Free Ryker's Baby by Lauren Hunt

finger grazed against her wet sex and Tempest moaned. I kissed her stomach, working over her pubic mound, and planting my lips on her clit. Tempest's body spasmed as my tongue licked her fleshy hood.
     
    “You have no idea how good this feels,” she breathed, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. I grabbed a hold of both thighs and ran my tongue down her slit. She tasted so sweet. I could eat her out all day and never have enough.
     
    Tempest suddenly quivered uncontrollably, vibrating the bed. I continued to play around with her clit throughout her orgasm. She ran her fingers through my short hair and pressed my face harder against her pussy.
     
    Tempest rubbed her wetness all over my face until I was soaked. I flicked her clit around in circles, her thighs holding my head in a vice. I could barely hear her moan my name as she came again.
     
    “I can't take anymore, Ryker. I need to fuck you now. Please...”
     
    I came up for air and wiped my wet mouth. Tempest pushed me over until I lay next to her. She climbed on top of me, straddling my waist. My cock was inches from her dripping wet pussy. My cock pulsed up and down, almost tapping on her door. Tempest bent over and kissed me, sitting down and covering my cock with the lips of her pussy. She slid back and forth, lubing my shaft.
     
    “Fuck, you feel so good against me,” I said.
     
    I raised my hands and felt up her big tits, smashing and squeezing them together. I'd never get tired of playing with those. Tempest grabbed my hands and placed them over my head, holding them in place. “You're not going to move now. I'm going to do all the work.”
     
    This chick was hot. Way too hot.
     
    I lay there as she rubbed her pussy against my throbbing cock, her hips rocking back and forth. All of her juices lathered up my cock as she worked faster and faster. The temptation to come was becoming overpowering. “I need to be inside you, baby. Fuck me now before it's too late.”
     
    “Can't handle it?” she replied, pressing her warm folds against me harder. Tempest lifted up, grasped my shaft, and lowered down on it until I filled up every inch of her. We both moaned as I drilled deeper and deeper. She still held my hands above my head, not letting me move a muscles. I wanted to squeeze those milky tits, slap that hot ass of hers, and slam her down on my cock so hard she'd scream my name.
     
    I watched as Tempest had her way with me, rising up and down on my spear. She flipped her hair behind her shoulders and I got a great view of her tits bouncing. Those erect nipples needed to be chewed on.
     
    Tempest's breathing quickened. “You feel so good inside me.” The pleasure was reaching its peak. I wouldn't be able to go much longer.
     
    “Come for me, baby. I'm ready for you.”
     
    Tempest's face strained and her hold on me tightened. Tempest screamed my name again, clenching her pussy around my engorged cock. There wasn't anything else I could do. I found my release and detonated inside her.
     
    Tempest quaked on top of me, her entire body shivering and shaking. I rode the waves of the orgasm as long as it would carry me, unloading my balls until every drop of seed was spent.
     
    Tempest collapsed on top of me, my half-staff still inside. “That was beyond words.” She huffed and puffed.
     
    “You can ride me anytime, baby. That felt so fucking good.” My flaccid penis fell out of her and Tempest rolled off next to me. We fell asleep in each other's arms, completely exhausted from the day's events.

Tempest

I awoke the next morning, my head on Ryker's chest, his arms holding me. I felt safe and sound. Nothing could ever hurt me with him around. I couldn't help but stare at my Prince Charming. His sculpted body and inked skin was so captivating. I never imagined myself in a situation like this. I never thought I deserved this type of happiness. Could a drug addict truly be happy? Could a bad guy really have a good heart?
     
    Ryker's eyes