Chapter 30
Chapter Thirty
Asher
“ B ut if we’re doing this, you need a safe word.”
Julie scoffs. “Seriously Asher? This isn’t hardcore kink. I can tell you what I like and don’t like.”
“Seriously, Juliette. If you’re giving me control, you need to have a way to take it back if you’re not feeling safe.”
She just rolls her eyes. “I’m a grown woman. I’m perfectly capable of saying no. Or stop.”
I grip her chin and force her to keep her eyes on me. “Baby, I want to toss you onto that bed over there and play with your pussy until you beg. Then I want to slide inside you and fuck you until you come so hard you don’t remember your name. I want to wring so many orgasms out of your body that you’re begging me to stop. Before this night is over, you’re going to fucking beg .”
I see the pulse flutter in her throat and my own words have me as hard as a rock—right on the edge and I’ve barely even touched her. “I want to do all of those things more than I want to take my next breath. But to do that, I need you to have a way to tell me when you’ve had enough. I would die before I hurt you or make you feel unsafe. Pick a safe word.”
She huffs out a breath. “Fine. Gavel.”
I give her a wry look.
“What? I’ve always wanted to be a judge.”
She puts a hand on her waist and pops out a hip, her blonde waves streaming over her naked breasts. The image is so hot I almost have to grip my cock to get it to calm the fuck down.
“So now that I have a safe word, should I call you daddy?”
Her sass has me snorting out a laugh. Sex—or almost sex I guess—has never been this fun with anyone before.
“Nah, but you can call me Ash. It does something to me when you do.”
She grins at me. “Good to know. Can we get on with it now?”
“Oh, we most definitely can.”
I reach behind me and drag off my shirt, tossing it onto the growing pile of clothes. Julie runs her fingers over my tattoo, and I let her for a few seconds before I pick her up. She lets out a little gasp as I stalk over to the dresser and drop her on top of it. Then I dig into my suitcase and find the box of condoms I stashed there and toss it onto the bed so I don’t have to go looking for it later.
“What made you think you would get so lucky you would need a whole box of condoms?”
I turn and Julie is grinning at me from her perch on the dresser. With her naked tits and long blonde waves, she looks like some kind of erotic mermaid. I walk slowly back to stand in front of her. Running a hand over her shoulder, down her sternum between her breasts, I let it linger low on her stomach.
“Like I told you before. A little luck and unwavering persistence. And look where that’s gotten me. I’m the luckiest fucking guy in the world. ”
I kiss her hard and then, moving fast, I curl my fingers into the waistband of her leggings, dragging them down. Pressing a hand down on the dresser, she lifts her hips, and I pull them all the way off, dropping them on the floor. With a hand on each knee, I push her legs apart and run a single finger lightly over the thin fabric covering her pussy. She sucks in a breath and tilts her hips, trying to get closer.
Keeping my eyes locked on hers, I strip off her thong, pushing her legs even wider apart so I can stand between them. I grip her chin with one hand and run my other hand up and down her inner thigh.
“Fuck. Touch me. Please,” she gasps out.
“Uh uh, Juliette. I’m in charge, remember? You’ll take what I give you.”
I wrap one hand around the back of her neck and pull her mouth to mine. She opens for me immediately. She tastes like the hot chocolate we drank on the porch and something that is so completely Julie that it makes my head spin. With our mouths locked together, I slowly run a hand up her inner thigh one last time, swiping through her slit and pushing one finger inside. I use my thumb to circle her clit and she moans against my mouth, lifting her hips to meet my fingers. I keep rubbing my thumb around her clit, and when I feel her tightening around me, I pull my hand away and she lets out a whimper, chasing my hand with her hips.
She hasn’t seen anything yet.
I drop to my knees in front of her. Curling my arms around her thighs, I slide her closer to the edge of the dresser, and I put a foot on each of my shoulders so she is completely bared to me. Staring down at me, she deliberately takes the foot off my right shoulder and props it on the dresser instead. And that wordless care for my injured shoulder has my chest tightening with love for her, even as she is spread out for me to devour .
Dipping my head, I give her one long lick from asshole to clit, and she lets out a low moan that has me leaking inside my boxer briefs. Then I dive in, flattening my tongue and laying it over her clit, swiping back and forth while I slide two fingers inside her, pumping them in and out, curling them to hit the spot that I know will have her seeing stars. And I know I get it right when her hips shoot up to meet my thrusts. I lay my free arm across her hips, holding her down while I feast on her, knowing that not being able to move against me is going to frustrate the shit out of her. Sucking her clit into my mouth, I flick my tongue over it as I tap that spot inside her.
“Shit, Ash,” she moans. “That feels so good. Don’t stop.”
