Chapter 32
CHAPTER
THIRTY-TWO
Dawson
I groan at that just as Ambrosia opens her mouth for me, and I dive in, tasting her and loving the sweet taste of caramel from the coffees we got this morning.
As I lean her back, covering her body with mine, she tosses the nail clippers off the bed before sliding her fingers up the back of my neck.
I press my hips into hers, moaning into her mouth at the feel of her thighs squeezing my hips.
Her warm center welcomes the hardness of my cock, and I find myself moaning even more.
“Fuck, I love your body,” I mutter against her lips before sucking on her chin, then trailing kisses down her neck.
“I don’t think you realize.” Kiss. “How fucking good.” Kiss.
“It feels to have someone.” Kiss. “To talk to, who understands the way I think.” Kiss.
“I need you.” Kiss. “To know that you are my joy, heart-stopper.”
I drag my tongue down her throat, and she arches up into me, moaning my name. “You’re mine,” she cries out as I sit back to open her robe.
She’s naked underneath.
I’m drooling at this point. “Just a robe covering all this sweetness?”
She grins up at me as she unties the ribbon holding it together, exposing all her delicious curves and smooth skin. I drop my gaze between her legs to find her wet and glistening for me. When I meet her eyes, she gives me a coy grin. “Am I supposed to be wearing something under this robe?”
“Fuck no,” I mutter as I lean in to capture her nipple between my teeth.
Her little gasp is fuel to the fire that gathers in the pit of my stomach.
I suck then bite, before sucking hard again as she cries and squirms beneath me.
I move to her other nipple, doing the same and loving the little moans that leave her sweet lips.
I make my way down her sternum, licking around her belly button before I settle between her legs.
Her eyes never leave me, hooded and dark.
Her lips are swollen and parted as she breathes in and out.
I lick my lips and demand, “Open this pussy for me.”
She takes a deep breath before sliding her fingers down and opening herself for me.
Her black nails are a beautiful contrast to her slick heat.
My mouth waters at the sight of her clit, all swollen and begging to be sucked.
“I love your pussy, Ambrosia.” Before she can comment, I drop my mouth to her clit and suck it in earnest. I swirl my tongue around it, suck it, and then I flick my tongue quickly as she unravels for me.
She’s screaming my name, her thighs squeezing my head, when she comes the first time. I love how hard she comes, my name a grunt and a scream from her pretty mouth. Against her wet flesh, I declare, “I want to stay right here. Eating and sucking this pussy until you can’t think.”
“Please,” she begs.
“Do you know how important you are to me?”
She nods, her eyes wild. “I do. I really do.” I spread her wetness over her clit and then down to her back hole as she moans loudly. “I’m wild for you, Dawson.”
I kiss her stomach. “I know, Ro. So wild. You’re going to give me three more, aren’t you?”
She squeaks as I reach for the side table. “Three?”
“Yup, as I fuck you with this toy through two of them.” I take out the one with three branches, and she cries out.
“Dawson, I can’t. It’s too much.”
“You can.” We’ve played with her toys a lot, but this one always gets in her head for some reason. I’ve got an idea, and I think she’s going to love it. “You’re gonna come so pretty for me because you’re my girl, aren’t you, Ro?”
“Dawson,” she cries as I drag it through her slickness.
“Then you’re going to flip over and open those ass cheeks for me so I can make a mess of you, aren’t you?”
“Fuck. Yes, please.”
She loves when I masturbate for her, and I almost want to do just that. “Or maybe I’ll let you come on my cock.”
She whimpers as I continue to drag the toy through her wetness. “All. I want it all.”
“Then I’ll give it to you,” I promise as I push the first part that’s for her clit into her pussy.
Her face twists in confusion, but then her eyes widen when I press the second end into her ass.
“Breathe for me, baby.” Her eyes lock with mine, and I see nothing but trust in her sweet gaze.
I nod, and she draws in a deep breath as the head makes it past the tight ring of muscle in her ass. “That’s my girl.”
She whimpers as I turn on the toy, the vibrations making her eyes roll back. “Dawson.”
“Yes, Ro. I got you,” I say as I start to move the toy in and out of her.
The third arm moves along her ass, but I don’t think she minds it.
Especially when my mouth falls to her clit.
She cries out so loudly, I feel it in my balls as I suck her clit between my lips and continue to fuck her with the toy.
I go slow and deep as I watch her take everything I’m giving her.
She grabs hold of her ankles, pulling her legs back farther to give me all the access, and I wish I had a way to pause this moment.
She is so stunning.
All open for me.
Beyond stimulated.
And ready to come.
For me.
I pump the toy inside her as I increase the pressure of my tongue, flicking and sucking on her as she bucks underneath my mouth.
I know it’s a lot for her, all the sensations, but I’m feeling them too.
I love watching her come, I love making her feel good, and it’s out of my control to almost hump the bed just for some relief from the torture of watching her enjoy her pleasure.
When her second release hits, she mewls the sweetest little sound, her clit pulsating against my lip. I kiss the hood of her pussy but then meet her glazed gaze. “You can be louder than that.”
“Fuck, I can’t. It’s too much.”
“I want you screaming. I want to know you love it.”
“I do,” she insists. “I fucking do. It’s too much, Dawson, please. Just fuck me. I want your big cock inside me.”
I chuckle against her sweet flesh. “Flattery won’t get my cock in you.”
“No?” she challenges, her breathing crazy. “But you know I love your big ol’ cock, stretching me and filling me. I swear I can feel it in my chest when you fuck me. I want it, Dawson. Please.”
I groan against her flesh. “You’re playing dirty.”
