“Pull your dress off,” I murmured against her thigh as I trailed her skin with kisses. My tongue swept over her heated skin, toward her pussy, and I found myself becoming drunk on her scent. Her dress became a puddle of red satin on the floor beside me, and I took a moment to admire the barely-there black lingerie that caressed her body and wrapped her curves like a perfect gift. Ashlyn Hart was a fucking goddess.
Our eyes locked, then she gasped and dug her fingernails into my shoulder as I slowly slid her panties over her hips. I shifted forward, not breaking our gaze, and slid my tongue in one long, slow movement along her pussy. Her eyes slammed shut and her lips parted as she inhaled a desperate breath. With long, prominent strokes, I feasted on her like a king eating his prized meal.
“Josh, ahh, shit,” Ashlyn cried. Her fingers clutched onto my hair as she ground her pussy harder against my face.
I dipped my tongue inside her, before gently pulling her clit between my teeth. Her panting became frantic, and her movements fierce as she soared to heights of coming undone.
“Come on my tongue. Let me taste you,” I said in a growl against her.
My arms wrapped around her thighs, offering the support her body needed and, with one last suck of her clit, she shuddered hard against me with a low moan of my name.
I rose to my feet and lifted her in my arms. Her legs threaded around my hips, and her hooded eyes met mine as I walked us to my bedroom. No words were spoken, just the promise of our gaze.
In a tangle of limbs, we dropped to my bed. Our mouths found each other and her hands made short work of my shirt, before starting on my pants.
“Josh.” She sighed and hauled my body closer.
I pushed her legs apart with my knees and she opened willingly. Our breathing came out in pants, as neither of us wanted to break the connection of our kiss. I’d kiss this woman every day for the rest of my life if she’d let me. My erection rubbed against her pussy, and I groaned as I felt her arousal coat my desperate cock. Our bodies, as if they were both silently pleading, began frantically moving against one another. The air surrounding us electrified, and her small whimpers of pleasure only enticed me to drive further. I needed to fuck her, but I needed to give her something different than the other women I’ve shared a bed with. I needed to cherish her with my mouth as my body showed her my clear intent.
I broke the connection of our mouths, and grinned as she took a deep, ragged breath. My lips found her jaw, and I began kissing and nibbling my way down her neck in soft, sweeping movements. I moaned against her skin as her fingers raked through my hair. I fucking loved when she did that. I pulled down the top of her bra, the only clothing she had on, and pulled one of her peaked nipples into my mouth. Her body jerked from the bed with a loud sigh of my name. I continued swirling my tongue and grazing my teeth along her sensitive skin. The louder she moaned, the more I would feast.
“Wait!” Ashlyn wiggled her body slightly. “We need rules.”
Christ.
With a pop, I released her nipple and gazed down at her. Her cheeks were flushed pink, her lips swollen, and her hair messy and untamed. Fuck, she had never looked more beautiful.
“Name your terms. Quickly. I need to fuck you.”
Her gaze dropped to my mouth. “No emotions. Just friends. No awkwardness. One time only.”
She could not be serious.
“I don’t agree to all of those terms.”
“What!” she shrieked with eyes wide in shock.
“Once I have your pussy, I’m going to want it again.” I leaned down and my lips trailed her jaw, then I licked my way up to her ear.
She shuddered below me, and I knew this conversation would be over very quickly.
“One time only is all I can offer,” she muttered, hesitation sprinkling her words.
“I’ll just have to work harder for it.”
“Josh, agree.”
“Do you want my cock?” I asked as I rubbed the tip of my cock over her highly-reactive clit.
“Fuck, holy shit, you.” Her eyes slammed shut and her hips moved, pressing her clit harder against my cock.
I was ready to explode. “Yeah, that’s what I thought. We’re done talking.”
My lips crashed to hers, and her body lifted from the bed. Ashlyn’s lips opened as she took a desperate breath, and my tongue slid into the warmness of her mouth. Her sigh seduced me into kissing her harder. I craved her taste. Her hands feverishly ran up my back, and I hissed as her nails dug into my flesh. My hand skimmed down her body, over her hips, across her stomach, and slid between us. I didn’t give her any warning before I drove two fingers deep inside her soaked pussy. Her reaction was immediate, and her lips left mine as she cried my name.
“So fucking wet.” I groaned as I thrust my fingers feverishly. The sound of her wetness slapping against them was incredible, and it echoed around us. “Fuck my fingers, Ashy. Get yourself close, because I’m ready to fuck you so hard that you forget your name.”
Her whimpers and cries collided perfectly. Her body shifted as she rode my fingers, and her eyes latched fiercely onto mine. My cock strained and begged for relief, and I knew the moment I slid into her I wouldn’t last long. I needed her close to erupting around my fingers so that we could come together. This would be a hard, fast, and intense fucking. This was five years of waiting. Five years of craving. There would be no time for slow, delicate movements, romance, or soft kisses. I wanted to mark her, to kiss her lips until they bruised, and I wanted her body feeling exactly where I had been so she’d forget the fucked up rule about this being a one-time-only thing. Once I had her, I’d have her again, and I’d make sure she’d be the one begging for it.
“Squeeze my fingers with your pussy, think they are my cock.”
“Josh, please. I’m going to come,” she cried with vigor.
“Beg for my cock.” I removed my fingers, and her eyes flew open in utter plea. “What do you want, Ashlyn?”
“Stop being a tease and fuck me. You have me where you want me, so do it. Fuck me, Josh, and do it now.”
My cock edged her pussy, and before I claimed her yet again, I had to see her look at me. Her green eyes beamed with need and heat. They pleaded with me for what I could give her, and I knew mine were showing her just what this meant to me. Her body was like a prized treasure to me. There was nothing casual or random about this. This wasn’t about just getting pussy, this was about seeking and gaining everything my somewhat-stunted heart wanted. She was what I wanted and who I wanted for exactly five years. My most beautiful sacrifice was the woman below me.
I slid into her in one thrust. I stilled, allowing her body to accommodate my cock. Her pleas for me to move shook me back to reality, and I obeyed her. I thrust into her like this was my one and only chance. Her legs wrapped around my hips, and her heels dug into my ass as I pounded hard, fast, and deep. Her moans held hands with my groans as we skipped together to a paradise of pure unadulterated pleasure. I felt the walls of her pussy begin to squeeze my cock, and it took everything in my power not to unleash my come deep inside of her. She would come before me. Her nails continued to scrape down my back, and she met my every movement with a matching ferocity. Christ, our first time together had been fucking great, but this was fucking spectacular.
“Are you close, Ashy?” I breathed deeply and increased my pace. “Look at me when you come.”
“Josh, harder, please,” she begged.
Ashlyn’s wish would be my command. I grabbed hold of the headboard and pounded into her like I’d never done before. Her face showed me the intensity was exactly what she wanted, while her tits bounced in freedom.
“I’m com—”
With one final squeeze of my cock, her body shuddered below me and she screamed my name as an orgasm soared through her. I kept my movements steady as I watched this beautiful woman come undone. I felt the tightening in my stomach, the tingling sensation jab down my spine, and I knew I was seconds away from unloading my seed deep inside her. I wouldn’t do that until we had the talk. Just as I was about to come, I pulled out and spilled over her tits that were still heaving from her orgasm. With a grunt and a call of her name, I worked my cock with my hand until I was completely spent. Her gaze traveled down to her chest, and her lips twisted into a smirk. I collapsed onto the bed beside her, our legs tangled, and our breathing loud and broken.