When I add a third finger, she moans so loudly that I would worry about other guests hearing her if I cared about that. But I don’t. Let them all hear her. Let them all hear how she falls apart for me. Only me.
“Look at me, Juliette.”
She glances down at me, her eyes hazy with pleasure. I hold eye contact while I suck her clit, hard, and push my fingers in as deep as I can. Her inner walls start to tighten up on my fingers almost immediately. I give it another second until she’s just about to fall over the edge before I pull away from her.
She sobs out a breath. “No, fuck. I was so close.”
I smirk at her. “I know.”
Rising to my feet, I lift her off the dresser and sit her on the bed. Taking her face in both of my hands I kiss her, letting her taste herself. And I know she likes it when she licks into my mouth, groaning against me, her hips lifting to fuck the air, searching for friction.
Her hand sneaks down between her legs and I clasp it in one of mine before she can touch herself.
“Don’t you fucking dare, Juliette. I’m the only one who is making you come tonight. ”
“Well then fucking do it.”
I grab her face in both of my hands, bringing our foreheads together. “Oh, I will. But you’re going to do something for me too.”
She grips my forearms in both hands.
“And what’s that?”
“You’re going to suck my cock while I eat your pussy until you come so hard every person in this house hears you screaming my name. Then I’m going to suck your clit until you come again. And afterwards I’ll slide into you and fuck you until you soak my cock and I come so deep inside you that you’ll feel me for days.”
She inhales sharply, and I watch her carefully for any sign that this makes her uncomfortable, but all I see is a mixture of curiosity and lust that has my cock jerking in my briefs.
“On your back, Juliette. Hang your head off the bed.”
She does what I ask, and I shove my boxer briefs down, my dick springing out, long and hard. I lean down so my head is level with hers. “If it gets to be too much, tap my leg twice, okay? I’ll stop right away.” She nods.
“Good. Now open that mouth so I can feed you this cock and watch it disappear between those pretty lips.” She does what I ask, and I slide the tip of my cock into her mouth, almost coming at the pleasure that shoots up my spine and the image of my dick disappearing between her lips while her head hangs upside down. “You’re doing so well, Juliette. Swallow me down, baby, while I get my mouth on you.”
Locking my knees to keep them from shaking at how good it feels to have her tongue swirling around the head of my cock, I lean over and pull her legs up so they’re bent. Wrapping my arms around her thighs, I cover her entire pussy with my mouth, fucking my tongue into her before latching onto her clit and sucking hard, flicking in steady strokes. She moans around my dick, and the vibrations almost have me combusting. I won’t last much longer, but I’m not coming anywhere but inside her.
With my mouth still around her clit, I slide three fingers inside her, curling them at the same time as I suck, and she comes, hard. Her moan is low and long, her muscles contracting as she soaks my face and fingers. While I slow my strokes and lick up her release, she takes my cock into her throat, gagging around me, and the pressure is so intense that I feel a low tingle of my impending orgasm at the base on my spine. I stand straight up, pulling my cock out of Julie’s mouth and spinning her around on the bed, dropping to my knees again in front of her.
“You’re going to give me one more.”
Julie’s entire body is flushed from her orgasm, her chest heaving. I can’t even believe she’s real and she’s mine. “I can’t. I’ve never come more than once. Until you I’ve never even come once. There’s no way.”
“You can and you will.”
I don’t let her answer, just dive back down between her legs, sucking her clit right into my mouth and shoving two fingers back inside her. I don’t edge her this time. When she falls back on her elbows and her hips jolt up to grind herself on my face, I let her take her pleasure. When she reaches down and tangles her fingers in my hair, yanking my face closer to her, I groan against her clit, and I know she feels it because she arches her back while she moans and lets out a string of unintelligible words. And when she gasps out, “Ash, I’m so close. Please don’t stop,” I alternate between flicking her clit with my tongue and sucking it between my lips, and that shoves her over the edge. She comes on a scream, and it’s my name that falls from her lips while she simultaneously pulls her sensitive clit away from my mouth and grinds closer to ride out her orgasm.
When she slides back onto the bed, spent, I grab a condom from the box I tossed there earlier and tear it open with my teeth, rolling it on before settling between Julie’s legs. I slide my cock against her center, nudging her clit with my tip and she gasps, lifting her hips to meet me. I do it again and again until her chest is heaving, her breath coming out in sobs.
“Please, Ash.”
“Please what?”
“Inside me. Please get inside me.”
“Eyes on me, Juliette. Look at me while I make you mine.”
She locks eyes with me. “I already am yours.”
My heart rolls over inside my chest. “Once I slide inside you, there’s no going back.”
She grabs my hair with both of her hands, holding my head in place. “There never was.”
