15. Asher
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Asher
T he sight of her falling around my hard cock was more than I could take. As her back sat flush against my chest. I was almost positive she could feel my heart about to explode.
I wanted to touch her. To defile her, to show her things that would make any other man blush at the thought. She was put on this earth and in my cursed life for a reason, and I'll be damned if I don't properly appreciate her.
I reached down and rolled her hips harder against my cock, bringing a finger and circling it over her clit. She reaches her hands behind my head, and her breast bounces as she slides her dripping cunt back and forth over my length.
Her moans filled the apartment, and the smell of her wrapped around me. I reach up and slide her shirt over her head, snapping her bra off and tossing them both to the floor. She looks back at me with uncertainty, biting her swollen lip, and I damn near go insane.
I reach a hand up to her throat, pull her back against me, and continue abusing her swollen clit. I begin peppering bites down her shoulder, occasionally sucking on the skin and leaving soft bruises. Each bite and nibble rewards me with a gasp from her sweet lips and sends fire straight to my cock.
Suddenly, she reaches a hand down and begins stroking me as she slides back and forth. My hips buck into her hands, and she smiles deviously.
"You fucking brat," I growl. I grab her hips, halting her, and she groans in protest and tries to move her hips. I grip her painfully hard, and all she does is smile.
"Did you ask?" I snapped at her.
She looks at me innocently in the mirror and shakes her head, "No." She bites her bottom lip and doesn't break eye contact.
This fucking woman makes me weak. She brings her hands down and rubs her thumb over the tip of my cock, and my body jolts with pleasure.
"Please," she begs sweetly; she turns her head to me and, from above me, opens her mouth, letting her tongue hang out. A small string of saliva falls from her tongue, and I open my mouth, catching it with my own. She tastes like honey and vanilla, all swirled together in one sinful fucking mix.
I grab her head and pull her into a kiss, my tongue taking control immediately, and a second later, I grab myself, aiming the tip of my cock at her begging entrance. She turns back to the mirror, shocked.
"Such a sloppy little thing, aren't you? I'm not even in you yet, and your pussy is reaching for me." I push the tip against her swollen hole. "Do you want Daddy to take care of you?"
She stares at me, hazy-eyed in the mirror, quickly nodding and biting her lip.
"Do you want Daddy to mark you from the inside?" I run my tongue up her jaw.
"Yes," she whimpers. She tries rolling her hips, and I grip her tightly, stopping her movements in their tracks.
I slowly begin to push inside of her. I watch as my hard cock stretches her- no, my pussy to its limits. She gasps and holds onto my arm tightly, her nails digging into my skin. Her, no, my pussy is squeezing me tight, almost forcing me out, and as I finally bottom out, I see a small trickle of blood sliding down my cock and over my balls.
Maya falls back against me, her body shaking and panting.
"Speak to me, baby girl," I whisper into her ear.
"Please," she begs.
I hum at her. "Use your words, baby. Do you want me to fuck this tight little pussy?" I graze my finger over her pulsing clit, and she jolts. I lean close to her ear, "I've decided. This pussy belongs to me."
"Asher," she whimpers.
"How does that sound, baby girl?"
"Please fuck me," her voice is barely audible and comes out in stutters.
"Where, little one?"
"Please fuck this pussy," she calls out.
I glanced down at her twitching pussy, already stretched to its limit. Her thigh-high stockings squeeze her thighs tightly, and her pussy is dripping onto the chair beneath us.
"Who's pussy is this?" I hum in her ear and flick her clit, almost featherlight.
"Yours," she calls out. Her voice is dripping with frustration.
I begin slowly pumping in and out of her, and my body shakes from the pleasure. I pick up pace, and my balls slap against her clit with every thrust. Maya is a moaning, limp mess on top of me, and I hold her in place with one hand on her hip and the other around her neck.
Maya moans, "Daddy," every few seconds. Sometimes, she’s not even able to finish the word. Each time the name escapes her mouth, I feel myself go a little more mad.
I reach a hand in front of her and begin flicking her clit softly, each movement sending a jolt through her body, causing her to tighten around me.
"Baby, don't take your eyes off that mirror," I growl.
She brings her vision back to the mirror, and suddenly, I bring her to sit forward. I slow my thrusts and bring my thumb to her mouth. She immediately begins sucking, getting my thumb slick, and I bring it down and begin circling her tight little asshole.
She looks at me, shocked, but the words don't escape her.
"Are you okay, my dear little thing?" I grip her chin between my fingers, rubbing my thumb over her bottom lip.
She nods her head.
"Words, Maya, use your words."
"Please," she says. She rolls her hips slightly on my cock, and I moan.
I trace my thumb over the puckered hole, pushing slightly inside every few rounds. Each time I break the barrier, she moans loudly. Suddenly, she reaches forward and takes my balls into her hands, rolling them.
I moan loudly and slip my thumb slowly inside of her. Her pussy clamps down hard like a vice, and I begin to slowly pump my thumb in and out of her. I bring my hand up to her hips and begin rolling her hips again, thrusting inside of her, then putting my thumb as far as it will go before bringing it all the way out.
I can feel Maya's core tightening, and she clings to my arm tightly. My hips begin to stutter, and I can feel myself getting close.
Maya stares in the mirror, not daring to look away.
"Please, I need-" her words are cut short as I slam myself into her, bottoming out once more.
"Need to what, little one? You have to tell me."
I begin pumping my thumb and cock faster inside of her, feeling myself only seconds from unloading inside of her.
"I need to cum," she stutters out. "Please."
I pump inside of her, bottoming out with each thrust before finally shoving her all the way down on my cock. She falls back against me as I pump my seed deep inside of her. Her body spasms, and she holds onto my arm tightly, never taking her eyes off the mirror. Cum spurts from between us and pools on the chair with her fluids beneath us.
I slowly begin pulling out of her, and Maya lays there against my chest, panting, her body occasionally twitching. After composing myself, I pick her up a moment later and lay her on her bed before grabbing a towel from the bathroom and returning to her.
"I can do it," she mumbles, sleep filling her voice.
I smack her hand away and push her back on her back down before spreading her legs and beginning to clean her off. Her panties were absolutely soaked and still pulled to the side, and her skirt had a large wet spot. I slide both off, leaving her in only her stockings.
"You did so good for me," I ran a hand over her thighs.
I place a gentle kiss on her pussy, and her body flinches at the pressure, still sensitive.
I finished cleaning her up, and she quickly dozed off. I covered her up with her blanket before taking my place on the floor at the end of the bed
"Asher," her small voice comes.
"Yes, my dear."
"Will you lay with me?"
I glanced over, and she reached her hand out to me. I smiled at her and stood up before joining her in bed.