I push the toy in deep, and her eyes roll back as she arches. Her chest heaves, her breasts fucking delectable as she pants my name. She lifts her head, her eyes colliding with mine. Then, like the little vixen she is, she bats her lashes at me. “I want to come on your cock, baby. Please.”
I look down at where I’m holding the toy deep inside her, the vibrations trailing up my arm.
Her pussy sucks the toy in, while her ass stretches over the second head, making my cock weep.
I wanted to make her come one more time like this, but I honestly don’t think I can last. I slowly pull out the toy and tell her, “Grab me a condom.”
But she doesn’t move. Only shakes her head.
I arch a brow. “What?”
“Fuck me,” she says softly. “Bare.”
“Ambrosia?” I ask, surprised. “Are you serious?”
We haven’t not used a condom since this started.
She has an IUD, and we made sure we were both healthy.
We made a date of it, going to get tested.
Afterward, we went to dinner and then go-kart riding.
It was a blast, but even when the report came back that all our tests were negative, we never discussed not using condoms.
“Yes,” she says softly. “I want to feel you bare.”
My hands start to shake, and it isn’t from the toy that’s still vibrating in my hand. I turn it off to buy myself a few more seconds before I throw it to the side of the bed. “That’s a big step.”
She nods. “Do you not want to take it with me?”
I want to take them all, but I don’t say that. No, because if I did, I’d admit the truth.
That I’m head over heels in love.
That I want her to be my first and last.
That I want to move in with her.
That, in my head, her name is Ambrosia Mercer-Sinclair.
That she is the mother of the children we will make if we decide to.
But we sure as hell are getting a dog together.
Or maybe a cat since we’re both busy.
Yeah, instead of saying all that, I take her by the back of her knees and drag her to me.
She cries out in surprise that turns into a moan when I notch my cock to her entrance and push in, filling her to the hilt.
I thought fucking her with a condom was the greatest thing since hitting the ice, but without a condom, the velvet slickness of her pussy swallowing my cock whole?
Yeah, nothing, and I mean nothing, is as good as this.
She squeezes me, and I’m a moaning mess in seconds.
I clench my eyes shut as I groan loudly, rolling my hips to go deeper before pulling out a bit to go back in for more.
I grip her thighs as I fuck her, and I get lost in all the feelings only she can give me.
“Fucking hell, Ro. You feel so fucking good.”
“Daw…Daw…Dawson, so, so good.”
I start to go hard, needing to be deeper and feel her come undone for me.
I watch as I disappear into her, her pussy wet and sucking me in with ease.
The sounds are lewd, but they’re my favorite.
Especially when each of my thrusts goes deeper, the sound of my thighs hitting hers mingling with our moans as we both chase that high.
A high only we can give each other. I feel her start to squeeze me, and I go a little faster.
“That’s it, Ro. Come on my cock. Come on. Go. Come for me.”
“Dawson—”
“Yeah, baby, scream my name and come on this cock. It’s yours. I’m yours. Come for me so I can fill you up.”
She arches, her breasts bouncing with each slam of my hips.
She feels so good, but when she comes, squeezing the hell out of me, I swear I’ve died and gone to heaven.
I fuck her through her orgasm, and mine follows faster than I expected.
I only get two good pumps before I’m coming so hard, I feel as if I black out.
I pulse inside her, filling her up with everything I have.
She pants beneath me before throwing an arm across her eyes and reaching for me with her other hand.
I cover her body with mine, and our noses press together as we fight for breath.
I kiss her top lip, then she kisses my bottom before we meet for a lazy, sweet kiss.
“So good,” she mutters against my lips.
“The best.”
She scoffs. “You have no frame of reference.”
“I don’t need it or want it. I just want you.”
Her eyes open slowly, still hooded as they hold mine. “I only want you too, Dawson. You know that, right?”
I feel this might be the moment. Surely she loves me. I mean, I feel it deep in my soul, so it must be real, yet I can’t bring myself to say it. I’ve practically begged this girl for her time, so she knows how I feel. I need her to tell me.
I fucking need her to love me.
I kiss her again. “I do.”
She smiles, stroking her fingers along my jaw.
I kiss her fingers, nipping the tips before I push up to look at where my come is leaking out of her onto the bed.
I pull out slowly, both of us hissing before I scoop up my come and push it back in.
She moans loudly, a shiver running up her body as her wanton gaze meets mine. “I want you full of me.”
She licks her lips. “Same.”
I nuzzle her cheek, my lips moving along her ear as I ask, “Did you like the ass play?”
We haven’t done much, only a finger here, a toy there, but she’s the one who asks me to do it.
I was all for it. I mean, her ass is a fucking trophy to behold, and I love making her scream.
She may be a little freaky-freak, but her cheeks redden a bit as she tells me, “Yeah, a lot. It felt so good.”
I groan in her ear, my cock throbbing between my legs. “Fuck, I want back in you.”
She giggles softly as she threads her fingers through the back of my hair. “Did you like it?”
I kiss her lobe then her jaw before licking her lips. “I just love making you come.”
She moves with me as I sit up, cupping my face and holding me close.
“It’s the best with you.” She kisses my nose, then my lips.
She glides her fingers along my lips, then my jaw, her eyes never straying from mine.
She makes me feel like I win a championship just by being hers.
Her eyes burn into mine, and I swear she’s going to utter the words.
“I’m gonna take a shower.”
I try not to be disappointed, but it’s hard.
My shoulders drop, but I quickly kiss her so she doesn’t see it. As our lips move, I know in my heart that she’ll love me one day.
I just wish that day were today.
It’s getting really hard not to tell her how fucking much I love her.
Hell, the girl has had me swallowing my pride from the top… Maybe I should just tell her.