26. Maya
twenty-six
Maya
I open my eyes, face hot with embarrassment, and fully take him in. He sits beneath me, his white shirt soaked and showing his tattoos beneath it. His hair is disheveled and falling loosely around him, and his eyes pierce me, dark and waiting. I run my finger over his chest, tracing each muscle through his shirt. I trace the ink on his skin, and he watches my every move like a shark.
I bring my hand down, wrapping it around his cock once more, and shutter at the sheer size. I pump my hand gently up and down, and Asher throws his head back. His fingers dig into my ass, and I’m sure it will bruise.
“Asher,” I whisper his name in a soft moan. Every time his name leaves my lips, it feels like it was meant to be there. His body ripples underneath me as his name leaves my lips, and he grabs the back of my nape and forces me forward quickly before shoving his tongue into my mouth.
Everything inside me told me to submit to him, and he earned it. That he’s earned me , and I did just that. I parted my lips in obedience and allowed him to take advantage of me with his tongue.
I grabbed his cock, pushed it against the aching core between my thighs, and began to grind on it. Asher moaned loudly in response and shifted his hands to my hips to begin rolling them at a pace that pleased him the most.
“Do you really want me to use you, baby girl?” He looks at me, his breathing ragged and hot.
My head is foggy, and I begin to lose focus as the pleasure washes over my body.
“Say it,” he hisses out through his teeth. I bite my bottom lip with embarrassment, unable to say the words, and I turn my gaze away.
“I won’t ask again, Maya.” As my name whispers through the air, a shiver runs through me. His demeanor is sharp, and his tone is a promised warning.
“Please use me,” I whisper. I tightly shut my eyes, hoping it’ll save me.
I feel Asher’s fingers snake around my throat, and he lifts me up, slightly positioning the tip of his heat at my entrance, and my eyes fly open. I open my eyes and look at him; his gaze is needy and dripping with darkness. He suddenly grabs my wrist and forces my hand up to my breast.
“I want to watch you while I defile this fucking body of mine,” he watches as I grip my breast and roll my nipple between my fingers. His words nearly make me come right there, and I do as he says, molding and rolling my breast between my fingers.
Asher slowly begins to lower me onto his cock, and I feel myself splitting from the size. Every bit of me stretches to keep up with his girth, and I find myself panting and falling against his chest. Water ripples and splashes out of the bathtub, sending eucalyptus leaves onto the floor and excitingly making the candles dance.
I hold onto his shirt like it’s the last beacon of sanity that I have, and I feel, inch by inch, as Asher pushes me down onto his throbbing cock. With each inch that enters me, I find my dignity slipping further and further away from me. Asher finally stops inside of me, bottoming out, and I can feel his balls pulsing beneath me, against my ass. His body vibrates underneath me, taking in the feeling, and all I can do is feel the same. Asher lets his head fall back, panting heavily, and his chest heaves with power.
I continue to touch myself for him, and after a few moments of thought, I bring my other hand up to my throat and begin gripping tightly. Asher's eyes shoot at me, and he watches me like a hawk, memorizing how my fingers bruise the soft skin. A grin grows on his face, and he leans forward, sitting up straight and pulling me against his chest. His breathing is hot in my ear, and just his voice alone is enough to make me come undone instantly.
I want him to use me. I wanted him to feel good because of me. I’d never felt so submissive to a man before, never wanted to submit like this before. But it’s as if I was meant to be here with him.
Suddenly, the soft noise of a bottle cap clicked open, and I felt a thick sensation on my collarbone. Asher fists the honey bottle in his hand and brings his tongue to my collarbone, lapping the sweet nectar like a dog.
I moan in response, unable to control myself, and Asher brings his other hand up, placing it above my own on my neck, and squeezes. He pours a soft ribbon of honey over my breast before taking it into his mouth and cleaning it thoroughly. His grip around my neck tightens, and I can feel him twitching inside of me.
I try to roll my hips, and his hand around my neck shoots down to stop me. He grips my hip bone tightly, freezing me in place.
“No, little one. You’re gonna be daddy’s little cock warmer for now.” Asher whispers against my lips, and his breath smells like honey, driving my senses wild. “You want to be a good cock warmer for me, don’t you?”
“Please,” I beg. “Yes, Daddy.”
My body shutters and aches as I feel him twitching inside of me. I want nothing more than to roll my hips on his cock and pleasure him, but he holds me firm and continues to pour the golden honey over my body before tasting me deeply.
“Do not move, Maya. Do you understand me?” Asher kisses me. He twitches inside of me, and I moan into his lips.
“Yes.”
“Yes, what?”
