“Well, you should. It’s the truth.”
“Sorry, wifey. Not buyin’ it. Especially when just this morning, you chanted over and over again how much you love me.”
“That doesn’t count. You had your dick in me when I did that. I'll say just about anything when that particular appendage is involved.”
“Is that right?” He stepped even closer into the cradle of her thighs, until there was no space between them, and pressed his aching erection against the seam of her jeans. “And how about now? I promise the appendage in question will be involved. So, what do you say?”
A beat of silence passed. Then two…three. And finally, she gripped his T-shirt in her fists and yanked him toward her until their lips touched. “Fine. Yes. Fuck me already.”
She didn't let him respond before she fused their mouths together, her tongue sweeping inside to slide against his. He groaned into the kiss as he palmed her ass, tugging her harder against his cock, desperate to feel every inch of her even though it’d been mere hours since he last had. That didn’t matter when it came to Nat. From the very first time they’d slept together, he’d become insatiable for her.
She wrapped her legs around his hips and hooked her ankles at the small of his back, using the leverage to rock against him and drive him out of his damn mind. He could feel the heat of her pussy even through her jeans, and he somehow grew impossibly harder at the knowledge of how aroused she was. Him singing may turn Nat on, but her reaction to it, seeing her like this—completely and utterly ravenous for him—absolutely turned him inside out.
While Nat’s sex drive was always pretty high, she became wild with need on nights like this. He was all too pleased to assist in any way he could. Plus, knowing that there was no need for any sort of discretion since the kids were staying over at her parents’ tonight only cranked him even higher.
Nat slipped her hands under his T-shirt, her nails scraping the clenched muscles of his abs, and pushed it up over his chest. She pulled back only enough to say, “Off.”
He chuckled under his breath but reached back and grabbed the neck of his shirt to remove it and toss it aside. He did the same for hers, immediately unhooking her bra as soon as the barrier of her top was no longer in the way. And then he descended on those tight little buds that had been taunting him all night, sucking one deeply into his mouth and reveling in her reaction.
Nat threaded her fingers through his hair as she tossed her head back on a moan. “God, Asher,” she said, rocking her pussy against the ridge of his cock and making him lose his goddamn mind. “I need you inside me.”
He groaned around her flesh, working the button of her jeans while he focused on getting her as hot as possible with just his mouth on her tits. “Not yet. Gotta make sure you're ready, so I can slide nice and deep.”
She breathed out a laugh and pushed him away just far enough so she could slide off the counter and shimmy out of her jeans. It wasn't even two seconds later before she hopped back up, her legs spread as all that pink glistened for him. “I'm ready.”
With fervor, she fumbled with the fly of his jeans as he slid his fingers along the inside of her thigh, groaning when his flesh met her wetness. “Fuck me, your pussy’s soaked.”
“Told you.”
“Did me singin’ get you this hot? Listenin’ and knowin’ every single word’s about you?”
“You know it does.” She shoved the front of his boxer briefs down until his cock sprang free, and she wrapped her fingers around it, gripping firmly. “You didn't play fair, knowin’ damn well what that song was gonna do to me.”
His lips kicked up on one side. “I'd tell you I'm sorry, but when this is the outcome, I can't say I have very much remorse.”
Their groans mixed in the space between them as Nat held his cock in her palm and swiped the head through her slit, flicking it back and forth against her swollen clit.
“Fuck,” he breathed, staring into the space between them as she slid his length lower and tilted her hips enough to take an inch of him inside. A growl rumbled from somewhere deep in Asher's chest as he fought the urge to plow forward. Thrust into her without restraint and fuck her until he came deep inside. But he needed to get ahold of himself. She already had him so worked up that if he didn't put a leash on his control, this was going to be over barely before it even began.
With a groan and more willpower than he thought he possessed, he pulled his hips back, slid out from inside her, and dropped to his knees, bringing his face level with her pussy.
“No,” she said, the single syllable stretched out into more like three. “I want you inside menow.”
“Shut up and let me enjoy my favorite meal.” He turned his head toward her leg, sinking his teeth into the soft flesh of her inner thigh and smiling when she yelped in response.
Then she moaned as he swiped his tongue through her slit, her hesitation and desire to have him driving deep gone in a blink. She gripped his hair, her hips lifting off the counter to rock against his face as she sought her release. He's suctioned his mouth over her, reveling in her taste and the evidence of her arousal for him. The proof that she was as desperate for him as he always was for her.
He wrapped one arm around her hips, tugging her as close to the edge of the counter as he could, while he worked two fingers of his other hand into her pussy and groaned at the ease with which they slipped inside. He flicked his tongue rapidly against her clit, knowing it wouldn’t take long until she came—not when she was this worked up.
Christ. Maybe this hadn't been such a good idea. Because as she squeezed her thighs tight against his ears, her back bowed, tight nipples pointed to the ceiling as she breathed, “Oh fuck, I'm comin’ already,” it only shoved him that much closer to the edge, as well. Everything in her body went taught before she broke, her pussy spasming around his fingers as she rode out her orgasm against his mouth.
She hadn't even caught her breath before he stood, pulled her off the counter, and spun her around. He curved his chest along her back as he bent her over the counter, their eyes connected in the mirror. “Love when you come in my mouth,” he said against her ear, dragging the head of his erection through her slit. “Almost as much as I love feelin’ you come on my cock. How about you gimme both tonight?”
And then he slammed into her in one fluid thrust, sinking deep all the way to the root. Nat’s mouth dropped open on a silent scream, her eyes growing hazy as she reached behind her, gripping any part of him she could while he drove them both out of their minds.
“Ash,” she breathed, her lips parted on panting breaths.
He didn't know where to look. Couldn't decide which he loved most—her upturned ass, pink pussy lips stretching around his cock as he disappeared inside her over and over again, her tits as they bounced with each thrust, or her feral eyes as she claimed him with a look that screamedmine.
