times tracing at the edge of her opening. Touching that sensitive place where his fingers disappeared into her.
It was magical, and from the sounds she was making and the way she was clenching down hard Vivian thought so too.
It took a bit of trial and error… failing up really, for Ryan to find what he was looking for. In his search for her pleasure center everything was fair game. That sweet little nub of hers was not safe from his mouth, he sucked and licked as he pleased, and his fingers and tongue became very familiar with her wet passage.
When Ryan curved his fingers deep within and Vivian lost it completely, her whole body tensing as he found her pleasure center, he could not resist the urge to tease her a bit.
"There now, pretty thing, what's wrong?" He asked, a big smile on his face as he crooked his fingers again and again.
The sounds she made were not even human. Her fingers gripping the carpet so hard her knuckles had gone bone white. All the while she was leaking so much her thighs and his hand were a mess.
Amazing!
He could have made her come just from that, but Ryan was a selfish man.
Rather than continuing, he pulled out his fingers, popping them into his mouth and licking them clean.
Her cries becoming mournful at the absence of his fingers. Vivian let go of the carpet and brought a hand back. Obviously intending to finger herself.
"None of that now," Ryan said as he swatted the hand away. Clearly he was not the only selfish one.
Reaching for the condom he'd brought with him when he had gotten off the bed, Ryan tore it open and rolled it on, his dick twitching desperately.
"Ryan please…" As if he'd not been hard enough.
That wrecked, broken voice made his dick sing, and the next thing he knew he was cramming himself into her. Not stopping until he was fully buried inside.
She was just as tight… as perfect, as she'd been back at the bar. Her snug walls holding him tight. Vivian grunted, so overwhelmed that her knees couldn't hold her up anymore. Her lower body went down with Ryan still buried in her.
Oh, the change in position made her even tighter. Unable to help himself, he thrust once, twice. Each time pulling almost all the way out, leaving just his tip in before reintroducing her to his length.
Letting out a low groan, Ryan nibbled at her flushed ear.
He wanted to die just like that.
But there were many things that his dick still wanted to do to her first. So in a show of monumental control, he pulled all the way out, flipped her onto her back and immediately re-entered her again…nearly passing out from the sheer magnitude of pleasure that flowed through his dick.
From the back, to the front, the woman was good no matter the position.
Where had she been all of his life?
***
Looking down at Vivian, her body shiny with sweat. Those marvelous boobs of hers heaving with each breath she took. Ryan suddenly felt playful. After a few strokes in and out, he found the strength to pull all the way out. Leaning forward to kiss her when she made an unhappy sound.
Pushing back up, he grabbed his dick and guided the head to her entrance…but he did not breach her. Instead, he rubbed it against her swollen cunt.
The friction making both of them gasp.
"What are you waiting for? Do it," Vivian sounded like she'd been chain smoking for years. Like if he carried on teasing, she'd shatter and never come back together again. But Ryan got the feeling that he could make her lose it even more.
Looking down at her, taking in the sweat running between the valley of her breasts, he could not help but lean forward and lick it. Only straightening back up once he'd taken his time. Not only removing the sweat, but also suckling each nipple in turn.
"I am so sorry, my lady. I tried to lick it better like you asked, but I don't think it helped. Is there anything else I can do?" While asking the question, he was very deliberately rubbing his dick against her pussy, letting her feel him.
She gave a throaty laugh that sounded on the verge of insanity. 'Yes, there is, fuck me,' Ryan was expecting Vivian to say.
But the vixen did not do that. Instead,
she grabbed both her boobs, thumbed at her rosy nipples and looked at him through lowered lashes.
"That sounds like a big problem, Ryan Terrell. But I'm not sure if you can solve it, after all, it needs a big, big man," Oh… this woman.
Ego bruised despite the fact that he knew she was toying with him. Ryan suddenly felt a need to defend his honor.
Grabbing her beneath both knees, he folded her in half and pushed into her without hesitation. Loving the helpless way that her mouth fell open as her walls stretched to accommodate him.