Another twitch.
“Yes, Daddy,” I feel my core begin to heat up.
A breath racks through Asher, and he looks at me with lust poisoning his gaze. He tilts my head back, pulls my chin down, and opens my mouth. He smiles and pulls my tongue out of my mouth, holding it out and pouring a long ribbon of honey on it. He closes the bottle and drops it in the water, letting it float around before attacking my tongue and sucking the honey off the soft muscle.
Another twitch.
Asher hums in pleasure as his cock twitches lazily inside of me. And every time I went to roll my hips, his grip on my hipbone tightened, stopping me before I could even execute my plan.
Another twitch.
Asher continues to suck on my tongue. He reaches his hand down and begins circling his finger lightly over my asshole.
Another twitch.
He breaks the barrier, pushing inside up to the first knuckle, and I moan out into his mouth. He takes the opportunity to lick the honey off the corner of my mouth before taking control again and stealing my breath.
Another twitch.
I feel my mind begin to go crazy as if every ounce of me was losing sanity, and I feel him push inside of me up to the next knuckle. I panted heavily, not knowing what to do. I feel my pussy clamp down tightly, and Asher growls.
Another twitch.
Asher grabs the bottle of honey and pours it on his own tongue before dropping the bottle back into the water and holding his tongue out for me. I immediately understood and obeyed without a second thought. I suck on the flesh like it’s the only sustenance I’ve had in my life. His eyes never leave me as I kiss and suck on his tongue, doing my best to clean all of the honey off.
Asher’s breath hitches, and suddenly, he rolls my hips forward and sinks his knuckle in my ass a little further. I feel myself coming closer and closer to coming undone, and my core tightens painfully.
“Maya,” Asher says suddenly. He removes his hand from my neck and grabs my tongue out of my mouth, holding it out.
“Who does this sweet little fucking tongue belong to?" Asher rubs his thumb over the top of my tongue.
“You,” I answered to the best of my ability.
Another twitch.
He releases my tongue and moves his hand down to my throbbing pussy that’s impaled on his monstrous cock, and he circles his thumb over my clit in circles.
"And who does this sweet little pussy belong to?” Asher’s voice drops an octave and doesn’t break eye contact. He pulls his finger out before shoving it back into my ass, and I moan out louder.
“Yours, Daddy,” I gasp.
“Such a good little girl,” he whispers in my ear.
Another twitch.
And I feel my core begin to roll angrily against his grip, desperate for release.
“And who does this tight little asshole belong to?” He plunges a second finger into me suddenly, and I gasp out, clinging to the front of his shirt.
“Words, princess,” his voice comes.
“Yours,” I struggled out.
A wicked grin splits Asher’s face, and he suddenly slides his fingers out of my ass and grips my hips with both hands.
“Do you deserve it?” He asked me.
I look at him and immediately nod my head yes.
Asher chuckles to himself before lifting me up and slamming me down on his cock. My head falls back with pleasure, and Asher begins repeatedly plunging into me, bottoming out with each thrust.
Water splashes wildly out of the tub, spilling out of the bathroom and into the apartment. Candles dance wickedly around us, threatening to blow out at any moment, and the steam from the hot water whips and dances like excited snakes entranced by a song.
Asher pulls me forward and bites down on my shoulder, holding me in place. My core tightened up, and without warning, I clamped down on his cock cumming full force. Asher doesn’t slow and continues to pound into me, overstimulating me through the powerful orgasm.
I can feel his tip hitting my back wall with each thrust, and his balls slap wildly against me. Asher reaches a hand down and shoves his fingers back into my ass, pumping them wildly.
I feel my body go limp as the orgasm finally passes, and Asher continues to pound into me before his hips begin to stutter unevenly.
He bites down my shoulder harder and slams me down on his cock, splitting me fully, and I can feel myself becoming full as he unloads inside of me. I fall against his chest limply; all the strength has left my body. Asher releases my shoulder and hugs me close to him, and all I can do is lay there as his cock is still pulsing inside of me.
“You did so good for me, baby girl,” Asher whispers against my hair. He rubs his hand over the back of my head, soothing me as all I am is a panting mess on top of him. I watch as the bottle of honey floats lazily through the water. The small bear, smiling, just as it had before, had witnessed such sin.
My body jolts softly as I can feel Asher come down from his own orgasm, still shoved inside of me. He pulls his fingers out of my ass and wraps his arms around my waist.
“My dear,” Asher says suddenly. I look up at him, and he’s completely worn out.
“I think you’ve earned that tattoo,” he smiles at me sweetly, brings my face up to his, and kisses me deeply.