50. Chapter Fifty
Chapter Fifty
Ash
A sh loves being teased. Loves to have him draw out her orgasms, wring them from her body. It’s so good that way, it feels almost ethereal. But right now she wants to get off.
He dives in, that’s the only word for it.
He licks a broad stripe up her whole pussy, putting pressure on her clit.
She moans loudly. When he does it again and again, she begins to shake.
She can feel the broad swipes of his tongue hurdle her towards her orgasm.
When he sucks on her clit, and she can feel the sharp delight of teeth, she’s done for.
Legs shaking uncontrollably as she orgasms.
It takes her a long time to come down. He works her through it.
Continuing to focus solely on her clit so that she can feel.
Her nerves feel on fire, not just in her vagina but her whole body.
She shivers from the overstimulation but doesn’t push him away.
She lets him keep going, sucking and licking fast strokes over her clit. She wants to come again.
He speeds up, small quick licks on her clit till she can barely hold her legs up, they’re shaking so badly.
She pushes her pussy down on his face. His mustache is scratchy in the best way.
The hairs of his mustache provide extra stimulation on her clit while the rest of his face lights up all of the nerves in her sensitive area.
It’s almost too much. She almost can’t take so much pleasure and pushes him away. But she grips the sheets as tight as she can and forces her legs to stay up and open. She’s dripping with how wet he’s made her. She can feel it smeared all over her inner thighs and down the crack of her ass.
His thumb finds her opening and pushes inside. It’s not enough to make her come from that alone, but with his thumb combined with the stimulation to her clit she’s close, and he’s just started on her second orgasm.
“I need your fingers, Raif, more Raif. Please-”
She’s halfway through incoherently begging when he slides two fingers inside her and crooks them, hitting her G-spot.
He rubs it, massages it while he continues the fast strokes of his tongue on her clit.
She grips her knees, pulls them apart as wide as she can.
She feels impossibly open like this, and still it’s not enough.
Raif pulls his face back, and she can feel air across her clit, making her shiver.
He works his fingers inside her, two becoming three.
She can feel the stretch of three fingers, it doesn’t hurt, but it’s there, so much sensation.
He works at her G-spot. Crooking his fingers and pulling outwards, milking it.
She’s going to come, there’s the telltale tingle in her spine, the warmth building in her belly.
Her legs shake uncontrollably, tremors wracking her body.
She’s panting so fast she’s surprised she can even get oxygen in her lungs.
Just when she thinks her orgasm will overtake her, he buries his head back between her legs and sucks hard on her clit.
That’s all it takes, and she’s coming. She feels a surge of wetness coming out and knows she’s coated his face with her orgasm.
It goes on and on. She’s silent, not breathing, not moaning, mouth open as the seconds tick by.
He continues his assault, licking, rubbing, massaging.
It must be a minute before her orgasm starts to dissipate, and when she finally takes a breath in, there’s black spots in her vision.
“Fuck.”
It’s all she can say. He presses a soft kiss to her clit and raises his head. His face and mustache are indeed covered with her juices. She’s never squirted before, not like that. It was the most incredible orgasm she’s ever had, and the love of her life gave it to her.
He’s got a big smile on his face like he knows exactly how incredible her orgasm was.
“Come here big guy.”
She grasps his shoulders and pulls him up. He kisses up her body along the way till they’re kissing. She can taste herself on him, but doesn’t mind the least bit. It’s incredibly hot how much he seemed to enjoy making her come, twice.
He slides to the side of her, kissing and nuzzling her naked shoulder, hand trailing over her stomach and ribs.
“That good for you, baby?”
“You know it was,” she pushes him playfully on the shoulder, and he barks out a laugh.
She can feel his hardness pressing into her leg. He hasn’t come, hasn’t even hinted at the fact that he wants to get off. Seems to be fully content lying here beside her as she comes down from her orgasms.
“Raif?”
“Yeah baby?”
“Make love to me?”
They can fuck later. They can take their time to be rough and roll around on the bed and have orgasm after orgasm, but right now, she wants the intimacy that comes from making love.
He sits up on his elbow and looks at her.
Eyes flitting over her face before leaning over and kissing her softly.
His one hand comes up and strokes her cheek before he rolls over on top of her.
They kiss slowly, like they have all the time in the world.
And they do really, they have forever together now.
It’s slow and gentle the way he lies on top of her, kissing her deeply, unhurried.
His one hand holds himself up, and the other trails reverently over her side, down over her breast, past her rib to her hip, where he hitches it up over his.
He sits up for a moment before he reaches into his side table drawer and produces a condom.
“Are you sure, Ash?”
He looks nervous, concerned.
“Yes, Raif, I want you. I love you.”
He smiles down at her, that private little smile, and rolls the condom on. She pulls at his arms, then shoulders, so she can wrap herself around him.
“I love you too, baby.”
She can feel him holding himself at her entrance, giving her a moment.
She nods, and he slides the head of his cock inside her.
It feels big. She knows his dick is thick and long, but she didn’t imagine it would feel like this.
The further it goes, the more it feels like it’s splitting her apart, and she loves it.
Her pussy feels on fire from the heat of him pressed inside her.
He rocks in and out slowly while kissing her, taking his time.
She wants more, always wants more, so she locks her ankles around his big body and pulls him into her.
She feels more of his cock slip in, and she gasps, knowing not all of it was inside before.
She feels impossibly full now, like nothing else could compete with this feeling.
He slides all the way out and then in again, over and over, taking her apart slowly.
The sensation is overwhelming. She’s already so sensitive after two orgasms and doesn’t know if she can come a third time.
He finally starts to pick up speed. His body is draped over hers still as they kiss, but she has to pull away and pant.
It’s hard to concentrate on kissing him when she feels like this.
His thrusts aren’t fast or erratic but constant and deep.
He touches the deepest parts of her and ignites every nerve inside her.
Her orgasm surprises her. She doesn’t feel like she’s close at all till her whole body is tightening and she’s coming.
Her breathing is harsh as she grips his shoulders.
His thrusts don’t falter, but she can tell he’s getting closer.
“Shit, you’re squeezing me so tight, baby. You feel so good, so good, Ash. I’m gonna come.”
A handful of thrusts later, and he’s coming. Pushing himself impossibly deep inside her. He lays his body down gently on hers, holding enough of himself up not to crush her under his massive size. He pants into her neck, presses a kiss there.
“I love you, Ash, I love you so fucking much, baby.”