Free Ryder: Hitman Mafia Romance by Lexi Cross

pressing against her ass. She flinched, surprised by his touch.
     
    “Relax,” he said. “It’ll feel good, I swear.”
     
    Her heart raced faster in nervousness as he pressed his finger slowly inside her ass. When it was fully in, she had to admit, the sensation was unreal. Her head spun and with his next thrust into her, she came all over him. It was almost instantaneous when he slid his finger in deeper.
     
    She cried out as she came, and her arms gave out. He slowly pulled out his finger and wrapped her tight.
     
    “Told you,” he said.
     
    “Yeah,” she breathed.
     
    He kissed her forehead. “Mind doing me a favor?”
     
    “What?”
     
    “Finish me off.”
     
    She smiled. Blow jobs were one thing she had experience with and she thought she was fairly decent at. She slid down until her mouth was at his cock.
     
    She tasted her own juices as she slid her mouth down over him. He moaned and put his hand on her head. She licked and sucked on him as she moved up and down his shaft, gripping the base of his dick in her hand.
     
    After a few minutes, he moaned again and dug his fingers into her hair. He pulled her head back just in time for her to see him explode.
     
    She got up and brought him a towel to wipe off. Then she climbed back into bed beside him and nestled into his arms.
     
    She felt wired up and charged like she’d been electrified. She was never going to sleep. And, the worst part was, she still wanted him. She could feel his seed from their first time dripping out of her and she liked the feeling, the proof that he’d been there.
     
    Somehow, it still wasn’t enough. She wanted more of him. Would she ever get enough?
     
    She faced him and twisted her legs around him. Her hips were against his. She stretched her leg up and over so that his dick fell onto her leg. He was limp now, and sticky with her juices.
     
    She reached down and squeezed him. He started to get stiff again in a few moments.
     
    “Still haven’t had enough?” he asked.
     
    She shook her head.
     
    “Damn.” He slipped his fingers into her hair and brought her mouth to his. He kissed her as he grew harder.
     
    He was stiff in her hands now and she continued to stroke him as he moaned at her touch. He slid a finger down and pushed inside her. She gasped and flinched back. The pain of just his finger entering her was sharp. Maybe she couldn’t have him again. It might hurt too much.
     
    “Too sore?”
     
    She squeezed her eyes shut. “Maybe.”
     
    “I have an idea.”
     
    He lay her down on her stomach and gently pushed her legs apart. He rubbed her clit for a little while gently, until she was dripping wet again. Then he rubbed the tip of his cock against her. She didn’t see what difference this position would make.
     
    But once he was wet with her juices, he leaned down, pressing his chest to her back. He whispered in her ear, “Relax, okay?”
     
    She nodded. She felt the pressure of the tip of his dick pressing against her ass. Her heart raced again in anxiety, but she remembered how good it felt when he put his finger in her ass.
     
    She swallowed hard and tried to relax. He spread her ass cheeks and pushed harder. The tip of his cock slipped inside her. She gasped. The pressure felt unnatural and she didn’t like the sensation.
     
    “No, stop,” she said.
     
    “Give it one second.”
     
    He pushed in slowly. It still felt strange, but once he was fully in, it felt better. He moved back, not pulling out all the way. He pushed in again and this time, a sharp delight ran through her. Her pussy quivered and the pressure against her clit made her head swim.
     
    “How’s it now?”
     
    “Good,” she said.
     
    He sped up only slightly and each thrust sent shivers of pleasure through her. With only a few thrusts, she was on the cusp.
     
    “I’m going to come,” she said.
     
    “Damn, already?”
     
    He squeezed in deep, and pulled back slow. His next thrust was harder and deeper.