His lips were between my thighs.
“Ryan… oh my god…
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He didn’t speak. He didn’t warn me.
He just dived in.
I shrieked, a low, helpless sound, as his tongue licked up my wetness. He sucked on my clit, slow and sensual, then flicked it with his tongue so perfectly I swore my soul left my body.
“Ahhh… yesss… Ryan… there…”
I couldn’t stop writhing. Couldn’t stop gripping the sheets. Couldn’t believe this was real. I’d dreamt of this so many nights, so many quiet nights where I touched myself thinking about him, and now he was here.
Real.
Eating me alive.
My thighs were trembling. I was breathing so hard, like I couldn’t catch my breath.
He slid a finger inside me.
“Fuck!” I cried, eyes rolling back.
Then another. Then a third.
Ryan was fingering me in such a rhythm it was driving me wild. The place where our bodies met was wet and noisy and filthy, and I didn’t care. I loved every second.
“More… please… more…”
I was crying, literally crying from the overwhelming pleasure.And then, I came.
So violently. My back arched, my mouth opened in a silent scream, and my body exploded into shakes and wetness.
Ryan didn’t stop. He licked everything, cleaning me up like I was a meal.
Then he looked up.
God.
His eyes were wild. His hair was messy. His mouth was glossy from me. And his dick was… oh my god.
He pulled down his briefs and I saw it. Big. Thick. Hard. Bigger than anything I’d ever dreamt.
I gasped.
I couldn’t look away.
“I want you,” he growled. “all of you.”
I found myself nodding. My legs parted without me even thinking.
“Please,” I begged. “I want it.”
He climbed over me. Lined himself up.
And slowly, he entered.
It was thick and deep, stretching me open, pushing past the tightness, filling every inch of me.
But it didn’t hurt.
It felt right. It felt like I was meant to have him inside me.
“Ryan… yesss…”
He started thrusting.
Soft at first. Then deeper. Then faster.
My moans filled the room.
“Yes… yes… yes… Ryan… ahh… faster… deeper…”
I held onto him, wrapping my legs around his waist. He was groaning, grunting, pounding into me like he’d been starving for this.
“Anna!” someone called from inside the room.
My heart jumped.
It wasn’t Ryan.But he didn’t stop.
“Shhh baby…” he grunted, fucking me deeper.
“Yesss… yesss…” I was crying, the pleasure overwhelming me again.
“Anna!” the voice called again. Louder this time.
Then…
Taps. On my shoulder.
Taps?
I opened my eyes.
And I jolted.
Shit. It was a wet dream.
But it felt so real.
I was now back in the hospital.
Sweating.
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