My dick sits heavy between my legs as she reaches for it, running the pad of her thumb over the precum beading on the head. As much as I’d love to feel her porn-star mouth wrapped around my cock again, I’m yearning to be inside her.
“I need to fuck you, Em. I need to be inside you.” I’ve been dreaming about this moment for almost three months.
My heart is thundering in my chest as I reach for a condom. It’s partly from anticipation, but it’s also laced with panic. I’m scared where things will go for us from here. I don’t want to lose her.
Trying to push all that shit out of my head, I roll the condom down my dick. I need to bring my A-game. I want to give her a night she’ll never forget.
I kiss my way up her body before settling between her legs. “Are you sure you want to do this.”
“Yes, I’m sure.” I brush my lips with hers. “It’s been almost two years for me, remember. So, take it easy on me.”
My eyes scan over her face as I brush the hair from her forehead. I don’t do soft and gentle, but for her, I will. “Okay, but rest assured when I’m done, the second time will be my way. I’m going to fuck you how I want… hard. So, fucking hard.”
Her eyes widen, but she’ll be thanking me when I’m done. She’s going to love it as much as I do.
Fucking is my forte.
Lifting Em’s arms above her head, I interlace our fingers together. Our gazes are locked as I slide the tip of my cock inside her. “Fuck, Em,” I growl. She feels like heaven. I’m not even fully in yet, and I’m already lost in her paradise.
Rolling my hips, I push forward, burying myself deep inside her. I’m in no way prepared for the magnitude of emotions that course through me when I do. Her pussy wraps around my cock like a glove. So fucking tight. A perfect fit like she was made just for me.
I know at this exact moment it’s all over.
My eyes roll back in my head.
“Je suis foutu,” I groan. I’m ruined.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
EMMA
“Wrap your legs around me, Em,” he says as his lips meet mine. I do as he asks. “Fuck, yes, you feel amazing… so fucking good. I want to climb inside you and never leave.”
Ashton’s grip on my hands tightens as he rocks his body into mine in deliciously long, slow thrusts. I’m so full—full of him—and I can’t put into words how magnificent it feels. Even the way he kisses me is like nothing he’s ever given me before. It’s soft, sensual, loving. This doesn’t feel like sex or fucking, it feels like he’s making love to me. Not just with his body, but his heart—his soul.
I surrender to him, giving myself over completely. “Ashton,” I breathe as his lips skim across my jaw and down my neck.
“I love it when you say my name like that.”
His movements quicken and a drawn-out moan falls from my parted lips as he takes my body higher. Higher than it’s ever gone before. My legs tighten around his waist as I lock my ankles together and hold on for dear life.
My pelvis bucks forward as I meet him stroke for stroke. “That’s it, baby, fuck me. God, Em, I can’t get enough of you.”
Ashton releases my hands and unhooks my legs before rolling us over, so I’m now straddling his lap. “I need to see you riding my cock.” His eyes are glued to where our bodies join. There’s a look of wonderment on his face. His hands grip my hips as he lifts me, withdrawing to the very tip before slamming me back down.
We both moan in unison.
He’s so big.
So deep.
I’m in ecstasy.
My pelvis rotates in a circular motion as I grind myself against him. “Jesus… fuck,” he grates out. His hooded eyes move up to meet mine. “Do you have any idea how beautiful you are? How perfect your pretty pussy looks wrapped around my cock.” His hands slid up to palm my breasts. “How spectacular your tits look as they bounce around while you ride me.”
His words spur me on.
Ashton’s enjoying this as much as I am.
I feel desired.
Sexy.
Wanted.
His words give me the confidence I need, something I’ve never had with another man. I place my hands on his shoulders as I rise before sinking back down, then I grind in a circle and repeat the process over and over again.
Lift. Sink. Grind.
Lift. Sink. Grind.
Gripping my hips, he meets me thrust for thrust. The room is filled with the sounds of skin slapping together and our cries of pleasure.
I’m like a lust-crazed sex maniac. I ride him like there’s no tomorrow. If this were a rodeo, I’d be going home with the championship belt.
My body climbs to the point of no return, and the orgasm that rips through me is like nothing I’ve ever experienced in my life. It’s endless and so intense, for a moment I think I may even pass out or possibly even die.
At least I’ll die a happy woman with a huge smile on my face.
“Emma,” Ashton roars as his body bucks into mine a few more times before finding his own release.
He’s still deep inside me as my body flops forward until I’m lying against his chest. We’re both breathless and our hearts are racing. He wraps his arms tightly around my torso. “I have no words for that… no fucking words.”
“Ditto.”
Wow, just wow.
It’s the best I’ve got right now.
Minutes pass before he rolls me onto my back, hovering his body over mine. Immediately, I feel the loss when he slides out of me. I’m dazed, my mind still trying to comprehend what just happened. I never knew it could be like that.
Ashton cups the back of my head as he runs his nose across my cheek, peppering tender kisses along the way. “Mine,” he whispers in my ear before drawing back and staring down at me.
I can’t quite read the look on his face. I’d give anything to know what he’s thinking at this moment.
Eventually standing, he removes his condom, but his eyes remain locked with mine, the expression on his face is so intense. “Give me a few minutes to clean up,” he eventually says. “When I come back, I want you on all fours. I’m going to fuck that pretty pussy of yours until you’re screaming my name.”
Yes, please.
He winks before turning and heading toward the bathroom.
My eyes are glued to his tight buns.
He’s so damn sexy.
I nuzzle my face further into his neck, inhaling his intoxicating scent. I’m still wrapped tightly in his arms as he sleeps soundly beside me. My dad is the only man ever to have hugged me in a way that made me feel safe, protected, and cared for. But this is different, he makes me feel all of those things and so much more.
Ashton’s a man I want to love, and someone I want to love me in return, but I know that’s not possible. He warned me he’s not capable of love, although there were moments last night I felt like that’s what he showed me.
I shudder with the knowledge I still want him nevertheless. I want him so much that I will take anything he gives.
I lost count of how many times he brought me to orgasm and how many different ways he took me.
It was magical—the best night of my life. I know he felt it too. Ashton was just as lost in me as I was in him. Never did I believe such a strong physical connection to another human being was possible, but that’s exactly what we had. We bonded on a level far greater than I ever dreamed. I finally understand the hype behind sex. I needed to experience it with the right person—with him. I let all the pain of my past go giving myself to him completely.