CHAPTER 90
ANNA’S POV
His kisses were rough, desperate, like he had been starving for me for so long and didn’t know how to be gentle anymore. His hands were everywhere, gripping my waist, sliding under my top, trailing over my back and then grabbing my thigh as if his whole body was trying to memorize mine.
“F*ck, Anna,” he groaned against my lips, breath hot and uneven. “I’ve missed you… I’ve missed this… I’ve missed you so f*cking much.”
I didn’t even know what to say. My mouth just found his again. I kissed him back as if I couldn’t breathe without him. My legs wrapped around his waist without me even thinking. His fingers pushed my panties aside and the moment his hand touched me down there, I gasped.
“Ryan!”
But he didn’t stop.
He didn’t pause.
He slipped inside me with those fingers–one, then two–and started moving them with such a rhythm I almost lost my mind. My back arched. My hands clutched his arms. My eyes rolled back.
“Oh my god… ohh yes yes Ryan… please…”
He went faster, rougher, deeper—his fingers curling inside me like he knew exactly what he was doing. The slick sound, the heat between my legs, the way he growled into my ear… it was all too much.
“F*ck baby, f*ck,” he grunted. “You’re always so wet for me.”
I held him tighter. I couldn’t stop the moans. I didn’t even try.
“More… Ryan… more… please don’t stop, don’t stop…
He didn’t. He kept going until my body tensed up and the pressure inside me snapped like a thread.
“Fuuuuccckkkkk!” I screamed as my legs trembled and my whole body shook.
He didn’t pull away. No. He brought his fingers up to his mouth and licked them slowly, his eyes locked on mine.
“Still so sweet,” he whispered. Then he leaned down and kissed me–deep and filthy–letting me taste myself off his tongue.
And just when I thought he was done… he sank to his knees.
“Ryan-”
He didn’t wait.
He grabbed my legs and hoisted me up, positioning them over his broad shoulders, and buried his face right in
between them. The moment I felt his mouth on me, I almost sobbed.
“F*ck… oh my god Ryan… oh god yesss…‘
My head fell back as if I couldn’t hold it up. My hand grabbed his hair. His tongue was moving inside me–fast and wild–while his fingers held my thighs open and steady. I couldn’t stop shaking. I didn’t want him to stop.
“Right there… right there… yes yes yes…” I cried out. “Ryan… yesss… oh f*ck I’m gonna-”
And I did.
Hard.
He licked me through it and only stopped when I was panting, limp and whimpering in his grip.
He lifted me like I weighed nothing and laid me flat on the bed. His eyes were dark. His chest was rising and falling hard. He was sweating. And then he said-
“I can’t wait any longer baby. I need you.‘
I couldn’t even speak. He tore off my clothes with such speed I heard the rip. Then he yanked off his own clothes and-
Oh my god.
I saw it.
“C–Can… can that even enter me…?”


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