I wait in anticipation as Ryder dimmed the lights to a low and sensual glow. The air was charged with electricity that makes me want to just pull him to me but I didn't want to ruin the mood.
And I was up for a little bit of foreplay.
Ryder stands at the foot of the bed, eyes dark, pupils dilated, and a sexy smirk pasted on that plump and luscious mouth of his.
"Are you ready for the show of your life, Mrs. Black?" he asks low and seductive.
I bite my lip, "Maybe we should have done this on our wedding night."
Ryder grins lazily, "We're doing it now..."
"Indeed. Quit yapping and get this show underway, Black."
"Ma'am yes ma'am. Wait, do I macho dance?"
I laugh, "Do whatever the hell you want, Ryder. I ain't stopping you."
"Well, I guess I'll have to go Magic Mike on you huh?" He grins before walking to a cabinet, his back to me.
'Sexyback' by Justin Timberlake and Timbaland comes on from speakers I didn't know were there and he closes the doors of the cabinet. Back to me, he spins a one-eighty head down before looking at me with hooded eyes. He jumps lightly then grinds his hips around in time with the music bringing his arms up, muscles flexing, and putting it behind his head.
My eyes go wide as saucers, and I had a hard time swallowing because my throat is so dry.
Holy fuck my husband can dance.
The vocals come on and Ryder maintains eye contact with me, his gaze sweltering hot, as he brings his hands slowly down his body; to his chest, his stomach, then down to his thighs. He walks sideways to a hanging robe and swipes the belt out then goes back to where he was originally. He turns around and when the song comes to the bridge, he pulls his shirt over his head with delicious slowness, the fine contours of his back in display for me and throws it on the floor. His narrow hips sway from side to side, the black jeans he was wearing tight on his buttocks.
Slowly, Ryder turns to face me, revealing those fine abdominal muscles that has the potential to make all your clothes melt upon catching sight. He puts the robe sash over his neck and quickly ties it as a tie, hanging loosely just above his navel. The chorus comes on and grinds his hips more and more busting moves I never imagined Ryder knew.
Along with the vocals, he mouths 'Come here girl', his tongue staying a bit longer over his showing upper teeth. He smoothly comes to me and offers a hand. I eagerly took it and he pulls me up and spins me around so that my back was to his front. He steers us back to the foot of the bed and we start grinding with each other. Ryder puts both of his hands on my hips and pulls me against his erection, straining against his pants.
Courage surges through my veins along with adrenaline and I shamelessly push my ass out, eliciting a groan from him. A wide grin of satisfaction makes its way to my face. I snake my hands up from the sides of my breasts up to my neck, tangling them with my hair before putting them around Ryder's neck. He stoops down and nibbles on my shoulder and I lean my head to the other side to give him better access.
Ryder fumbles for the buttons of my jeans, then pulls the zip down. He trails kisses down my spine while simultaneously pulling my jeans down with him. He stands up and helps me step out of my jeans and rakes his eyes hungrily down my body.
Out of impulse, I walk around him slowly, as he stands still, but his head follows me to the side. From behind him, I reciprocate and take his jeans off him, revealing tight grey boxer briefs with black garter at the top. He kicks his jeans to the side and I reach up and squeeze his butt with both of my hands and stand up.
Abruptly, he pulls me to him and tugs me to the bed, mouth on mine. His lips are forceful but persuasive and his tongue unrelenting. He pulls back and kisses down my neck before reaching behind me and removing the clasp of my bra. He takes it off me and throws it blindly behind him before claiming my right nipple. I moan and fist my fingers in his hair, my back arching to take more. Lifting up a hand, he sets it over my other breast and plays with my nipple, tugging and stretching. He moves to the other one and fondles the previous while his other free hand goes down my thigh.
He goes back up and kisses me, his hands roaming down to my panties. He licks his way down south, dipping his tongue in my navel. I moan loudly, my body offering itself up freely to him. With deliberate slowness, he removes my panties, down to my ankles and throws it again.
We'll have one hell of a clean-up in the morning.
Ryder's warm hands settles on my inner thighs and pushes it wide. He pulls me down to the edge of the bed and soon his mouth is on me, and I could feel the quickening in me. His tongue pushes my folds open and nips and sucks and I cry loudly, every cell of me exploding. I lose all of sense and feel myself convulsing in pleasure but Ryder is unrelentless, continuing his torture.
I gasp as I feel his thumb rubbing circles on my nub and insert one long finger in me. His hand goes back and forth, adding another finger, and felt myself building up so quickly again. I reach down and push him more when he hit a spot inside of me.
"MOTHER OF-ARGH!" I scream at the top of my lungs.
As I claw at the sheets to ride out my orgásm, Ryder quickly removes his briefs and positions the tip of his member at the entrance of the apex of my thighs.
He looms over me with crazed and desperate eyes, "You ready?"
I draw in a big gulp of air and exhaled, "Rock my world, Captain."
With one thrust of his pelvis, he expands me and I am overwhelmed from the fullness. I watch in fascination as Ry screws his face up and a shudder runs through his body. His muscles flex in keeping his body weight. I clutch him to me and kiss him with all I had. He gasps and goes along with me.
He starts a slow rhythm, pulling back then pushing just as slowly and I push him gently and frown. "Go faster."
Fear flashes in his profile as he goes still. "What about the baby."
I roll my eyes and reach down to his hips and dig my nails, "He's going to be fine as long as his mommy's happy."
He laughs, "Oh, so it's not a girl?"
I gave him a look, "Are we really going to talk about this now?"
It was his turn to roll his eyes, "So impatient."
Then he starts to really move. We go up higher and higher, to a pace where I think even the boat is rocking with us. Ryder's heavy balls slaps against my backside loudly and I was holding onto him for dear life.
"Come with me, Il mio amore," Ry groans.
I let go, exploding around him as he does the same. Warmth spreads inside me, Ryder shaking slightly from his own orgãsm. He flips us to our sides, and he pulls out of me slowly. I open my eyes tiredly and see his glowing honey eyes trained at me.
"I didn't know you could dance." I mumble.
He smirks, "You actually do. Remember that time Gale played one of your father's vinyl records for us?"
My eyes widen at the memory and a disbelieving laugh bubbles up my throat. I could remember The ten-year-old Ryder swishing his hips with me along to The Beatles' 'Can't Buy Me Love'. "Oh gosh you were so adorable!" I exclaimed.
Ry scowls at me, "Don't call me that. I'm manly."
I smirk, "Whatever you say, twinkle-toes."
Ry pulls me to him, "Shut up and sleep."
He pulls the covers around us, and soon we were warm and comfortable. I drift off and dream of three little children, dancing with Ryder and I.
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This chapter gave away a lot. xD hahaha! well, I hope you guys are happy with this. Wasn't too awkward for me so, YAY!
DEDICATION TO @eyeelean. I liked her song suggestion but Sexyback did it for me. :*
And thank you to @NoWords_ for the link. :))
