Seemingly spurred on by my voice, Ash released his cock and dropped to all fours between my legs. Thinking he was going to cover me with his body again, I raised my arms several inches off the bed to bring him as close to me as possible.
“I’ll be up there in just a second, sweetheart. But there’s something I need to do first.”
With those words, he moved to lean on his forearms, sliding his legs flat on the bed like he’d been lying before.This time, he was a foot lower on my body, and his face was directly above the hard pole that pulsed with the need to get closer to him.
“ Can you keep your eyes on me, sweetheart?” He waited for me to nod before continuing. “I just want to see those beautiful green eyes knowing it’s me that’s touching you.”
As soon as he finished the last word of his sentence, Ash swooped down, pushed his nose into the right crease of muscle under my hipbone, and started licking and sucking at the junction of my groin and leg.
The position had the added effect of his scruff brushing against the tender skin of my balls.
“Ash!” I rasped out his name, overwhelmed by sensation.
After a few more slurping, messy kisses into the crease of my groin, he mouthed his way upward, nipping my hipbone, rubbing his nose, lips, and chin through my pubic hair on a deep inhale, before treating the left side of my groin to the same hot, wet kisses as the right.
Every time he shifted microscopically toward my dick before giving me a wink and resuming the kisses to the surrounding sensitive skin, the ache for him to put his mouth on me deepened until I became a wide chasm of need.
“Ash. Please. Please. Please.” I chanted the word, my voice rough from the frantic breaths sawing in and out of my lungs.
“I love when you say my name. Especially with you laid out like the best dessert on the planet. All for me, hmm?”
He teased the question as if he didn’t already know how huge it was for us to be here together, like this.
“So, it seems like you want me to do something about this very pretty cock?” Ash asked conversationally, as if his lips weren’t less than two inches from the base of the cock in question.
Without waiting for my reply, which was good because I was busy trying to keep from drooling over his hotness, he brought his hand up to take hold of my iron-hard length. Angling my dick toward his mouth, he brought the deeply flushed, engorged head to his lips.
But instead of taking the head into his mouth, Ash pushed out his tongue, sweeping it deeply into my slit while clenching the base in a vase grip.
The nerves in my balls were hosting a combined Victoria and Canada Day fireworks show. A million little flames shot up my dick toward Ash’s mouth, begging to release the cum building up beneath his fist.
A series of deep clenches in my dick, balls, and asshole had me letting out a yell, thrusting up as my ass muscles flexed hard.
Ash responded by spreading his bent arms over my legs so that his elbows and powerful biceps could hold me in place.
The only direction I could move was to open my legs a few inches wider to allow Ash to press his chest closer to my ass and balls.
He must have found what he was looking for as I writhed beneath him because he let out a low “mmm” sound that vibrated the tip of my dick before taking the full head into his mouth without warning.
I choked out a series of nonsense sounds and half-words as the wet heat of his mouth encased my hard flesh, and his tongue joined in the action by rubbing sensuously just underneath the flare of the head.
Gripping the jumble of sheets and blanket on each side of me, I watched, transfixed, as Ash took my dick deeper into his mouth until it met his hand. Releasing the hand holding my dick, he flattened it against my pelvis. He positioned his fingers so they were spread wide over my groin, and the base of my dick was cradled in the curve between his thumb and pointer finger.
“Ash, you don’t have to. . .” I panted, not wanting him to think he had to blow me, even if it might cause me physical pain if he decided to stop.
His response was to take me deeper until my thick mushroom head pushed against the opening to his throat.
Then he freakinghummed, before setting a mind-melting pace of suctioning his cheeks as he pulled back to my tip before driving me deep to press against his throat.
Over and over, Ash sucked my length all the way up and all the way down.
It was messy and so fucking hot. His ministrations had saliva dripping down over my sac, onto my taint, before trickling drop by drop into my butt crack.
Never before had I been so aware of all the erogenous zones I possessed. And here was Ash treating so many of them to a sensory experience like no other.
The fireworks show in my dick and deep in my balls hadleveledup to the combined explosions of every single New Year’s celebration in the world all at once.
“Seriously, I’m going to come if you keep going,” I warned.
