A smile covered her face when she asked, “Did you get yours?”
I nodded. “It’s in my room.”
“Show it to me.”
I locked our fingers together and walked her down the hallway and through my door, the cap, gown, stole, and tassels hanging on my closet door.
Her eyes widened as she stared at it. “Wow.”
“It’s identical to yours.”
I could feel her eyes on me.
“I’m just envisioning what it’s going to look like on your incredibly sexy body—that’s all.”
I chuckled. “Get over here.” My hands went to her waist, and I pulled her against me, my lips taking ahold of hers.
“Is Dylan here?” she whispered.
Since our trip to Maine, when Dylan had made the comment that our rooms shared a wall, Pearl had been extra careful about how loud she was during sex.
“No.”
“Yesss.” She jumped into my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist, her hands circling my neck.
I carried her to my bed, and once I rested her on top, I immediately began working on her clothes, peeling off each layer, along with my own, until we were both naked. With my lips back on hers, I palmed her tits, running my thumbs over her nipples.
Needing more, I kissed my way down her chest until I took one of those scorching peaks into my mouth. I flicked the end, gently scraping the width, pulling it with my lips. Switching to the other side, I rubbed my stubble across the skin in between. Her back arched, and her breath came out in slow, steady moans, especially when I began teasing her nipple with my tongue. Each tug caused her to lift further off the bed, each nibble making her exhale a louder moan.
“Pearl,” I hissed as I traveled down her navel, every inch I kissed even sexier than the last.
When I reached the center of her pussy, I glanced up, looking across her stunning body, at the dips and curves, skin that was so incredibly soft.
A body so fucking perfect that I still couldn’t believe it was mine.
Goose bumps rose over her skin as I kissed her inner thighs, bursts of short breaths, long and deep inhales coming out of her.
“I need to taste you.” I licked her entire length, her thick wetness coating my tongue. “And smell you.” My nose pressed into the top of her, inhaling the cinnamon, rubbing up and down her slit so I could get her all over my face. “Mmm … fuck me.”
As I looked up at her again, her eyes were feral. Her expression hungry, telling me she was seconds away from begging for my tongue.
I wouldn’t make her wait.
“Oh my God,” she groaned as I gave it to her in one long, slow swipe.
My dick was so fucking hard and throbbing as I wedged my tongue between her lips, starting at the base of her clit and licking until I reached the top.
“Yesss,” she breathed, her hand releasing my hair, her head leaning back to fall against the bed.
She liked that.
She was going to get a hell of a lot more.
I pushed her legs apart and circled the entrance of her pussy, plunging a finger deep inside. She was dripping, soaking my skin, a feeling that couldn’t be sexier.
I arched my hand, reaching that special spot at the same time I licked her clit.
I wasn’t gentle.
I didn’t take my time.
I ate her like I hadn’t put food in my mouth for days.
I added a second finger, working my way through her tightness, focusing on only the top of her clit, flicking it back and forth. I read her body, knowing when to increase my speed, when to slow down my hand. When she was getting close to coming.
Her knees bent, toes digging into the mattress. She gripped the sheet beneath her. “Ashe …”
I sucked her into my mouth, massaging her clit with my tongue, and her sounds got louder each second. When she couldn’t breathe without moaning, that was when I knew she was desperately close.
My mouth moved faster, my fingers thrusting harder, and her entire body clenched as a new wave of wetness began to drip. Her moans transformed into light screams, her stomach shuddering, and she came as I licked.
It was a sight.
One so fucking beautiful that I couldn’t have pictured it in my mind even if I wanted to.
I turned down my speed, knowing she was probably extremely sensitive, and gently pulled my fingers out. I kissed around her pussy, gradually working my way up her body, mine now hovering on top of hers.
“Holy fuck,” she breathed against my lips before kissing me. “Your mouth … there are no words for what that thing can do.”
I smiled as I pecked her, carefully slipping her legs around me, the tip of my cock teasing her.
“Mmm,” she groaned as my teeth found their home around her nipple.
“I’ll be gentle.” I surrounded it, biting but not enough to cause her pain.
She reached into my hair, nails raking through until she found my shoulders, digging into my skin, urging me for more. “I don’t want you to be.”
Once that suggestion hit my ears, I was driving into her. “Fuuuck.”
I lifted her ass off the bed, going in even deeper. I positioned myself on my knees, holding her hips in the air, and she met me with each pump. As her tits bounced, her hands stretched behind her, holding on to the pillow as I increased my speed.
“You’re so fucking wet.”
She was tightening around me, clenching, each pulse making me want to move in further. I spread her legs wider and upped my stroke, rotating my hips, hitting every one of those sensitive places inside.
“Ashe!” she shouted. “Fuck!”
I knew how she was feeling. I wasn’t that far behind.
I lifted her off the mattress and moved her toward the head of the bed. Once her back hit the wall, I held her there, her hands clinging to my shoulders, mine gripping her ass.
With the wall taking a majority of her weight, I dived in and out, kissing her. “Goddammit,” I roared. “You’re getting even wetter.”
She kept me hugged against her, owning my lips with the same dominance that I was using to fuck her.
Each time she pulsed, telling me she was close, I would slow down my movements, teasing her orgasm even though my own was begging for a release. But she was starting to fight me, holding me tighter, rocking her hips back and forth, so when I tried to slow, she would take over.
“You want to come?”
I knew the answer. I could feel it from inside of her. I could hear it every time she took a breath.
I just wanted to hear her say the words.
“Yesss.” She drove her fingers into my shoulders. “Oh God, please.”
I reared my hips back, and with more speed, more power, I deepened my thrusts, burying myself all the way in. And when I reached that spot, I twisted my hips before I pounded into her again.
She was milking me.
Her pussy goading my cum.
My balls tightened, a sensation moving through them and into my stomach, and I pressed my lips to hers, moaning, “Pearl,” as the intensity began to peak.
She was bucking against me, hips slapping mine as she rode my cock with the same speed I was driving into her.
“Fuck,” she hissed as our bodies began to tremble. “I’m coming.”
We were locked in each other’s arms, shuddering, our breathing in sync and equally as loud. The pleasure was spreading so fast that I couldn’t control it.