“I could never tire of staring at your pussy open and bared for me,” I say as I stand back up. I bend down and nip at her neck. She lets out a little breath that has my already hard cock straining against my pants. Our lips crash together as I unzip the top of her dress and slide the straps down until the top of it sits beneath her bra, then I yank her bra down, baring her tits. I knead them in my palms, growling against her mouth. God, it’s only been since this morning that I touched them, since I was inside her, but that’s too fucking long.
I pull away from her lips and take each of her tits in my mouth as she leans back on the dresser, wrapping her legs around me.
“Asher,” she whimpers.
I unbuckle my belt and unzip my pants. “Now, I dare you to take my cock in your cunt like a good girl, in my childhood room, and make all of my boyhood fantasies come true.”
I grab her by the hips and scoot her toward me, pulling her legs open wider. Her dress is now only around her torso, with the top pulled down and the bottom pushed up past her hips. Delicious. I shove inside her in one thrust, and she bites downon my shoulder to keep from crying out. I take deep breaths to calm my over-excited dick because good fucking hell, there is no better feeling than being seated inside her. I could live with my cock inside her and want for nothing else.
“Lean back and let me take you, baby.”
She puts her weight back on her arms, and I start moving, using my hands on her hips to help her move. I slam into her over and over, not caring that the wood of the dresser squeaks and groans with our movements. Not caring that my family is in the house a floor below. I’m so lost in the feel of her, at the sight of her tits bouncing as I take her, and the obscene sound of our pounding skin, to care. Ella is everything I want and fucking her in my childhood room is a fantasy come true.
“Asher,” she whispers. “Oh, god, yes.”
“That’s it, baby. Take it. This is why you’re perfect for me. A lady on the outside, but a whore in the bedroom. Do you like being my perfect little whore?”
“Yes,” she breathes. “For you. Only for you.”
“Fucking right. This cunt is mine. And I’ll take it when I want. And you’ll give it to me like my good little whore.”
“Yes.”
I’m so fucking turned on, I’m close. I press my thumb to her clit and bite down on her nipple. “Come for me.”
“I’m close.”
I press harder on her clit. She moans but bites her lip to keep the sound muted. “Come on, Ella. I want to feel you come on my cock.”
Seconds later, she comes with a gasp, biting down on her lip again to muffle the sound. I thrust two, three more times before I follow, spilling into her. I bury my face against her shoulder to keep my own cries at bay, and we move together until the last waves of our orgasms fade.
I straighten up and pull back from Ella, watching my cock slide out of her with indecent satisfaction. My cum oozes out ofher, running down her thighs and onto my old dresser. Ella gasps softly when she notices it, and when she looks at me, her green eyes still burn with lust and want, then her full lips part as she breathes heavily.
“We should clean that up,” she says.
“No. I hope it stains the wood. Nothing in this room has changed in the last seventeen years; it’s due for an update.”
I lift Ella off the dresser, making sure not to smear the cum, and toss her onto my bed. I grab some tissues that the housekeepers still stock in the room for reasons unknown and clean up Ella’s pussy.
“How thoughtful of you, Mr. Langford,” Ella purrs, smiling up at me.
“Oh, this isn’t altruism, Ms. Hale. This is purely selfish. Although, you’ll enjoy it, no doubt.”
I drop to my knees and pull Ella to the edge of the bed, wrapping her legs around my shoulders.
“You want to do that now? Your cum is still all over and inside me.”
I smile deviously. “I’ve never been one to want to taste cum. But tasting my own because it’s inside your pussy? I can get on board with that.”
“You’re insatiable.”
“You have no idea.”
I lower my head, take her cunt in my mouth, and feast on her like she’s my own personal goddess.
Because yes, I can fucking get on board with this.
How I’ll go without this for ten days on my business trip, I don’t know. I’m sorely tempted to kidnap Ella and take her with me. But I don’t think that would do me any favors. All I can hope for is that she misses me as much as I’ll no doubt miss her. Ella comes with another muffled shout, but her voice is drowned out as loud, furious knocks, bang on the door.
