Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 68243 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 341(@200wpm)___ 273(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68243 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 341(@200wpm)___ 273(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Ashe tossed a grin my way and picked up the box and walked it to the back door.
I watched her leave but come back in almost seconds later with her hands over her chest.
“I gotta go, Mom,” I said. “I’ll see you this weekend.”
“Okay, love you. Bye!” my mother chirped.
I didn’t reply as I shoved my phone into my pocket and walked up to Ashe.
“What is it?” I asked curtly.
She all but fell into my arms as she trembled.
“There was a man outside by the dumpster,” she shivered. “I scared him. He scared me. I think he was homeless and digging through our trash.”
I curled my arms around her shoulders and pulled her into my chest tight, not liking it that she was startled enough to be shaking.
“Do you want to call the police?” I asked.
She shook her head no.
“No,” she said. “I can handle it. It just scared the shit out of me, that’s all. You ready? If I spend too much more time here, I’m going to start playing with them.”
I laughed and wrapped my arm around her shoulder, guiding her outside.
Once we were out there, though, I kept an eye out for the man that’d scared her but saw nothing.
***
“Jesus…” Ashe breathed. “You’re so good at that.”
I gave one last lick of her pussy before trailing my tongue that still tasted of her all the way up her stomach, stopping when I reached her breast.
My eyes lingered on one nipple, noticing that it was a tad bit darker in color.
I frowned and circled the areola with one finger, grinning like the fool that I was when she hissed and arched toward me, wanting more.
“Feel good?” I questioned, momentarily forgetting that I was supposed to be conducting an experiment.
“Yes,” she whispered huskily. “Everything you do to me feels good.”
I grinned at her words, liking that she felt that way.
I adored the fact that all I had to do was lick the tip of her breast and she was squirming for another release.
I liked even more that she opened her legs up for me wide and grabbed me by the hair, ordering me without words to get on with what I’d started.
Smiling, I moved until my cock was situated between her thighs and rubbed, dragging my bare cock up the length of her exposed pussy.
I rocked it along the length of her, coating my cock in her juices, and loving the way we sounded together when I did.
She bit her lip, her breasts swaying with my movements, and I couldn’t stop myself from reaching up and palming one in my hand, giving it an experimental squeeze.
She hissed, her hips jerking, and my cock accidentally lodged at the tip of her entrance, making me groan.
Both of us froze as my cock head slid about a quarter of an inch inside, neither one of us moving a single finger.
Her nipple became harder in the palm of my hand, and I witnessed goosebumps break out all over her body.
It took every single ounce of willpower that I had not to forge my way inside. Not to fuck into her so hard that she felt me in the back of her throat.
In fact, the urge to do this was so fucking strong that I had to physically lock my body down to keep from moving.
And even then, another quarter of an inch slipped inside.
She moaned and raised her hips, causing her pussy to engulf even more of my cock.
I couldn’t move away, but I couldn’t make her stop.
Instead, I sat there and watched as she raised her hips up and down by using her heels planted in the bed on either side of my hips.
She fucked the tip of my cock—all that she could get due to the position—while watching the play of emotions roll over my face.
I closed my eyes and tried to pull away. Tried to tell myself this was wrong.
But when I did, Ashe used my momentum against me and rolled with me, using my superior focus to take advantage.
The moment I found myself on my back with my cock—my very bare cock—inside of her to the hilt, I couldn’t move.
Couldn’t speak.
Could only feel.
I hissed in a breath, unable to form one coherent thought.
Well, one I could.
That being: I’d never felt anything so perfect before in my life.
The feel of her heat surrounding me like a gloved, heated fist? Paired with her wetness? Then the way she pulsed around me?
“Oh, God,” I breathed. “Oh, God.”
Ashe had done nothing but sit there, with my cock buried deep inside of her.
Her eyes were closed, and a look of pure bliss had overtaken her face.
“Sweet baby Jesus,” she breathed. “This feels like everything.”
I knew exactly what she meant.
She tightened her muscles again, causing me to curse and reach for her hips. Not to push her away or anything, but to bring her even closer. To force her to stay exactly where she was, and not move a single goddamn muscle.