Chapter 9 Asher #2
“I need a condom,” I said, but she reached between us, and I felt my eyes start to cross as she carefully guided my cock to her entrance. Shit! I was so close I could feel her heat and wet warmth against the head like a kiss.
“I have an IUD,” she shared. “I’m clean. I haven’t had sex in… a while. A long while.” Her cheeks brightened, and my nose flared.
“I’m clean,” I rasped, unable to say more than two words.
The heat of her against my bare flesh was too much of a temptation.
I couldn’t resist, and the thick crown of my cock pushed against her little hole.
The fucking monster between my legs had a mind of its own and wanted to get right inside her.
“I’m clean. I haven’t… in a year.” I swallowed.
“A year?” Her lips twitched. “That’s a long time.”
“Busy working,” I strained through my teeth. “How long for you?”
“Is it crazy to say I can’t remember anyone before you?” she asked sweetly while her hand brushed against my jaw.
“Now, who’s the charmer?” I chuckled, trying to focus on not pushing right in and saying fuck to having this conversation. But I couldn’t. Not when the smile she gave me should have hit me the way it did.
It felt like a gift.
Genuine and heartfelt.
“I don’t want anything between us.” Her voice was soft yet confident as her legs wrapped around my waist.
“You sure? I can pull out.” Please don’t ask me to pull out. Please let me cum inside of you, a voice inside my head begged.
“I don’t want you to.” The heels of her feet dug into the small of my waist and pushed me in a little closer.
“Ember,” I groaned against her lips. I couldn’t stop this.
Not when she was all but pleading for it.
The head of my cock dipped inside of her.
It was maybe an inch, an inch and a half, but it felt like heaven.
I could have died right then and there. The feeling was exquisite.
Tight velvet warmth wrapped around me, and it threatened to push me to the edge.
“Please, daddy,” she pleaded so fucking beautifully I felt my balls tighten. She needed to stop talking, or else this whole thing would end before we really got started. Shit, I’d never been a one-pump chump, yet here I was, not even a quarter the way inside her, about to lose my nut.
“I don’t think I could ever say no to you,” I mumbled, pushing my hips forward, forcing my eyes to stay on hers.
They widened into big pools of the most beautiful waters I wanted to float in. She tightened around me, and my toes curled.
“You feel so good,” she moaned.
“Shit, baby.” I pulled back and thrust forward, unable to say a goddamn word. Not when she felt so damn good.
Again. And again.
Each time, I sunk in a little deeper but not the whole way in.
I was teasing the both of us for some godforsaken reason.
Everything inside of me was yelling at my body to thrust forward, lodge my cock in balls deep, and jackhammer into her body like a fucking animal in heat until we were both a sweaty, panting mess.
But I couldn’t.
I staved off the animalistic need, biting the inside of my cheek and taking a deep breath, reminding myself I needed to make this good for her.
She was mine.
Not just for the night or the duration of the storm but forever. I knew it in the marrow of my bones.
Ember Thomas, my princess, was made for me. I could feel it. She owned all of me, heart and soul. All in less than twelve hours after meeting.
“Oh…” she cried out when I bottomed out, her head hitting the pillow. “You’re so big, thick, you—“
“Shit! Did I hurt you?” I stayed still. I’d bottomed out inside of her too quickly. She shook her head against the pillow. The blonde, almost white strands danced against the hunter-green bedding. The contrast reminded me of gold in a forest.
“No, you… you’re stretching me. It feels good.” She lifted her hips, making me slide in deeper, and my lips touched hers in a soul-searing kiss.
The heels of her feet pressed harder against the small of my back. The sensation of her tightness gripping me, enveloping me, was too much. But it was her next little cries that drew me completely over the edge. “Daddy, I need you.”
This time, I didn’t stop.
My hips worked back and forth as sweat started to slick our skin. I made damn sure every time I bottomed out inside of her, I pressed my pubic bone against her clit for extra pressure.
“Daddy! Daddy! Shit!” she cried out. My mouth moved from hers, and I buried my face in the crook of her neck.
