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This was…
I couldn’t say, but it wasn’t anything I could explain, and I didn’t want to overthink it, lest I scared myself away from giving myself to him entirely.
Another burst of heat surged through my body, mixing with a wave of adrenaline, and the weakness I’d experienced in my legs and arms from the swim completely melted away as his lips crushed to mine again, washing away all my doubts.
I felt a connection to him, something deeper than attraction and lust, but it was lost as soon as it surfaced, falling away with Ash’s deepening embrace.
His lips grew hotter and faster along the curve of my chin, and I buried my face into his neck, inhaling the spicy scent of his campfire pheromones, commingled with the faintest whiff of sweat. The aroma was tantalizing, and my lips found the thread of his pulse along his jugular. My tongue lapped out to taste the saltiness of his flesh, and he sighed lightly, gooseflesh exploding over his neck, beneath the stubble of his five o’clock shadow. I rubbed my nose against him, savoring the scent and feel of his raspy skin against me.
I couldn’t think of a time when I’d ever been so instantly aroused by someone’s touch—not that I had much to base it off. Beyond a few stolen kisses, I’d never come this close to being with a man. I’d never wanted to give myself up to anyone like this before.
And if I were being honest, I’d never had the chance, growing up as sheltered as I had.
His hands tightened around my waist, and it was almost difficult to breathe, crushed between him and the soft mattress. But I didn’t complain. If he suffocated me there, like that beneath his weight, attacked by his molten kisses, I would die happier than I’d ever been.
I wasn’t even there in some ways, my body bucking up against him, legs wrapping against his pants, willing him to get as naked as I was but also not wanting him to stop.
Abruptly, he paused and looked at me, his chest heaving in anticipation, his eyes fixed on me as he stripped off his shirt. The gleam of his muscles called my hands to his abs, and I trailed my fingers over the lines of his torso, pleading with him to finish what he’d started with my eyes alone.
He crashed down on me again, no words necessary, his tongue flickering out to sample me, hands roaming over my body, somehow everywhere at once.
The rest of his clothes came off somehow, first his pants, then his underwear, all without me really noticing until we were pressed together, our skin burning into each other. Ash’s mouth continued its expedition over my yearning form, inching lower to explore me in a way I’d never been noticed before.
Nervousness overcame me now, and suddenly, I was aware of every blemish and flaw on my body, but Ash didn’t seem to notice any of them. Suddenly, he turned me over, and I gasped at the movement, my head turning to look at him with wide-eyed curiosity.
“I want to know every part of you,” he growled, holding me down at the shoulders, his mouth finding the small of my neck again, tongue falling over the curve of my back.
He had me on my stomach, straddling me so that I could feel the hardness between my cheeks, propping me apart. A mild panic washed over me.
“Not like this!” I choked, and his kiss softened, his breath falling into my ear.
“No,” he reassured me. “Not like this.”
I sighed when his lips found the edges of my bare shoulder, his abs defined over the prickled skin of my spine. I instinctively bucked upward, loving the sensation of his huge shaft teasing my cheeks. His arousal pooled at the tip of his cock. He was dripping for me already, but he had other plans, his lips traveling lower, over the curve of my rear.
My hair blocked me from doing anything but enjoying the ride, and he lifted my hips upward to spread me wide before dropping his face to my center. I moaned loudly, conflicted by the amount of pleasure I was feeling. I hadn’t expected that, and yet it felt so good.
His tongue was everywhere, licking my own flush of wetness. I’d read about sex in romance novels I kept hidden under my bed, but nothing had prepared me for the unadulterated gratification that a male’s touch could bring. His tongue brushed across my clit before he thrust the tip inside my core, making my fingers curl painfully into the duvet cover.
I groaned, his stubble tickling me brutishly with his passionate, zealous laps. He wanted me to climax, and I realized I’d have little choice when his fingertips found my pulsating button. Any fight I was putting up was futile. But why would I fight it? This was what I wanted. He had unleashed something in me, something profound and passionate, and I reveled in its power.
I had no control here, no will of my own. At that moment, he could do whatever he wanted to with me, and I would submit to his every desire.
My breath quickened, and my body temperature rose as he continued to work tantalizing circles around my clit with his fingers, while his tongue danced across my center. I was on the precipice of exploding, and the thought only brought me higher. I let go and succumbed to my body’s release, feeling the waves of ecstasy rush over me. My core tightened over and over, and just when I felt myself coming down from the unparalleled high, he slipped his index finger inside me, and I immediately climaxed again.
What was he doing to me? Had he put a spell on me? It didn’t matter. I wasn’t his prisoner anymore. I was free to go anytime, and I had chosen to stay. Because I wanted to be here.
My nipples were hard enough to cut glass, and when he finally untangled his tongue from my core, I flipped around before he could stop me. I wanted to look into his face when he climbed on top of me, when he took my virginity.
Ash didn’t protest, the veil of desire in his eyes overcoming any room to fight with me about positions as he spread me wide again, lowering his face to mine. The scent and taste of my arousal was all over him as his tongue clashed with mine again.
The head of his giant shaft prodded into me, and I cried out. He stopped, blinking. The size of him took my breath away.
“What’s wrong?” he murmured. “Am I hurting you?”
I shook my head and clung to his sweating back, pulling him toward me.
“No,” I whispered. “Take me.”
