And Ihurthim.
“I think so.” He walked carefully over to me. I held out the bottle of bourbon, but his lips quirked in a small, pained smile. “You look like you need that more than I do.”
“Yeah. Fuck it.” I unscrewed the cap and took a small swig. I wasn’t exactly accustomed to drinking bourbon straight from the bottle, so my whole body kinda convulsed and I gagged a bit as it went down. “Shit, that’s strong.”
“Don’t think I’ve ever heard you swear so much.” Ashley held his hand out for the bottle and I passed it to him.
“How bad is it, really?”
He took a swig from the bottle like a pro, no awkward gagging or convulsing at all, then set it aside on the bedside table. “It’s not bad.”
“I’m so sorry, Ashley. I caught my ring on your piercing and then I thought I hurt you and… I guess I freaked out.”
“It’s okay. Really.”
I smiled, tentatively. “I guess that was a first, huh?”
“Yeah. Definite first.” He tried to smile again but it just looked pained. I noticed he wasn’t sitting down.
The moment was ruined, obviously.
But he looked me over, slowly. There was heat in his gaze, still. I would’ve been thrilled to have his eyes on me like that, especially considering I was partly undressed and what I was wearing was crazy sexy—if I wasn’t so mortified. “Should I go?”
“What? Fuck, no.” He moved to sit next to me, slowly and carefully.
We sat there awkwardly, side-by-side. At least, I felt awkward. He was probably just quietly managing his pain.
To confirm that, he took another swig of the bourbon.
Shit.
He offered the bottle to me, but I shook my head. “Maybe it’s better this way?” I suggested. “You know, get to know each other a little more, instead of jumping right into the sex…?”
He looked at me, and though his expression was a little weary with pain, his blue eyes blazed with heat. “Fuck that,” he growled.
Then he kissed me.
He kissed his way down my neck, then down my chest, and stripped off my bra as I panted in appreciation.
He scooped up my breasts with his hands and fed them to his mouth, sucking on one nipple and then the other, flicking the ball of his piercing over them and making me gasp.Fuck, that was good… I just let him do it, my whole body tightening in anticipation as I gripped the bedspread, kind of afraid to touch him again.
Then he pushed me back on the bed. He peeled off my leggings and knelt over me in his underwear.
I looked up at him, my pulse throbbing though my body and my panties soaking wet, as he looked down at me with that heat in his eyes.
Then he leaned down and kept kissing me. Mouth, face, body. He worked his way gradually down, peeling off my panties as he went.
I was pretty much trembling with need. I couldn’t even imagine the ecstasy of his mouth on my pussy…
As soon as I was naked beneath him, he went down on me.
And… oooh,God.
I’d never, ever had oral sex likethis.
It wasn’t just the adeptness of his tongue or the delicious things he did with it. It wasn’t just the way he alternated between kisses and soft licks, then sucked on me until my eyes rolled back in my head.
It wasn’t just his piercing and the way he swirled it around my clit, teasing me with it and torturing me with the unexpected hard smoothness of it.
