This man. That mouth. Shit.
“You want me to take care of you baby?” He gazes down at me, fully clothed while I am a horny mess. I am exactly where I want to be I decide as I nod. “Then open that pretty mouth,”
I do as I am told and open wide, never dropping eye contact as he holds my head where he wants me, and rubs his length, chest heaving as he chases his release.
“Keep it in your mouth until I say so,” He gets out before grunting and shuddering as his come fills my mouth.
“uhmmm,” his jaw clenches. “You look so perfectly mine,” He lowers down before me, hand coming to my throat lightly holding. “Now swallow,”
And I do.
His hand moving with my throat as his come slides down it. The action so filthy, but only ends up flooding my thong with more arousal.
Then he slams his mouth on me, clearly not bothered about tasting himself in the process.
One minute I am on my knees, the next, I am slammed up against his closed bedroom door as he rips the rest of my dress off, pulling my thong down trailing kisses across my stomach. I am now stood naked, all apart from my black stilettos, that I go to slide off.
“Keep them on,’ he says against my hip, my head hitting the door on a groan as he lowers before me.
“You don’t understand how long I have wanted to taste this pussy,” He runs his forefinger through my folds, and I buck against him. I need more.
He chuckles.
“Patience baby,” He lifts one leg and puts it over his shoulder. “We have all night. And I plan on savouring every second of it,” He starts kissing up my thigh, almost reaching my centre but pulling away last minute.
“Please,” I whisper.
“Please what?” He grins as his hand trails up my other thigh.
“Please Asher,”
“Tell me what you need,”
“You know exactly what I need,” I huff.
“I want to hear you say it,” His lips hover over my clit, his breath tickling my core. “I want you to beg,”
I look down at him, his beautiful face half lit up by the moonlight the other darkened like a demon. I can’t help but think if he was here to dragme to hell, I would happily go with him. I think I would go with him anywhere at his point.
“Please make me come Asher,” I whimper.
Then his mouth is on me, tongue swiping through my folds as I grind and moan. He groans against my pussy, the vibration adding to all the sensations. As he picks up the pace, circling my clit, two of his fingers enter me. The sudden intrusion pushing me higher and higher, the peak almost in reach. His fingers thrust in and out, hitting the special spot inside that has me seeing stars. “Play with those perfect tits of yours,” He murmurs with his mouth on me. I grip and roll my nipple with one hand and the other reaches out to grab his hair, pulling him impossibly closer to me. I roll my hips as he finger fucks me and the slow build is almost painful.
“That’s it baby, you’re almost there. Come in my mouth.”
That’s all it takes to make me shatter.
And come in his mouth is exactly what I do.
TWENTY SEVEN
ASHER
Whatever the opposite of a fever dream is, then that’s what I think I am experiencing right now. I have never been hit with feelings this intense before, a surreal night but the most real I have ever felt at the same time. Yet, unlike a fever dream, I am in a state of euphoria.
Ruella just drained me with her delightful mouth, but here I am hard as a rock again from her drenching my face as her leg shakes around my shoulder.
“I think my legs have turned to jelly,” Ruella laughs as I lower her stiletto to the ground, voice husky sending a jolt to my balls.
