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26 YEARS OLD
This is my first time seeing Ashley’s home. Although seeing might not be the correct word to use, since he is practically dragging me through it. From what my fast-scanning eyes can tell, it’s a nice place with a homey feel.
Ashley pulls me inside his bedroom. Within seconds, I’m nude, and my back is hitting the mattress with his warm body covering mine. I wrap my legs around him and squeeze him tightly against me. Our first time together comes to the forefront of my mind. He was so gentle, yet eager, with me, like he is now. Only he’s more confident, his movements more sure. When our eyes meet, there’s no uncertainty like before. There’s no guilt about if it’s wrong, because we both know, now, it’s right.
He pauses, giving me a chance to back out, but there’s no way in hell I would stop this. It’s finally our time. His fingertips gently graze the side of my cheek and down my throat, all the way to the dips of my breasts.
“You’re so beautiful.” He murmurs more to himself than telling me. His tongue slides out and wets his bottom lip. The action has my breaths coming out harder and faster. We gaze into each other’s eyes for a moment before he pushes deep inside me. I gasp and grip his shoulders as he continues to move above me. My eyelids flutter, desire making them heavy, but I want to watch him. I want to watch as he thrusts into me, look at the pleasure on his face. He lifts my leg up and picks up his pace as he drives into me.
“Ashley,” I cry out to him. This is so much better than before, and anything I’ve ever experienced. I can’t keep my eyes open any longer. I’m getting lost in him. Consumed with pleasure, I release a sigh.
“Oh God. The sounds you make. They’re driving me wild.” He swallows my next sound as his lips claim mine. Our tongues tangle and explore each other until he pulls back. His hips swivel, hitting me in spots I didn’t know existed. My body quivers as my hands become fists and toes curl.
“Ashley,” I repeat. “Ashley.” His eyes meet mine, and I melt. “You can call me Sugar. You can… call me… Su-gar. Right now…” I pause to catch my breath. “You can call me anything.”
A cocky smirk graces his face, but I let it slide, since he’s hitting all the right places. He runs the tip of his nose along mine. Then his lips tenderly touch mine once, twice, and on the third time, he applies more pressure. His tongue slides along the seam, seeking entrance. I part my lips and moan into his mouth. Long, slow kisses this time as his thrusts become more forceful.
Then his lips vanish, and he lifts my body up with his, sitting me on his lap, giving me control. I stare into his eyes as I move, our noses barely apart. I breathe in his woodsy scent, and my stomach flips. Arching my back, I move my hips in circular motions, achingly slow at first, taking my time at a lingering rhythm, and then I increase my speed, driving us both insane. When the intensity begins to become too much, I lean forward to wrap my arms around Ashley’s neck and pull our bodies flush together. His mouth claims my breast while I ride him vigorously. Beads of sweat trail down our bodies. I grab his hair and pull his head back to kiss him.
With a low moan, he flips us so that my back is against the mattress, and he is on top. “I love you,” he says.
Ashley King wouldn’t just tell someone that. He wouldn’t casually throw those words out, just like Adam did at the river. His eyes are so intense as he looks into mine. “I love you so much,” he says again, a slight tremble in his voice.
I swallow and squeeze him tighter inside me. “I love you.”
He powers into me, and I explode around him. He comes shortly after, then curls himself around me.
We must’ve dozed off, or that orgasm put us in a coma, because when I come to the room has darkened. I hear Ashley’s intake of breath and feel his chest rise against my back. A groggy groan follows. Smiling, I take his arm that’s holding me and rub my hand along it. “You’ve told me you love me twice today.”
“Well, I have waited eight years. I’ve got a lot of time to make up for.”
“That’s true.” We both do, but I don’t want to sour or dampen this moment. What I do instead is wiggle my ass against him, and draw out, “You do have a lot of lost time to make up for.”
“Time to do something else twice in one day.” He rolls on top of me and balances his body weight as he slides back between my legs.
