“Ryan,” I moaned, his words only making the ache more painful. I squirmed on his lap, trying to hide the fact that my panties were soaked. But as I did, my ass rubbed over something thick and hard, causing him to groan as if he were in physical pain. “Oh my God,” I whispered, meeting his glazed-over gaze as realization hit me. “Ryan?”

“I am about to do something I swore I wouldn’t do until you were eighteen, my heart,” he muttered, the tip of his tongue licking up the side of my neck, tasting me as I had wanted to taste him only a handful of minutes before. “But not even a saint could withstand this agony that you have built inside me.”

24

Ryan

The taste of her skin was sweeter than I’d ever allowed myself to imagine. The first shot of it on my tongue made me ravenous. Every plan I’d ever made for us vanished as she rubbed her ass over my throbbing cock, making the poor fucker leak onto the inside of my thigh until there was a damp spot from the thick stickiness.

But that one wet spot was nothing compared to how saturated Nova was making the rest of my lap. The scent of her arousal hit me, adding fuel to the inferno already blazing miles high inside me. I tasted her skin from the base of her neck to the corner of her mouth, needing her lips on mine, but knowing it would be the end of what little common sense I still desperately held on to.

“Baby,” I breathed against her cheek as I stroked my hand up the inside of her right thigh, coating my fingers in her need that was smeared across her delicate skin. “You’re so wet for me.”

“R-Ryan,” she moaned, turning her head in search of my mouth. “Please.”

That strangled plea was my undoing. My mouth fused to hers, my tongue dipping inside to taste all of my little angel in our first kiss. First not just for us as a couple, but a first for either of us, ever. I’d known she was my future from the moment she’d snuggled against me and said she wanted to marry me when she was just three years old. Every first I had to give was hers, and I had held on to them all. Waiting until she was ready.

She thrust her fingers into my hair, pulling me closer, deepening the kiss until we were one breath. She tried to take control, but I tightened my hand in her hair, letting her know I needed to be in total control of every aspect when it came to her.

I pulled back, licking at her bottom lip as I looked down at her. With her fingers combing through my hair, her chest was now exposed to my starved eyes. She was completely bare except for the tiny scrap of silk covering her pussy, and it was so wet I could see the outline of her lower lips. Her next breath was shuddery, making her tits bounce, practically begging me to taste her cherry-colored nipples.