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I take her in—her beautiful milky body, her rosy breasts and ruddy nipples, her small waist and firm hips. Her shaved pussy and her lean legs.
Everything about her is perfect.
Then I inhale. Her arousal. Her zest. And that note that’s uniquely her. A soft floral fragrance. Just Ashley.
I listen.
I listen to her rapid breaths, her soft sighs and moans.
I taste.
Her delicious flavor is still on my tongue, on my lips. Ashley. My Ashley.
I can’t wait any longer. I’m still in my soiled flannel shirt, old faded jeans, and hiking boots.
But I’m done waiting.
I unbuckle my belt, unzip my jeans, and free my throbbing cock.
I lift Ashley against the wall until she’s at the right height, and I thrust into her hard.
“Fuck,” I growl.
She grips me so tightly, gloves me so completely, and for a moment, everything’s okay again. I’m inside my woman, and I’m complete.
But everything isn’t okay. Far from it.
I’ll take this moment, though. This precious moment as Ashley gives herself to me.
I pull out slightly and thrust back in.
I’m ready to come already, so I do. I let go. It won’t sate me. Won’t be enough. Never enough, and especially not tonight.
I thrust into her, touch her innermost parts, and release.
I release everything…except not everything. I’m not even close to done, and though the climax sends me reeling, my mind is far from free from the thoughts that taint it.
The losses I’ve suffered, and not just today.
I pull out and let her slide down so her feet touch the floor.
I’ve used her. Really used her.
And I’ve only just begun.
Chapter Ten
Ashley
Dale grabs my hand and leads me back to his bedroom.
I haven’t climaxed, but I nearly did, even though he wasn’t inside me for long. His rough treatment of my breasts surprised me, but I liked it.
I liked it a lot.
I want more. I want to be ravaged by this virile mountain man—this rugged, feral animal.
He closes the bedroom door and meets my gaze, his green eyes on fire. The red-wine growl rumbles from his chest.
He’s a wolf, and I’m his prey.
And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
“Get on the bed.”
The dark Syrah floats in the air around him as he rasps his commands.
I walk to the bed and sit down.
“On your hands and knees,” he says. “Ass in the air. I want to see that pretty behind of yours.”
I obey. I don’t even consider not obeying. Dale wants to see my ass. I show him my ass.
“Now lower your arms, let your tits touch the bed. I want that ass higher than the rest of you.”
I comply.
And—
“Oh!” as he swats my backside with the palm of his hand.
“Such a gorgeous ass, Ashley,” he rasps. “I’m going to make it pink like your rosy cheeks.”
Slap!
His palm comes down on me again.
Slap!
Again, the other cheek this time.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
The sting is painful but not unbearably so. But with the sting comes a warmth. A warmth unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. It spreads from my ass through the rest of me as if the blood in my veins has turned to hot lava.
Except the lava isn’t orange or red. It’s green, the color of Dale’s eyes—the eyes that, even though I can’t see them at the moment, I know are burning two holes in my flesh.
Two holes of green fire.
“My God, your ass is perfect,” Dale says, the dark red of his voice veiling me. “I want to make it red, Ashley. Red and glowing.”
Slap!
Slap!
Slap!
Oh, the pain! But oh, the pleasure! It spears through me like a flaming arrow, the sting such a sweet prelude to the warmth and pleasure that morphs from it.
Slap!
Slap!
I brace myself, waiting for the next, when—
The warmth of Dale’s lips trails over the cheeks of my ass. He’s kissing me. Soothing the pain. Taking care of me.
I sigh in contentment, ready to sink into the depths of the bed, when—
He flicks his tongue over my asshole.
I gasp without meaning to. This isn’t anything new to me. I’m experienced sexually. I’ve had anal sex several times with several partners. Hell, I even let a woman fuck my ass with a strap on once.
Anal is different.
It’s also amazing.
Right now, though, just Dale’s tongue sliding up my crack is better than the best fucking I’ve ever had down there.
I don’t know if he’s after anal tonight, but I do know that if he is, I’ll let him do it.
I’ll let him do whatever he wants.
I’ll let him do whatever he needs.
Because tonight, I already know, is more about his needs than his wants.
He’s feeling lost, and I’m here to help him find solace.
He spreads my ass cheeks then, and he slides his tongue downward, over the lips of my pussy.
My legs quiver. They’re like jelly, and while he commanded that I hold my ass in the air, I’m ready to collapse.
