Chapter 48 Asher
CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
ASHER
I’ve only ever made Hannah squirt one time before, and it was after almost an hour of edging, so it’s entirely possible that I am overestimating my abilities here.
But I saw someone at the club use one of these ribbed glass dildos on their sub recently, and it got her there in under a minute.
So I’m not counting myself out just yet.
“What do you think, Little Doe? Who do you think is going to get to fuck your virgin ass?”
She moans, dragging her eyes off Rowan to meet mine. I have the toy angled low and her hips high, meaning she can’t see the toy, but her head doesn’t even tilt that way.
She’s handing me all her trust and knowing I won’t let her fall.
My perfect girl.
“I’m already close,” she admits. “I thought I was going to come just from having both your hands on me.”
I hum thoughtfully. A spanking always gets her going, but after how hard she cried, I considered the fact that she may not be able to get out of her own head enough to let go. It seems my concerns were unwarranted, though.
“Better open that pretty mouth so we can get started. You can come anytime you want, Hannah.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
She allows her head to drop back, her hair falling over the edge and giving Rowan the perfect angle to fuck her mouth.
I drop my free hand to my throbbing cock, giving it a few quick pumps in the hope of getting some kind of relief. But let’s be honest. I’m not going to know relief until I’m balls deep inside my girl.
Rowan’s deep groan is all the confirmation I need that it’s time to start our little competition.
I press the glass toy against her entrance more firmly while using my other hand to slowly circle Hannah’s clit, dragging a long moan from her chest.
In my haste to get her in position, I never bothered to remove her panties, but they’re so flimsy that once I moved them aside, they stayed put.
Normally, I would spend more time teasing her, dragging out her pleasure, but I’m the one who set this competition in motion, and I fully intend on winning.
Pressing the toy through her wetness, she lets out another long moan as Rowan picks up his pace. At the end of the day, it doesn’t matter who wins, but we’re both competitive men, and when the prize is our girl’s ass?
Fuck yeah, we’re going to do everything in our power to win.