He rolls my nipples through the black lace of my bra, and I reach back, awkwardly grabbing his arse to pull him closer. His hard dick presses into the valley between my arse cheeks, and I fist his hair, never wanting him to stop kissing me. Never wanting him to stop worshipping me.
Shifting my other hand from his arse to between our bodies, I palm the outline of his dick, and Asher breathes a growl into my mouth, his tongue lashing mine.
Tugging down the cups of my bra, Asher frees my breasts, cupping them before gliding his fingers over their peaks.
With my grip firmly on his dick, I feel it grow impossibly hard, while Asher grazes a hand down my front, searing a trail over the lace knickers before he cups my sex with a growl, pulling me back against him.
I whimper into his mouth before he pulls back, his breath hot against my ear.
“Look across the room, Lil.”
I glance across the space, and my eyes fall on our reflection in my full-length mirror.
“See that?” He nips at my ear like he can’t control his need to taste me. “Those two look fucking perfect together.”
He’s right. They do. My skin is pale—a redhead thing—and even though Asher’s skin tone is more tanned, tattoos and bandages covering parts, it’s like our bodies were made for each other.
“Pull down your knickers,” he rasps, his British accent thick as he peppers kisses to my neck, his fingers travelling over the dark vine of ink that weaves up my arm.
Reluctantly, I release my grip on his dick before hooking my fingers in the lace and pulling them down enough to fall the rest of the way to my feet.
“Fuck, Lily. This right here,” he runs his fingers over the thin strip of hair on my mound, “is so fucking hot. And this,” he presses his fingers over the top of my v, and then he parts his digits, spreading my folds at the same time. “This is fucking heaven.”
“Ash,” I breathe, heat igniting deep in my core.
“You, Lily Bennett, are a work of art. Something to be savoured.” He releases my folds and then circles his fingers over my clit. “Something to be devoured.”
Then he slides his digits through my folds, pressing them into the heat of my entrance, and I cry out, the ache igniting tenfold at his touch.
“Fuck, Lil. You’re so wet for me.” He slides his fingers back to circle my lubricant over my nub before he growls. “Legs wider.”
Oh.
I’m a puppet to his demands, my stance shifting wider, and the moment I do, he drags his fingers back through my parted lower lips before pushing three digits inside.
My legs instantly tremble as I push against his hand, forcing his fingers to sink deeper.
“Ash,” I cry, letting go of any restraint I had as he fucks me with his fingers.
I’m already so close, and I’m desperate to get to the part where I take him to the same heights he takes me, so I palm my tits, pinching my nipples and tip my head back against his shoulder, my eyes parting a fraction to remain locked on our reflection.
The way he’s cupping my pussy, his fingers buried deep while the heel of his palm presses against my clit sends me into a frenzy. I lose sight of our reflection as my lids squeeze shut, bucking and mashing against his hand until I come hard.
My cries are loud, even to my own ears, and so much heat rushes out between my legs that I wonder if I just peed myself.
“Oh my God,” I ramble as Asher keeps mashing my pussy and I look down as the waves keep coming, and clear fluid rushes from me.
“Fuck, yes,” Asher hisses. “Give me more.”
He doesn’t let up, and I explode in a second orgasm that sends me absolutely gushing.
As it sprays, Asher moves to my front, his fingers still inside at an angle when he falls to his knees before me and catches the last of my spray in his mouth.
A strangled cry tears from my lips as I watch this beautiful man get showered by me, and as soon as it stops, my knees give out.
Catching myself on the edge of the bed, I gasp in shock, Asher’s grip on my hips firm as he tries to keep me upright while his lips latch onto my pulsing pussy.
The press of his tongue is almost too much, but as my eyes find his heated stare, I give myself over to him completely. Right now, I’m at his mercy and I know without a doubt I’d do anything he asked of me.