"Are you-are you all the way in? I barely feel you,"
She lied, she was literally twitching around him.
To teach her a lesson, Ryan pulled all the way out and then jammed himself back in. Not being gentle at all.
"Ahh!" She cried out, half in pleasure and half in shock, and Ryan always a gentleman with his partners lost it. Leaning back, he hooked her feet on his shoulders, each hand grabbing an ass cheek and literally pulling her off the floor.
The new position leaving her balancing on just her shoulder blades.
"Feel, this," He grunted and then Ryan began pounding into her like a man possessed.
He alternated between deep, slow thrusts and a fast and furious pounding
that had Vivian Rose pulling at her own hair. Staring up at him like she could not believe it. Her pupils blown so wide her eyes were pitch black.
"Yes, yes!" She cried as Ryan kept up the grueling pace. Tears leaking from her eyes as he continued to pleasure her.
Each time he snapped his hips, he did so with such force that she slid across the floor. She would be getting rug burn for sure.
Not even caring about that, Ryan followed her each time she moved. Making sure that their intimate point of contact never broke… that she always felt him stretching her as he continued to work himself in and out of her.
He noticed her hand
travelling downwards and he allowed it. She touched their point of contact, grey eyes fixed on his blue ones, her mouth wide open with lust and wonder.
The pad of her fingers ran over his dick as he pulled out of her.
Her own juices coating the digit, and when he went back in, that same finger was there to feel him disappearing back into her.
But when that finger moved, trying to rub at her pleasure button, Ryan refused.
He grabbed her with more force than he'd intended to, pulling her hand away.
"This pussy is mine, only I get to touch it,"
Not taking him seriously at all, the woman laughed, straining against his hold and Ryan just snapped.
Letting go of her wrist, he pulled all the way out, lowered her onto the carpet and sat back. Able to ignore his cock's anguish because watching the pleasure creased look on Vivian's face fade served as a reward.
"Why did you stop?"
She asked him, sounding on the verge of tears.
Instead of answering right away, he grabbed her knees, pulled her legs apart, and looked at her pussy. Running his tongue over his teeth as he stared at the most perfect place on earth.
"Tell me your pussy is mine," After biting her bottom lip briefly, Vivian released it and let out a huff.
"Fuck me first and depending on how good you are, I will give you an answer then," This woman!
Feeling offended beyond reason by her flippant reply. Ryan found himself moving.
"Ryan what are you-"
Overwhelming her with sheer physical force. He turned her on her side and spooned her, his leg holding hers in place as he slotted his dick in between her thighs and began to move.
The friction, as wonderful as it was, had nothing on her tight walls. But Vivian needed to be taught a lesson.
"What are you doing?" She asked, trying to move against him to get her own pleasure. But he stilled her movements by weighing down on her some more.
"Since your pussy is not mine, I have to find my release elsewhere," He told her, still rolling his hips.
Vivian let out a frustrated groan. She tried to change the angle. To tempt his dick into slipping back into her. But he held firm, and within seconds she was caving.
"Fine, it's yours," She bit out and Ryan did not bother hiding his smile against her neck.
"What exactly is mine, dear Vivian?" He asked, and she sighed, but finally stopped being stubborn.
"My pussy is yours to do with as you wish,"
That was all that he needed to hear. In seconds he was once again between her legs and sliding into that sweet, sweet warmth. Burying himself all the way to the hilt.
The two of them groaning in unison once he was fully seated. After that there were no more games.
He thrust in and she met him halfway there. Her walls clenching as his dick glided, in out, in out…
There were groans, whimpers and cut off cries. Even their bodies adding to the sex sounds as skin slapped against skin. Her passage making the most obscene sounds with each stroke.
She came apart before him, shouting his name as she went over the edge and Ryan fucked her through it.
The strength of her walls enough to pull him apart. The orgasm so intense,
he fell forward. His head ending up pillowed on a cloud of softness.
The frantic thump thump thump of her heartbeat was the last thing he heard before he blacked out.