Chapter 22
WAR
I t rocks my body to feel her coming apart under my mouth with the tip of my finger in her asshole.
The silky skin of her calf rubs the back of my shoulder, and I devour her flesh like the carnivore I am.
Below the waist though, I’m hard as stone and aching.
My cock wants in on the action. Right now.
When her spasms slow and her panting breath returns to normal, I rise to enjoy the sight of her flushed body. The girl has never looked more gorgeous, and it’s my turn.
I yank the drawer of the bedside chest open and pull a bottle of lube from it. She’s tight, and I’m hung like a bull. If I want to fuck her more than once tonight, I can’t have her rubbed raw on the first go.
After rolling a XXL condom on and coating it with extra lubricant, I spill some on my fingers and massage her opening. She’s slick with her own juices, which will help. Nothing better than pussy cream when it comes to greasing the ride.
When I breach her opening with my cock’s head, I don’t get far before she sucks in a breath and rises up on her elbows to look at me .
“That kind of hurts.”
“Always does at first. You’ll get used to it.” When I push deeper, her breath catches and her palm shoots out to press against my pec.
“I haven’t done this much…” Her nails dig in as she tries to push me back. “And by much, I mean at all with an actual male human.”
That stops me for a second. A fucking virgin? A girl as beautiful as she is? One who’s had steady boyfriends?
“You’re kidding?”
“No.” She licks her lips and gives me a pained look. “I’m not.” Blowing a strand of hair from her eyes, the girl shrugs. “I’ve, um, tried some things. Sex toys to see if I liked them.” She moves experimentally. “They weren’t your size.”
“It’s all right. Girl bodies stretch. Works for sex and reproduction. Lie back.”
“You should know…” Licking her lips again, she studies me. “If I get hurt, I’ll die of embarrassment and shame long before I resort to visiting a hospital. So, if you want me alive tomorrow, be careful.” With that, she drops onto her back, takes a deep breath and stares at the ceiling.
There’s a playful cuteness to her that’s hard to resist in its own right. I wouldn’t like it from anyone else, but Ashling is different. Special.
So, I’m careful. At first.
Moving inside her slowly, I stretch her walls until I fill her completely. There’s tension in her body, and she maintains a death grip on my forearms as I draw back and plunge forward. Taking her lip between her teeth, she bites down, but what she doesn’t do is tell me to stop.
Lowering my upper body, I whisper in her ear, “Try to relax, so you can enjoy the feel of a man inside you.”
Her fingers tighten, as if in warning, but then loosen their grip .
“Good girl.” I kiss her jaw. “Now unclench your inner thighs.” When I raise my head, I find her eyes closed and lips parted.
After a beat, her legs relax, easing apart, opening for me. There’s nothing my body enjoys more than surrender.
“Just like that,” I murmur against her lips before kissing her.
Her tongue strokes mine, and her hands slide up so her fingers can trace my triceps. Enjoying this kind of intimacy is unusual for me. But I do, so I savor it.
As I set a steady rhythm, I watch her beautiful face and clock her body’s response. The wariness leaves her by degrees and finally disappears. Her hands move to my chest, delicate fingers gliding over my muscles.
I’m not rough, but I’m relentless, driving deep into her body until it stops me.
And every time, I hit that spot, it sends a jolt of pleasure through me.
Her pretty tits shake from the force of the thrusts, the pink nipples tight pebbles.
I slow long enough to suck on them. She smells like chestnut body wash and girl musk, clean and natural.
Not one for heavy perfumes, she’s made it an easy pleasure for me to bury my face in her hair and neck as I fuck her, curling around her body, stretching her out like a bow string so I get access to all the spots I want.
“Fuck, this feels good,” I whisper.
My pulling completely out causes her sky blue eyes to open. “Wait, are you done? Because…”
“You were starting to enjoy it?” I ask.
She nods.
“Not done.” I move to the side and flip her over. Her ass is as white as marble within her long faded summer tan lines. There are no marks from the spanking I gave her. Kind of a shame, even though leaving my mark wasn’t the plan. I’m gonna ease her into kink slowly.
“If you’re good and do what you’re told, I’ll make you come again.”
Looking over her shoulder at me suspiciously, she says, “Depends. ”
My brow cocks. “Does it?”
“Will it hurt?”
“Shouldn’t.”
“Okay then.” She nods for emphasis. “Tell me what to do.”
It’s tough to wrap my mind around how much I’m enjoying this girl. She is like no one I’ve ever been with. Equal parts innocence and fearlessness. Curiosity and sass. It’s like a bottle of vodka with a chaser of vanilla cream.
“Raise your ass by bending your knees under your hips.”
“Wow. Is this gonna turn into porn?”
“I’m not filming us, so no.”
She moves into position, at first onto her hands and knees.
“Lower your forehead to the mattress and brace yourself. When I thrust, you push back against me.”
Ashling nods, her face a mask of determination.
There’s no way she’ll be strong enough to make this work without help, but I’m prepared for that. I loop my arm under her and cup her sex, so my palm is over her clit and my fingertips edge her pretty pink hole. When I enter her, I drive her down onto my hand.
Her low groan causes me to smirk.
“Did you forget your job, baby doll? Push back.”
“Right,” she says on an exhale. “Go again.”
“No need to tell me that. Again and again and again is the plan.” Gripping her firmly, I pull back and drive forward. This time she meets me partway.
“Oh, God,” she gasps.
“Ready?”
“Yes. Definitely.”
With my arm helping to anchor her, so she doesn’t just plunge forward to the top of the mattress and the wall, we start to fuck for real.
Even though she’s not that strong, the feeling of her driving back onto my cock is so fucking good it’s mind-blowing.
I could go all night this way, but when she starts making keening noises I know she’s gonna come again, and I want in on it.
I go harder, driving her down until she’s prone and can’t move.
Then I fuck her hard and slow, grinding her clit into my hand.
When she comes, she squeezes my cock in a vise grip, making my balls blow like a volcano.
It’s the best vanilla sex I’ve ever had. I can’t imagine what sex mixed with kink will feel like with this girl. Might change my mind about there being a heaven.
When I peel my body off hers so she can stretch out her limbs, she uncurls and then collapses facedown.
As she speaks, her voice is muffled. “I’m gonna say something, War, but I don’t want you to take it the wrong way.”
I exhale a small laugh. “You could rob me blind and hit me with a pipe right now, and I wouldn’t care. Say anything. It won’t make me mad.”
She turns her head to look at me, amusement playing at the corners of her mouth. She’s too pretty really. As though a toy maker manufactured her.
“You’re very good at sex.”
“And?”
“But that doesn’t mean I’ve decided to let you live.”
That does make me laugh. “Well, you know where I kicked your gun. Go get it, Doc Holliday.”
With a pleased smirk, she whispers, “I’m your huckleberry.” After a wink, she sobers and says, “Be serious.” When she says the last, she sounds a lot like C. Or me, for that matter.
With a roll onto her side, she leans close enough to press her rose petal lips against my shoulder muscle. A tidal wave of sensations runs through my body. I like having her lips on me. A lot.
“I wouldn’t choose here as the place to end you.” Her tone is feather light, like her next kiss. “Too messy. I’d get caught.”
When I realize she’s still talking about killing me as she kisses me, I frown.
“Girl.” My tone is a warning.
“But,” she continues, fearless till the bloody end. “Before you go all brutal again, you should remember… I can get as many ghost guns as I want.” She licks the vein coursing over my bicep. “And I know where you live.”
For fuck’s sake. This girl.
Psycho sunshine, she truly is.