Settling back on his knees, I lift the packet to my lips and tear it open with my teeth. I squeeze a generous slick of lubricant onto my fingertips, rubbing them together to warm the gel before I slowly coat the velvet skin of his hard length.
‘Now stretch yourself baby,’ Ryker orders, his eyes dark as coal as he holds my gaze. ‘Get your pretty hole ready for me, let me watch you prepare yourself.’
My body trembles under the weight of his intense gaze as I slowly rise up onto my knees. One hand anchors against the solid muscle of his shoulder while the other slides between my thighs, seeking my entrance.
I press a single finger to my hole, a soft whimper escaping me as I push against the resistance of my own tight muscles. Ryker’s gaze burns into me, studying every flicker on my face as
