Chapter 42 Come Sit On My Face
Growing up, I lived in the shadows of my sister, Annie.
I was the unloved daughter. The one that was hardly seen or favored. Everyone loved Annie—she was beautiful, the daughter of my father's precious wife.
While I was just the daughter born to the first wife who eventually died from heart failure after my father replaced her with Annie's mother.
The day she died, marked the beginning of my unending suffering. I was alone.
Floating in a world that knew nothing but how to cause me pain.
Not until Derek came along. He saw me. Cared for me in his own little ways that mattered.
As someone who was barely loved, I was naturally attracted to him. But with him, I never felt truly desired. Because he loved Annie too. Just like everyone else, he chose her over me.
But here was Ryker—choosing me. Not Annie. With him, I felt truly desired and wanted. His ways weren't the purest but hell, it warmed me.
He made meals for me. Gave me luxury. Pleasured me in the best ways I've never felt with anyone else.
And to top it, he's never hit me.
Even with an injured rib, he had shield me in that underground.
At the point of being arrested, he still didn't leave my side.
I didn't have to reflect too much before the words slipped out of my mouth. "I choose you, Ryker. Now, can you untie me?"
He didn't move. His eyes peered at me as if he still couldn't come to terms with what I'd just said to him.
"You are not toying with me just to get an orgasm, are you?" He sneered, voice chilling.
"I'm not."
His eyes narrowed at me, clearly not buying it. Was I that bad?
"I mean it. I don't want Derek anymore—especially not after his manipulations lately."
My conversation with Derek just fueled my anger towards him.
He was greedy. Cunning. Selfish. And he doesn't even respect my decision regarding my own life.
I'd rather play with the devil than have anything else with him.
"Congratulations, Lamb. You just made your best decision." He pressed a heated kiss to my lips.
I shoved him off, glaring at him. "I've made plenty best decisions, in case you haven't noticed."
He raised a brow, a smirk tugging at his lips. "I'm sure every single one of them has something to do with me."
I scoffed, rolling my eyes. "You're insufferably full of yourself."
"You mean confident? Absolutely. No shame in knowing that I matter."
Then he reached for the belt, unbuckling it.
I sighed in relief, my hands finally free. He bent over again and planted another kiss on my lips which I greedily returned, sucking on his lower lip.
"You're all mine now, Vanessa." He whispered, his breath hot against my lips. "All mine."
"Yes," I breathed, my voice trembling with a mix of surrender and desire. "I'm yours."
He flipped me over. I landed on my stomach, and he gripped my waist, pulling me up until I was in all fours.
He grunted behind me, rubbing the head of his cock against my pussy.
God, it felt so good.
Grabbing a fistful of my hair, he made me arch my back. I stuck my ass out in the air and he slipped inside of me with ease.
A wave of pleasure rushed through my body, my toes tingling in delight as he plunged into my pussy from behind.
His grunt grew louder as he pulled out and slammed right into me again, each thrusts harder than the last.
Then, I felt something change.
His finger was caressing my butt hole, as if trying to ease it up for his next action. Before any words could leave my mouth, he drove a finger into it.
My body stiffened.
"Fuck, so tight." He cursed above me.
My body tensed.
The sensation spread through me, slowly easing out.
He moved again, his finger plunging into my butt hole. My elbows trembled, the feeling driving me wild.
"Harder, please—"
Ryker slipped his finger out of my butthole, picking up his pace as he slapped my ass again.
I gasped, forehead pressing against the tangled sheets underneath me.
The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, curling with the sounds of our heavy breathing, moans, and grunts.
My pussy clenched around him, the pleasure building in my core so fast as he continued with his wicked thrusts.
My breath grew ragged, my brain short-circuiting as he drove me to the edge.
"Oh god. Oh god." I was panting. Hard. Breathless.
"You're all I want, Lamb. You're my good girl." His voice, husky and dipped with something dark.
"Yes. I'm your good girl—"
He clapped my left ass again, the sting filling me. "You love this dick. You love me fucking your sweet little cunt. Just like this.."
"Yes-yes-yes..." I cried, clenching the sheets so tight my knuckles turned white.
"Now, cum all over this dick."
And my body responded.
My orgasm ripped through me like a hurricane. A sharp cry escaped my lips, my fingers numb, my chest rising and falling as I released all of my cum.
But Ryker wasn't done. His fingers dug into my ass, slamming into me, stretching my walls. His breathing grew heavy. "Can...I cum inside you?"
"Yes, please—" I wanted all of it. Everything that came along with being with him.
"Fuckkk.." he growled. A deep animalistic growl that rumbled through me, vibrating down to my knees as he gave me that last hard thrust, spilling all of his seed inside of me.
He crashed next to me, his hard cock still standing erect as he dragged my limp body along with him. "Come sit on my face, Lamb."