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19
River
My stomach clenches tightly,my clit throbbing as my gaze stays glued to Ash. Talking to him like this seems to have done a lot more for him than the woman who was going down on him when I walked in. His amber eyes are glazed behind his glasses, and he thrusts up into his hand, spilling cum all over his fingers.
It’s hot as fuck. I watch him stroke himself through his release, and without even meaning too, I find myself licking my lips again.
I was just saying all that shit to fuck with him when I first walked in. I thought he’d be pissed and kick me out for interrupting him and that woman, but instead, he basically chose me over her, letting her storm out and not doing anything to smooth things over.
He played along with my little game, clearly turned on by my words.
My clit throbs in my panties, and I can feel myself getting wetter as I stand in the doorway, watching Ash work through the last of his orgasm.
When it’s finally done, he doesn’t even bother tucking his cock away or cleaning up.
Instead, he gets up and stalks over to me. His eyes are burning, and even though he just came, I can tell he’s not finished yet.
Before I can say anything, he picks me up and deposits me on top of the bureau against the wall where they keep their DVDs and shit, tugging my backpack and shopping bag out of my hold and setting them aside. His hands find the waistband of my pants and drag them down along with my panties, then he grabs my hips to pull me right to the edge of the bureau.
“Wha—”
That’s all I get out before Ash drops to his knees in front of me and buries his face between my legs.
I can’t even pretend I’m not interested. I’m soaking wet, and I can smell my own arousal from where I sit. I know it’s clear to Ash that I want it.
He doesn’t waste time teasing or trying to get me worked up. He knows I’m already ready for it, and he makes use of that.
His tongue is hot and wet when he licks along my slit, and I tip my head back and moan, watching through heavy-lidded eyes as he goes to town on me.
This guy knows what he’s doing, I’ll give him that. He’s not one of those assholes who expects the woman to do all the pleasuring while he sits back and enjoys it. His mouth is skilled, and he keeps a tight grip on my thighs while he feasts on me, licking and slurping up my wetness before finding my clit with the tip of his tongue and circling it with slow, even movements.
“Fuck,” I gasp out, rocking my hips forward.
I can practically feel the smugness radiating off him, feel him pressing that shit-eating grin into my core, and I roll my eyes and decide he doesn’t get to have it that easy.
“Is that the best you can do?” I ask, slipping back into the tone I used earlier, ready to critique his work. “All the women you’ve slept with, and you can’t even eat a girl out properly?”
Ash just hums, unbothered by my taunt, but he works a bit harder, lapping at my clit and lifting one hand from my thigh to probe at my hole.
It’s the hand that he came all over, and he uses his cum covered fingers to fuck into me, filling me up while his tongue keeps working me over.
I choke on my moan, my toes curling a little from the feeling of being full. It feels fucking good, and he’s no slouch, but I keep up the commentary anyway, giving in to the game we’re playing.
“Do you think that’s all I can take?” I ask, trying to sound bored and just about managing it. “I’m not some fucking virgin over here. You can give me more than two fingers.”
There’s a muffled chuckle from between my legs and then a third finger presses into me relentlessly. He doesn’t ease it in or take his time, and I can’t help the cry that spills out of me at the feel of it.
“That’s—that’s more like it,” I manage, but my voice is shaky and breathless.
Ash seals his lips over my clit, and the next comment dies on my lips when he sucks, thrusting in hard with his hand at the same time.
It feels so fucking good, and it sends heat burning through me, getting me right to where I want to be. But before I reach the release I’m building toward, he pulls back, taking his fingers away and licking his way down to my now empty pussy.
His tongue feels good when he spears it into my throbbing core, and I rock my hips a bit, like I’m trying to fuck myself on his tongue. It’s not as good as his fingers, not as thick and filling, but it’s close enough, and I moan softly, getting worked right back up again.
He keeps me there on the edge, fluttering his tongue against me like someone who knows exactly what he’s doing.
“Ash,” I choke out. “Fucking—stop teasing.”
