Chapter 12 #2
It must be enough for now, because she cries out, palming her tit, and mashing her clit against my nose as she rides my face, and I lose the ability to breathe.
I don’t know what the fuck my hands have been doing all this time, but now they join the party, one palming the globe of her arse, the other gripping her hip to push her harder against my face.
Lily starts gyrating faster over me, grinding, mashing, fucking, and a few moments later her body convulses, her back arching and head thrown back, her copper hair flicking out with the action.
As she comes, riding her orgasm, warm wet heat gushes into my mouth and over my chin, and instead of releasing her, I start sucking on her opening, drawing as much of her juice out as I can.
“Asher,” she squeaks, her hands batting at mine clamped on her hip, trying to get me to release her. “Christ. Stop!”
She tumbles forward, breaking my seal on her cunt before she tries to scramble away.
I don’t let her get far. No fucking way am I letting her go now.
Something shifted in Lily tonight. It was there when she came home, and yes, I know she was drunk, but even so, I’m not letting her get away from me.
No, tonight I’m going to claim her and show her how good we can be together. Once she sees that, she won’t want to let me go.
Snagging her legs, I flip her over on the floor and crawl up her body as she gasps.
“I’m going to fuck you now, Lily.”
She doesn’t protest, but she also doesn’t speak. Her blue eyes wide with lust and a hint of uncertainty.
“I’m not using protection either, so please tell me you’re on birth control.”
A laugh bubbles out of her then, and she slaps her hand over her mouth like it shocked her.
I raise a single brow, eyeing her warily, waiting for her to stop laughing, and when she notices my serious expression, she snaps her mouth shut and nods.
“Birth control is all taken care of,” she admits, and I relax, almost expecting her to fight me on this.
“I’m clean,” I rasp, leaning in closer to brush some copper strays off her brow. “I’ve never fucked anyone bare. Are you clean?”
Again, she nods. “Yes.”
“Are you sure?” I ask, and she frowns.
“Yes, I fucking am. I’m careful, Asher, and I get regular check-ups.”
I grin at her anger. I fucking love riling her up.
“Good, because I’m going to sink my cock inside you now, and I’m going to fill you with my cum.”
She moans breathlessly and her legs part a fraction more, letting me settle closer to her heat.
“How do you like to be fucked?” I ask, and it’s clear my question has shocked her as her head dips and her cheeks pinken like she’s fucking shy.
She’s a contradiction at times, one moment having all the confidence in the world, and the next, becoming timid. I just know it has to do with her ex-husband and the way he controlled her for so long.
“Lily.” I lean closer, nipping at her puffy lips. “How do you like it?”
“I don’t know,” she whispers. “This may come as a surprise, but I don’t have that much experience. Fuckhead only liked it one way. The other few I’ve been with were… okay.”
I frown. “Alex only liked it one way?” I ask, and when she nods, I continue. “Which way?”
“Missionary.” Her cheeks flush again, her eyes cast down like she’s embarrassed to look at me, and I pull back to get a better look at her face.
“Every time?”
“Just about,” she admits quietly, and all of a sudden, I have the urge to hunt down Alexander Bennett and beat the life out of him.
“Then we definitely won’t do that,” I declare. “What about the other few? How did they like it?”
“Does it really matter?” Lily asks, her tone snarky.
“Fuck yes, it matters. They should’ve worshipped you, Lil. Tell me so I can fix their fuckups.”
A small grin tugs at the corner of her lips.
“One preferred standing up. He liked doing it against a wall the most. Another liked me on top, but it never felt that good for me. Another just liked sixty-niners. Every time.”
“Jesus. Who the hell have you been fucking?”
She shakes her head. “Not the right guys.”
I smirk. “Well, now you will be fucking the right guy. I want you to tell me when you don’t like something. I don’t want you to worry about my pleasure. I just want you to take from me.”
Her brows shoot up and she shakes her head. “I can’t do that.”
“Yes, you fucking can, and you will. Just like you just did.” I push up off the floor, offering my hand. “Trust me when I say, anything I do with you, I will enjoy, but not unless you’re enjoying it, too.”
Eyeing my hand, she nods before taking it, letting me pull her up.
