Owned by B.L Wilde, Jo Matthews Page B

yes!”
    He leaned in, exhaling heavily right in my ear. “You want me to fuck you right here in my shower, Sweetheart? You want my cock to stretch and fill you as I make you scream.”
    “Ungh. Yes! I want you to fuck me, Ryan. Right here.”
    I heard the sound of a condom tearing open and briefly wondered how the hell he’d gotten one into the shower without me noticing, but then I realized I didn’t care. I needed him to fuck me. That was all that mattered.
    Ryan removed his fingers, and then immediately slammed into me. “FUCK!” I screamed, pressing harder into the wall. “So good, Ryan.”
    He started thrusting faster, and when my legs began to give out on me, he wrapped an arm around my waist to hold me up. We stayed in that position for another few minutes, but just when I was on the brink of orgasm, he pulled out.
    “What the hell, Ry…?”
    I was cut off by him spinning me around and pinning me against the wall with his body, his mouth crashing against mine. He grabbed my right thigh and hitched it up over his hip, then slammed into me again.
    “Jesus!”
    He pulled back and smirked, never slowing his thrusts. “Oh, Baby, I don’t think even Jesus fucked this good.”
    His lips met mine again as his hand came between us and palmed my breast, pinching and tweaking first one nipple, then the other. I was a writhing mess, and within minutes, I was done for. I had never cum so hard in my life, but when this orgasm hit, my vision went black and filled with little flashes of tiny white lights. The expression of seeing stars during sex had never made sense until now.
    “That’s it, Baby, give it to me,” he cooed, finally slowing his thrusts as he kissed and nipped his way down my neck. “God, I love feeling your pussy walls milk my cock. You’re so fucking tight.”
    When he finally stilled deep inside me, I leaned my head back and watched him cum. The pleasure on his face was unmistakable, and I knew it was a look I would never forget. Sure, he may have shared that look with hundreds of other women in the past, but this one was mine. I had caused it, and that was good enough for me.
    After we were both satisfied, Ryan pulled out and took off the condom, tossing it outside the shower. “Oops. Looks like you’re all sweaty again, Baby.” He gave me his signature cocky grin, and I wanted nothing more than to wipe it off his face. “Guess we’ll have to try again.”
    The desire burning within his deep green eyes as he stepped toward me had me clenching my legs together in anticipation.

    By the time we finally stepped out of the shower, the water had long run cold, but the bathroom was still filled with steam. Never in my life had I been fucked so thoroughly. Still, it wasn’t enough for either of us, and after drying off, our eyes met again. Wordlessly, I dropped my towel and approached him. With our bare chests pressed together, I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him to me, kissing him hard. His hands found my ass, and when I felt him tap it, I knew what he wanted. I jumped up and wrapped my legs around his waist, moaning when I felt his cock rub against my overworked pussy.
    Still locked in a deep kiss, Ryan fumbled his way back to his bed with me wrapped around him. We spent the rest of the afternoon and well into the evening there, fucking like rabbits in every way imaginable. The only time either of us left was to use the restroom or to grab a bottle of water or snack.
    I had lost track of how many times I’d cum, or even how many condoms we went through. None of it mattered. The only thing that was important this weekend was Ryan, and the fact that we were together. I was going to be damned sure to make it worth it.
    Hours later, both of us hot, sweaty messes, Ryan finally gave in to sleep. Just before I drifted off myself, I realized that the end was drawing near. While I knew he and I couldn’t continue to see each other, it didn’t stop me from wanting it. Sure, I’d had my