I drop my head, kissing her deeply as I hitch one of her legs up over my hip, and she wraps her arms around my neck. Notching my cock at her entrance, I slowly slide inside her, and our moans mingle together. She’s drenched from her back-to-back orgasms, but she is still so tight around me that I have to grit my teeth to keep from blowing too early. Julie cants her hips up, taking me even deeper as my lips travel from her mouth to her cheek, down her jaw to graze at the sensitive skin at her throat. When our hips press firmly together, I pause, needing a second to get a grip on my frayed control.
Julie wraps both her legs around me, lifting her hips, grinding her clit against my pelvis, and even that little move has me right on the edge.
“Move, Asher. I need you to move. Now.”
I pull out almost to the tip and then slide back in, angling my stroke so it hits her in all the right places. The noise she makes is a mixture between a moan and a groan, and it’s so damn hot watching her unravel for me.
“Fuck, Juliette, you feel so good. Nothing has ever felt as good as your tight pussy squeezing my cock. We fit perfectly. It’s like you were made just for me.”
“I think maybe I was,” she whispers, lifting her head to kiss me. Deepening the kiss, I start to move, keeping my strokes slow and steady. Julie’s hips rise to meet me thrust for thrust. The sounds she makes will play on repeat in my head for the rest of my life. A bead of sweat rolls down her collarbone, and I lean down to lick it up, trailing my tongue up her neck and nipping at her earlobe, sucking it into my mouth to sooth the bite.
“Oh god, Asher. Oh fuck. It’s so good. I’m going to come again. I’m so close.”
“You want to come, Juliette? You need it?”
“Yes. Please. God,” she moans out as I grind myself against her clit.
“Then Let. Me. Hear. You. Beg.” I punctuate each word with a quick thrust of my hips, and Julie whimpers and writhes underneath me, locking her ankles behind my back and pressing her heels into me while she tightens her arms around my neck.
“Please, Ash,” she sobs out. “It’s too much. I can’t…I need… fuck . Fuck me, please. Fast. Hard. Please, please let me come.”
“It would be my pleasure, Juliette.”
I speed up my strokes. My vision is starting to blur, the pleasure overwhelming. Knowing I won’t last much longer, wanting to give her what she needs, I take one of her hands from around my neck, lacing my fingers with hers and pressing our joined hands into the bed over her head. I sweep my other arm under her back, holding her firmly against me as I thrust once, twice, three times before she convulses wildly underneath me, screaming out my name as she comes. My hips jerking out of rhythm, I pound into her twice more before I come, dropping my head to Julie’s neck and groaning as I pour into the condom.
I slow my hips until we both come down before lifting my head and sealing my mouth over Julie’s, letting my kiss say all the things that I can’t say out loud. It says I love you and I need you and please and forever and always, and never have I wanted to say words more in my life, but right now isn’t about me. It’s about her.
And she has gone quiet on me.
Gathering her close, I pull out and lift her into my arms, carrying her straight to the bathroom. I don’t put her down as I get rid of the condom and flip on the shower. When the water warms up, I step in with her, only putting her down once we’re under the hot spray. I pull her into my arms, wrapping one arm around her waist and tangling the other hand in the back of her hair, holding her against me and murmuring into her ear.
“You did so well, baby. You’re amazing. I’m so fucking proud of you. Thank you for letting go for me. I know that’s not easy for you.”
As I continue to talk quietly to her, I feel her start to shake, and when I look down, tears are streaming down her face. My heart clenches, watching her fall apart under the cascading water, and I wrap her up even tighter, gliding my hand up and down her back as she presses her face to my shoulder.
“Let it all out, Juliette. It’s okay. You’re safe with me. Always and no matter what. You can talk to me about it or not talk. Either way, I’m here and I’m not going anywhere.”
When her tears slow, she stands back, and I spin us so she’s under the warm water. “I’m sorry...that was so weird. Like, who cries after sex, right? Especially amazing, best I ever had sex.”
I take one of her hands in mine and lift it to my mouth, kissing her knuckles. “It’s the adrenaline leaving your body. That was intense for you. I knew it would be. That’s why I gave you a safe word, in case it got to be too much.”
“I wish I could use that safe word right now,” she mutters.
I laugh, relieved she seems to be back.
“Amazing, best you ever had sex, huh?”
“Tamp down that ego, Hot Shot. It’s not like I have so much to compare it to.”
“And you never will,” I shoot back.
She stares and me and starts to laugh.
“What?”
“You just got all growly.”
“I did not.” Shit, did I ?
“You did, but it’s okay. It was kind of sexy. I didn’t know you could also be possessive Asher.”
I never have been before, but Julie brings out a whole side of me I didn’t know existed.
“Only for you, Juliette. Now let’s get clean and get into bed,” I say, reaching for the shampoo and lathering up her hair.