When I come, it’s harsh, my back bowing, clamping down on Ryder’s fingers. I scream into my hand, seeing stars burst behind my eyes. Ryder kisses my thighs, gently bringing me down before kissing up my body, slanting his mouth over mine. Tasting myself on his lips is something I never thought I’d get.
I run my hand down his body, and he clamps a hand around my wrist to stop me before I reach his c**k. “If you touch me now, I will come before we start.” He pulls my hand up, kissing my fingertips. “I need inside you, il mio sole. Please tell me you brought condoms.”
This is where my nerves started again. “I’m clean.” I didn’t want anything between us; I didn’t have to explain the rest.
“I’m clean, too, and I’d never do anything to put you in danger.” I nod because I know. He groans low in
