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He pushed his hand into my hair and encouraged me to take him deeper, pushing gently against the back of my head. I sucked him in deeper and deeper, and Ash bit out curse words in a language I didn’t know. His mutterings were rough, ancient, and fucking sexy.
I sucked him faster. Ash gasped in rhythm with my head bobbing back and forth, and he rocked his hips forward as I sucked on him.
“Lorraine,” Ash bit out in a thick voice.
I stopped, his cock still in my mouth, and looked up at him.
“Come,” he said.
When I let go of him, he pulled me up, leading me to the bedroom. In the room, he spun me around so that my back was to him, and he curled his body around me. He cupped my breasts and my pussy, kissing me over my shoulder.
He moved his hand to my hip and pushed against my back with his other hand, bending me over. I caught myself on the bed.
Ash guided his cock to my entrance, holding onto my hips with both hands, and slid into me. I cried out when his cock penetrated me, pushing into me until he was buried inside of me.
I shivered and gasped, and Ash allowed me a moment to adjust to the feel of him. He leaned over me and pushed his hand between my legs. He found my clit and rubbed it in circles again. I gasped and trembled, another orgasm already starting at my core. Ash’s attention to my clit drove me crazy while his thick cock inside of me filled me up to bursting.
On the verge of an orgasm, I moaned loudly, pleading for a release. Ash kept me on the edge, and my body ached for the wave of pleasure that would come with an orgasm.
When he let go of me, I complained, but he pulled back and rammed his cock into me. I cried out. It wasn’t what I’d wanted, but it felt fucking incredible. Ash fucked me harder and harder, pumping into me at breakneck speed. He hadn’t taken the time to build up, his tenderness from a moment ago gone, and I braced myself on the bed. My breasts jiggled back and forth as he fucked me, and the orgasm that had faded when he’d let go of me came back in full force.
It only took a few more thrusts, and I cried out as the next wave of pleasure hit me. My arms weakened, my legs turned to jelly, and I collapsed my chest onto the bed, my ass in the air. If it wasn’t for Ash’s hands on my hips, I would have fallen, but he held me up as he continued to fuck me.
His balls slapped against my pussy, his fingers dug into my hips, and his continued stroking in and out of me only prolonged my orgasm. The sounds of our sex filled the room, and I couldn’t think about anything but the sheer ecstasy I was drowning in.
My body tightened around his cock, my muscles contracting around him as I orgasmed. Finally, after what felt like forever, I came down from my sexual high.
Ash stopped fucking me and pulled out. I collapsed onto the bed, panting. I rolled over when Ash crawled onto the mattress, and he pulled me up with him as if I weighed nothing. My head was on the pillow as he planted kisses over my body—on my stomach, my chest, my neck, my lips.
His cock was hard and glistening, dragging a slick line of our sex over my body as he ground himself against me. I loved it. It felt like he was marking me, making me his own.
I shouldn’t have wanted it as much as I did. What was going on with me? Logically, I knew we weren’t anything special, but it didn’t feel that way.
Ash positioned himself between my legs, and my thighs fell open for him. When he pushed his cock against my entrance, I held my breath in anticipation. We moaned in unison when he slid into me. He started moving inside me, his cock sliding in and out of my tight pussy, and I gasped and sighed.
Ash kissed me between thrusts. He cupped my cheek before sliding his hand onto my breast. I arched my back, pushing myself into his hand.
My moans turned into cries as Ash abandoned kissing me and fucked me harder and harder. He was getting closer. His brows knitted together, and his face was riddled with concentration.
I traced his profile with my fingers, getting lost in the feel of him inside of me, the way his eyes drank me in.
“You’re beautiful,” he said.
The compliment was unexpected. Before I could say anything, he kissed me again and fucked me harder still.
He grunted and groaned, and by his breathing and the way he pounded in and out of me, his strokes shortening, I knew he was ready to orgasm.
I was getting close, too. His cock was thick and hard and pushed up against all the right spots.
In no time, Ash thrust into me as far as he could and cursed under his breath. His cock pulsed inside me, pushing me over the edge, and we orgasmed together. Magic suddenly filled the room. It poured out of Ash as he came, wrapping around me, drawing me in. It wasn’t just magic in the room—it felt like along with Ash’s orgasm, filling me up, the magic poured into me, too.
We were connected, joined together somehow as we rode out the pleasure together. I didn’t know what I felt, just that whatever it was, it bound us together tightly. So much so that I didn’t know where I ended and Ash began.
Slowly, the orgasms faded, and we remained melded together in the aftermath of our sex. We breathed hard, our skin slick with sweat.
When Ash slipped out of me, I gasped. He lay down next to me, wrapped a thick arm around my waist, and pulled me tightly against him. We lay together, trying to catch our breath, as our pulses slowly returned to normal. The magic started to fade, too.
Despite Ash not being inside me anymore and the magic having disappeared again, the feeling of being attached to him wouldn’t go away. It felt like I was somehow still attached to Ash, bound to him in a way I didn’t understand, and when I focused really hard, I could still feel the magic dancing on my skin.