“Let’s start in the bedroom.” I grin before leaning in and gripping her arse, lifting her against me.
A squeak escapes her, but she wraps her legs around me, pressing her heat right over the fabric of my shorts where my cock stiffens even more, and as I walk carrying her, I nibble on her ear and neck, my hands working on peeling off her green lace top as we go.
By the time I get to her bedroom, I’m tugging the top over her head and working on her bra, as Lily’s fingers dig into my shoulders, hanging on.
My heart is thrashing in my chest as I come to terms that this is really fucking happening. I’m scared shitless that I’m dreaming, but fuck it, if I am, I hope I never wake up.
Laying her out on her bed, I toss the bra somewhere over my head, and finally rake my gaze over her completely naked, creamy skin, splayed out before me.
Fuck, she really is a goddess.
“You’re fucking stunning,” I admit as I grip her hips and drag her arse to the edge of the bed.
“Put this under your arse.” I snatch up one of her pillows, and her brows shoot up.
“What do we need that for?”
“Trust me, Lil.” I nudge her hips, and she does as I ask, lifting her hips higher and helping me to position the pillow under her.
She’s quieter than I’d like right now. I wanted her animal to be here with me, but it’s obvious that it retreats quickly. If it weren’t for her lust-drunk gaze and the way her eyes rake over me as I strip out of my clothes, then I’d be worried she isn’t into this.
“You ready?” I lift a questioning brow as I grip her legs, hooking them over my elbows, and spread her wide.
She nods eagerly, her cheeks flushing again with a pretty blush as her eyes land on my straining cock. I make the thing jerk, and a small giggle escapes her before I wrap my hand around my shaft and give it a pump.
“You want this?”
“Yes.” She nods, her eyes darting from my face to my cock.
“You want it in here?” Leaning closer, I run my tip over her moist folds, and she spreads her legs wider.
“Yes,” she breathes on a moan, and I grin.
Oh yes. My Lily is hungry.
This time when I run my tip along her folds, I start to press in, and she whimpers, opening right up for me as I slowly sink into her heat.
My eyes dart between her cunt and her blue orbs as she accepts me in, part of me sure I must be fucking dreaming.
“Fuuuuck, Lily,” I pant, focusing on where my cock disappears inside her.
“Asher,” she moans loudly, her lids fluttering shut as I ease out and surge back in.
I could demand she keep them open, but the last thing I want to do is distract her. I want her to be totally consumed by how this feels. Once she accepts that this thing between us is really happening, then I’ll ask more of her.
We moan in unison as our bodies mould together like they were made for each other, and with the way her hips are raised up off the bed by the pillow under her arse, I know I’m stroking all the best places for her.
“Shit. Oh my God.” Her eyes fly open to meet mine again as I thrust faster. “That feels sooo…” Her eyes roll back as I thrust again.
I pick up my pace, hoping I’m following the right cues her body is displaying, wanting to make sure she is fully satisfied. The only way this is good for the both of us is through communication.
“I’m gonna go faster,” I pant, gripping her hips. “Tell me if you want me to slow down.”
Nodding, she bites her lip, and I shift my pace from fast to pounding, my shaft sinking all the way in until I’m balls deep each time.
Lily cries out, her back arching even as she tries to push back harder into each of my thrusts. Picking up on her desire for harder, that’s what I give her.
She’s lost instantly.
She has no control over her hips anymore as I control her legs and my thrusts. Lily palms her tits, which are jiggling with every thrust, and she rolls her nipples so absentmindedly, I have to wonder if she realises she’s doing it.
Right now, she’s in another place, and that’s okay, as long as I’m the one to take her there.
I feel her walls tightening around my cock with each piston, her cries coming faster as she starts to come, her climax slamming into her hard.
Her scream is guttural and fucking erotic as the hot silky heat of her cunt grips my cock, sending me over the edge with her, milking me, my cum jetting deep inside her.
Fuuuuuck.
If I died right now. I’d die a happy man.
“Asher,” she breathes as I come down from my high, her ocean gaze locking with mine.
“Yeah?” I pant, trying to catch my breath, and when she speaks again, I swear I’m instantly hard again.
“What other depraved things can we do?”