Page 76 of Direct Action

That ride dropped, my heart went with it, and I was in a free fall.

“Honey—”

“I want you coming with just my cock, can you do that for me?”

I didn’t need anything but him.

“Yes.”

His thrusts turned into drives, the slow burn he created sparked, and I was once again climbing.

“I’ve never felt anything more beautiful than you,” I moaned and let my orgasm pull me under.

I had approximately three seconds to luxuriate in the sublime descent into bliss when I heard Ryan’s rumble and felt his cock drive so deep inside of me, I was no longer basking. I was soaring. There was nothing controlled or measured when Ryan pounded into me.

I whimpered.

Ryan growled.

The power behind his hips so powerful I could barely catch my breath.

My neck started to arch but Ryan tightened his hold on my face, forcing me to stay put as my climax overwhelmed me.

“Ryan.”

“Fuck,” he gritted. “You feel so goddamn good, I don’t want to stop.”

He proved that to be true when he continued to buck into me until he lost his rhythm and planted himself to the root, and with a long, rumbled groan, I felt his cock jerk.

That had to be the sexist thing I’ve ever felt in my life.

It took a while for both of us to come down. I knew he’d come back to himself when his grip on my face loosened. Not long after that, he brushed his lips over mine, pulled out, and situated us with my back to his chest. A few seconds later, when he reached an arm around me and cupped my sex, I would understand our position. Then he did the second sexist thing that had ever happened to me and started gliding his finger through our combined releases.

“It’s good you learned early how to quiet my mind.”

It took less than a millisecond before Ryan busted out laughing.

“Yeah, baby, that’s good.”

I was relaxed, sated, my mind was quiet. I knew Ryan was nearing dreamland when I remembered something.

“Can I have my panties back now?”

“Fuck no.”

“Ryan—”

“I’m framing those fuckers.”

I was no longer relaxed or sated.

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“Bet.”

“Ryan—”

“I just blew so hard I think I lost consciousness. But I can rally if you need me to.”