Yes

Ryder's hands grasped your hips, his fingers digging into your skin as he spun you around, the sudden movement making your stomach drop. You felt a rush of excitement mixed with a hint of fear as he bent you over, your hands instinctively reaching out to grab the counter for support.

Ryder's grip on your hips tightened, his fingers digging into your skin as he positioned himself behind you. You could feel his hardness pressing against you, and you instinctively pushed back, wanting to feel him inside of you. With a low growl, Ryder obliged, his tip parting your folds as he entered you. You let out a gasp of pleasure, your body adjusting to the intrusion. Ryder's thrusts were slow and deliberate at first, but as he picked up speed, they became more urgent, more demanding.

Ryder's thrusts became more urgent, his hips slapping against your buttocks as he took you from behind. You could feel yourself nearing your climax, your body tensing with pleasure. "Beg for it, slut," Ryder growled, his voice low and menacing. "Beg for my cock." You hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to say. But the feeling of Ryder's cock inside of you, the way he was taking you, claiming you, was too much to resist. "Please, daddy," you whimpered, your voice trembling with pleasure.

Ryder's thrusts grew more brutal, his hips slamming into you with a ferocity that made your body shudder. "You're just a worthless slut, aren't you?" he sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. "You'll do anything for a cock, won't you?" He emphasized each word with a vicious thrust, making you gasp with pain and pleasure.

"Yes, daddy," you whimpered, your voice trembling with pleasure. "I'm just a worthless slut, I'll do anything for a cock."

Ryder's thrusts grew even more brutal, his hips slamming into you with a ferocity that made your body shudder. You could feel yourself nearing your climax, your body tensing with pleasure.

"You like that, don't you, slut?" Ryder growled, his voice low and menacing. "You like it when I take you like this, when I make you beg for it."

As Ryder's thrusts continued to batter against you, his words dripped with an intoxicating mix of contempt and desire. You felt yourself tumbling over the edge, your climax crashing over you like a wave. Your body shuddered, your legs trembling as Ryder's grip on your hips tightened, holding you in place. As the last waves of your orgasm ebbed away, Ryder's thrusts slowed, his chest heaving against your back. He leaned forward, his breath hot against your ear, and whispered, "Stay like this. Don't move." His voice was low, husky, and commanding.

As Ryder's chest heaved against your back, his warm breath danced across your ear, sending shivers down your spine. His grip on your hips remained firm, holding you in place as he caught his breath. You could feel his cock still hard inside you, twitching with the aftershocks of your climax. Ryder's voice was low and husky as he whispered, "I'm going to come inside you, slut. I'm going to fill your pussy with my cum." His hips began to move again, slow and deliberate at first, but growing more urgent with each passing moment. You could feel his cock swelling inside you, his thrusts becoming more forceful as he chased his own climax.

And then he came, deep inside you, with a deep gutteral grunt.