Page 88 of Bedlam
“Too exhausted for me?” He asks with a wink.
“Never, my Biker Bitch. How was your day? I missed you.” I grin, pulling his shirt over his head and kissing down his chest, flicking his pierced nipples with my tongue.
“It was fine, moved another shipment to the warehouse and unloaded the containers. All went well, but I couldn’t wait to get home to you.” He rasps, looking down at me as our eyes collide.
“Oh yeah? When are you going to officially move in with me?” I ask with a grin.
“As soon as you give me that tight ass.” He confesses and I shake my head, standing.
“I’m not sure I’m ready for that. We’ve played a few times. I'm just not sure if what you’re packing is gonna fit.” I admit, a little scared that he will break me and I ain’t a bitch like that.
“You know, one day that tight ass will be mine and you can tell your Carver to kick rocks. It’s mine. You understand me?” he threatens, wrapping his tattooed hand around my throat, which only gets my dick rock hard.
“I love when you claim me, Ry. What else is yours?” I ask with a grin.
“You.” He growls, pushing me against the door roughly. Letting me feel how hard I make him.
“I’m yours, Ryder. What are you going to do with me?” I taunt.
“I want my cock inside you, Ace. I want to feel how tight you are.” He whispers against my lips as my hands undo the buckle to his belt and rip his jeans open, pulling them down over his hips along with his boxers. I take his long, thick cock in my hand and grip it hard, stroking it as I take mine from my sweats, rubbing our cocks together.
“This isn’t enough, baby. Please. I just want us to take the next step together. I promise it will feel good.” He begs. My eyes roll back as his thumb circles my head.
“I fucking love when you beg for me. I want so much more with you too, Ry.” I groan as we intertwine our fingers together, stroking our cocks together.
“Fuck, Spade. Please. Let me inside you. Let me consume your soul.” He says as he continues to beg. My body trembles at his words.
“So consume me. Take my soul into yours and make it as one.” I whisper as his mouth slams against mine, kissing me with such passion that my skin prickles with goosebumps and my heart is beating a mile a minute.
He leads us over to the bed, as we fumble with the comforter, but don't want to pull away from one another. He pulls away and I groan as he turns to shut the light off. We climb into the bed and I immediately grab his face to mine, sucking his lips as his one hand wraps around my throat and the other grips my cock hard, stroking me fast. I thrust into his hand, reaching down for his but he tells me no.
“You don’t get to touch me until you let me inside you,” he insists, and I growl.
“I want to taste you, Ryder.” I rasp, but he pushes me down, kissing along my chest and over my stomach. My body quakes as he licks down my shaft, taking my sac into his mouth, sucking lightly.
“Fuck, baby. I love when you play with my balls. It makes me want to nut all over your pretty face.” I groan as he lifts my leg over his shoulder, spitting on my tight hole, pressing his thumb inside. I moan as he adds another while his other hand strokes my dick relentlessly, causing my whole body to shiver. He spits on the tight ring, and my body jerks when I feel his tongue toying with my hole, stretching me out slowly as he adds another finger, slowing down his strokes, which makes me whimper like a little bitch.
“Do you want to cum, Daddy?” Ryder rasps as my dick leaks in his hand from the use of that nickname.
“Fuckkkk, yesss. You feel so fucking good, baby.” I pant, biting my bottom lip as he swirls his thumb through the mess I’m making on the tip of my cock. Before I could say anything else, his mouth is on my tip, sucking and swirling his tongue down my length.
“Fuck, Ry. Fucckkkkk. You take my cock so well down that throat. Jesus.” I groan, but he releases with me with a pop.
“Then take a deep breath for me, baby. Let me show Daddy how good I feel,” he says, rubbing his thumb over my piercing as he brushes his cock through his spit, breaching my hole slowly.
“Fucckkkk, Ryder. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” I growl.
“Breathe, Daddy. Take it. It’s ok, baby, just breathe.” He says, talking me through it as he pulls out and pushes himself back in, stroking my cock faster as my legs begin to tremble.
“Does Daddy like the way his Biker Bitch feels fucking his tight ass?” He rasps.
“Fuckkk, Ry. You feel amazing. Give me more.” I beg and he slams the rest of the way into me, just to pull all the way out and slam back into me harder.
“You’re so fucking tight, Daddy. Do you like my cock in your tight ass?” He asks.
“Fuck, yes. Harder, my Biker Bitch. Fuck me harder.” I growl, pushing against him as he jerks my cock so fucking fast that the familiar tingle crashes up my spine as my balls lift and streams of hot white cum shoots all over my stomach.
“Jesus Christ.” I growl as he slams into me a few more times. Bending down, he grips my hair, pulling my face to his as he bites my bottom lip, growling as he cums deep in my ass. His whole body trembles on top of me as his thrusts slow and he kisses me passionately, letting our tongues swirl againstone another. He pulls away and looks deep into my eyes while cupping my face.