Page 125 of Blush Crush

The after-effects of her orgasm have left her body malleable in my hands, allowing me to spread her legs and shove two fingers inside her before she’s even realized what’s happening.

“Cole!” she gasps, eyes blown wide as she watches me work my fingers in and out of her. “I can’t do another one.” Her back arches, legs falling further apart.

I think someone’s a dirty little liar. “You owe me two, and I’m a man who gets what he wants.”

My fingers curl inside her, pistoning in quick succession. Ariana fists the comforter, her hips bucking as her back curves off the bed like her body is possessed. Her eyes screw shut, her cries fractured by the chanting of my name. The moment I hit her G-spot, she screams wild and mindless, a gushing release squirting like a downpour after a drought—coating my fingers and stomach and chest. Dipping my head, I drop open my mouth to catch the stream of sweet liquid on the flat of my tongue.

I gather what I can, greedily drinking it down like the savage I’ve become. I’m a man obsessed and I’m not afraid to admit it.

“Oh my God,” she groans, muffled by a pillow as she stretches her stunningly naked body like a languid cat. Her smile is lazy and sated, eyes heavy-lidded and high off orgasms. If Iwas an artist, this is the image I’d paint but it’d never come close to the beauty of witnessing it in person.

She catches me staring, and for once isn’t the least bit bashful. Instead she lays on her side, head propped on an elbow, a coy little smirk playing on her lips.

She’s a fucking goddess, finally owning her power.

And I think if I don’t get inside her soon I might actually die.

Her hand reaches out to unfasten my slacks, but I catch it before she makes contact. “Not yet,” I say with a teasing tsk.

She presses her lips together, hiding a grin.

With one quick shove, my pants and briefs hit the floor, my eager cock springing free. I wrap my fist around the shaft, giving it a few strokes, before thumbing through pre-cum to coat myself.

Ariana watches me with rapt attention, licking her lips. If I thought I had a chance at lasting, I’d gladly fuck that pretty mouth. But right now, I’m too worked up, too consumed with the thought of being inside her.

Coming closer, I lean forward, hovering my body over hers. Her eyes fly up to meet mine, so full of trust I can physically feel my heart expand with the weight of this moment.

She nods, giving me silent permission to continue.

Even though we’re both slick from her releases, I swipe a finger down her center, testing her wetness. Her arousal is everywhere. On my body. Her body. The bed. Running down her thighs. She’s more than adequately soaked, but that doesn’t stop me from briefly sitting up to spit between her legs, working my saliva into her gloriously puffy pussy.

Her legs tip open more as she blows out a breath and my chest swells with anticipation. I finally have her underneath me and ready to be completely mine, yet I can’t help but feel nervous. I don’t give a fuck what that piece of shit boy thinks hegot from her when she clearly wasn’t ready. This is her first time. And I need to make it as good for her as possible.

With one hand around my cock lining up at her entrance, I use the other to gently cup her jaw, trailing my thumb across her cheekbone. “We can stop at any time, okay? It’s probably going to hurt a little, but I’ll go nice and slow.”

“I’m ready, Cole. I promise. Make me yours.”

I bend to kiss her, needing to feel connected to her before pushing in. It’s only when I slide my cock over the slick coating of her arousal that I realize I forgot something very crucial.

“Condom,” I force out. “I have a box in the truck.” What the hell was I thinking? I’ve never gone bare with someone. It’s too reckless.

I start to ease back, when her fingers dig into my shoulder, stopping me.

“I’m on the pill, you don’t need one.”

“Baby, you can’t let me fuck you raw. I’ve never not used a condom.”

The corner of her mouth twitches and I’m fucking weak for that little wicked smile she’s fighting. She wants me inside her bare. And now I’m even harder, thinking of taking her with nothing between us. Filling her with my cum. Watching it seep out of her pussy.

I’d love nothing more than to give her what I’ve never given anyone else.

“I want to feel you,” she says. “All of you.”

Her words send me over the edge, and I kiss her again, possessive and claiming, thrusting my tongue into her mouth. She’s right there with me, meeting me just as frenzied. We devour each other as I drag my cock across her wet pussy lips.

She moans into my mouth when I tease her by nudging just the tip in, only to pull it back out. I do it again and again, before circling her clit with the crown of my cock.

She makes whining, whimpering sounds, her frustration mounting. I want her needy and begging for relief.