RYDER POV
I could sense her conflicted thoughts. She was obviously deciding if she was going to give in to her desires or let her rational mind get in the way. I desperately wanted her to pick the former. My hands were dying to touch her firm, succulent boobs. Hell! I wanted to feel every inch of her.
I was like a starved man, ready to claim her. I wondered how it’d feel to dip my finger inside her tight p***y. From the intoxicating smell of her arousal, I knew she was already dripping wet for me. I wondered what she would taste like.
A strained groan escaped my lips when she leaned in closer to me. Her soft ass was now against my painfully hard bulge. I wondered if she was aware of the effects she had on me. The need to bend over the kitchen counter and f**k her till she screams my na
