Page 26 of Longing for More
Probably more than a moment.
Finally, when Ryder’s patience for me was beginning to run thin, I asked, “Where the fuck do we find Christmas presents on Christmas morning, in the middle of the night?”
His eyebrow quirked as he finally let me go, moving to grab his truck keys from the hook on the wall. “Hell if I fucking know.”
I laughed, one of genuine, friendly fun as I went in search to find a jacket.
And…pants.
TEN
ASPEN
Warmth settled all around me.Paired with the falling snow from outside, albeit blinding through the sheer curtains on our windows, it was heavenly and I never wanted to move.
It didn’t stop the groan from leaving my mouth at the sensation of Ryder’s warm tongue against me, though, licking against my pussy. I kept my eyes closed, savoring the remnants of sleep mixing with the coaxing euphoria, and even more so as I craned my neck to the side. I was on my back, legs spread for his torture, as he continued licking against me as he pleased.
As he continued, I turned to the side and let out a groan into the pillow beneath me.
The…hard pillow.
That felt strangely like a chest.
With a groggy shuffle, a tired arm encircled my waist, drawing me nearer to him while Ryder continued in his actions.
Lucas.
My heart raced as I finally picked up my head that had somehow gotten on Lucas’ chest to look down at Ryder. His eyes were already on mine, though he paused as I went to speak, cutting me off. “Mmm, Merry Christmas, baby. You don’t mind, do you? Be quiet, though. Lucas is still asleep.”
The resulting shudder that ran through my body as he continued could have made me come then and there.
My boyfriend was eating me out while I slept on his best friend’s chest.
The best friend that had fucked me for hours last night.
The best friend that wanted to fill me full of his babies.
I couldn’t help but stifle my groan, again, as the memories of the night before ran into me like a train. Though, as I did, Ryder used his fingers to tap against my clit in a mocking, cruel dominance. I looked down at him, eyebrows pinching, and nearly threw a tantrum as he shook his head at me in a scolding manner.
“Wha—what’re you doing?” I whisper-shouted down at him. A part of me wanted him to stop so we could talk about everything, but the other part of me wanted him to make me cum while Lucas held me.
The latter was most certainly winning.
“What does it look like I’m doing, angel? I missed my girl.”
I moaned softly, trying as hard as possible to be quiet. “This is so bad.”
“What is?”
“You’re tongue fucking me while your friend is right next to us?”
“Do you like it?” he asked. I looked down just in time to see him rubbing his middle finger against my wetness before slowly slipping it into me. My mouth formed into a silent ‘O’ as I held back my moan. Somehow, I wasn’t sore and the feeling of being stretched again was euphoric.
I broke my gaze with Ryder and looked at Lucas, watching his sleeping face as Ryder kept fucking me with his fingers, waiting for an answer. He kept his mouth off of me and I knew he wouldn’t use his tongue on me again until I did answer.
Did I like it?
Lucas’ eyebrows pinched and I was terrified he was going to open his eyes at that exact moment as I considered my answer. But instead, he only shuffled once more, eyebrows furrowing. And my heart stopped, only to restart and beat harder than before, as his hand slipped down and began to rub my stomach soothingly.