“You like that, little girl, don’t you?” I panted. “You like daddy taking you deep. Hard. Claiming you.”
“Yes!”
“You want my cum inside you, don’t you?”
“Daddy. Oh!” she squeaked, her breathing heavy. Our lips hovered over one another’s. Her pussy started to pulse around me, milking me deeper.
“Princess, I’m gonna flood this tight little magic pussy. Fucking hell.” I lifted my head, and we stared at one another.
“Oh god!” she groaned. Her nails dug into the muscles of my shoulders. The bite of pain danced with pleasure, giving me just what I needed to not nut too quickly.
“Baby, just like that. Love how this little body feels around me. Fuck, Ember. You’re fucking perfect and mine. All mine.”
“Yours, all yours,” she panted, agreeing easily. “Love me,” she said, lost in the moment as we both raced towards our orgasms. “Love me, daddy.”
“Fuck, I do. I do. Love you, little girl.” My hips picked up speed, erratically thrusting in and out. “Love you, Ember,” I groaned, licking her neck before lifting my head to look into her eyes.
Fuck, this was getting outta hand. Not that I regretted telling her I loved her. Fuck, no. I just didn’t want her to think it was because of the heat of the moment.
“Love you so much, Em,” I groaned.
“Please, daddy… so close.”
“I got you, princess. I got you.” I rolled us over without losing the connection to her body. My hands rose and cupped her breasts.
“Oh, daddy!” she whimpered.
“Tell me you’re mine,” I grunted as we fell into sync. Our bodies hot and slick, I held her face in place, my fingers tangling in her sweat-dampened hair.
“Daddy…”
“Tell me. Tell me,” I growled, gritting through my teeth, needing to hear her tell me that. “Tell me who owns this pretty princess pussy? Tell me whom you belong to.”
“You. You, Asher.” Her voice cracked, and my lips crushed to hers.
Hard and demanding. Punishing. Our kiss didn’t stop until our lungs burned and we were forced to pull away. Her blue eyes were on mine as I toyed with her body and stared into her eyes. I could feel just how close she was.
“I’m, I’m—“
“Come for me, princess. Show daddy how much you love him. Gush all over this cock that’s just for you.”
“I’m close, just… I don’t know if I can,” she whimpered, but I knew she could. My woman could do anything she set her mind to.
“You can come for me, princess. Do it. Make daddy proud and come all over his cock,” I rasped. And just like the good girl she was, Ember did as she was told and came.
Hard.
Her muscles spasmed and clenched around me, pulling me in deeper, milking my cock so tightly it was almost painful. Exquisite pleasure pulsed through me, and there was no holding back as I spilled my own release into her sweet body, her name a groaned cry on my tongue.
Exhausted, Ember’s body draped over mine without losing me as the aftershocks of the most incredible, mind-shattering orgasm washed through me.
“Fuck,” I cursed breathlessly. I cupped the back of her head, holding her close to me. “Jesus, princess…” I said, and she glanced up at me. My cock, still not any less hard than it had been, pulsed inside of her as the last of my seed dripped into her.
“That was…” she started to say and then smiled. “Wow.”
“Yeah.” I smiled. Something in her eyes flashed, and I knew she was thinking about what I’d said. “I love you,” I repeated.
“You don’t have to—“ she started to say. “You don’t have to say that.” Ember nervously shook her head, but my hand moved up and stroked the side of her face. Without overthinking, because it was quickly becoming second nature for her, my princess leaned into my touch.
“I meant it,” I said fiercely. “I don’t expect you to say it back yet, but I need you to know where I am and how I feel.”
“Love, though… that’s a little crazy, Ash.”
“It’s the craziest thing I’ve ever done in my life,” I agreed. “I’m not sure how it happened, but between the grocery store and that first kiss… you stole my heart, Ember.”
“We don’t know each other. Not really.” I could feel the panic start to grow inside of her, so I pulled back just a smidge. Pressing my mouth to hers, kissing her until she was melting back into my body and her hips started to work again.
I might not get the words back, but I didn’t care.
Not when her body showed me just how much she loved and trusted me as we went racing for the finish line all over again.