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Sutton
My inhale was loud as he stared at the wet spot on my underwear. This man could look at me and I’d get wet. Seriously, we weren’t short on sex over the last few weeks but I couldn’t stop. Couldn’t get enough. I’d never been sex crazed like this before. I wanted him constantly.
“Have I mentioned how spot on I was with your nickname?” he asked as he slid my underwear down my legs, leaving them around my ankles. “So sweet.” His tongue darted out as he licked. I opened my legs to give him better access.
The man knew how to use his tongue and when his mouth was on me, I had a hard time forming coherent sentences.
Another lick as his fingers danced up my thighs, slowly, deliberately.
His tongue went to my entrance.
I tried to resist wiggling. All I wanted was more.
More pressure.
More of him.
“Quiet up there, sweetheart? That’s my job.” He gave me a wicked grin.
“It’s hard to think when you—” I gasped as one of his fingers plunged into me. His thumb went to my clit, tapping out a pattern while his finger moved in and out. “Feels so good,” I muttered.
My head dropped back as I rocked a little, trying to pull him in deeper. He must have realized I needed more because the next time he added a second finger. The pressure in my lower belly intensified, my breath picking up. “I fucking love this sound,” Asher muttered as the sound of my arousal and his fingers moving filled the air.
“Don’t stop. I’m so close.”
“Your wish is my command, baby.” His thumb applied more pressure. It was just what I needed to send me over the edge.
My orgasm crashed down on me. Asher’s fingers didn’t stop as I sagged against the back of the couch, a little impressed I was still holding myself up.
I opened my eyes. Asher was looking up at me with a smug expression on his face as he put the two fingers that had been inside me into his mouth. As he licked them clean, I was worried I was panting from the sight. I could see the hard bulge in his pants.
Even though I’d just come, I was ready for more. I always was with him. I pulled him up off the floor, and then his lips were on mine, meeting me as I put my hand behind his head and pulled him closer.
“Like the taste of your cum on my lips, Sutton?” he muttered against my mouth.
“Just like you.”
“Fuck, I can’t wait. I need to be inside you.” His hands were tangled in my hair as he cradled my face gently. “I want to see you bent over this couch.”
“I thought I could taste you this time.” I reached between us and grabbed his hard cock through his underwear, his whole body tense.
“I want that so much, but I might die if I don’t get inside you.”
“Sounding a little needy there, Grizzly.”
“For you.” He grabbed my shoulders and turned me around. He pushed me down, my ass in the air as I bent over the couch. “You can have me in your mouth another day.”
“Okay, because I want to swallow everything you can give me.” I looked at him over my shoulder, watching as he took off his boxers.
Even though I’d seen it a lot now, his cock still impressed me. It was long, thick, and veined, already dripping at the tip for me.
“Are you trying to make me finish?”
I smiled at him sheepishly. In all my previous relationships I’d never felt like I could ask for what I needed, but with Ash there was safety. I knew he’d never judge and would meet me where I needed him to.
“I’m going to make you come on my cock now, pretty girl. But I’m not going to finish because I don’t have a condom. I’m clean but if you’re not comfortable with that, I will sprint upstairs right now.”