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I sit up, still straddling his giant hips—thank God I’m used to riding horses—and peel my shirt off, wasting no time taking off my bra. My tits tumble out, my nipples so pert they’re stimulated by his gaze alone. He fondles one in his hand, stares at my chest like it’s treasure, and sits up enough to take my nipple into his mouth.
I suck my teeth, and the pleasure runs straight to my core. I want to give this to him, too. I want to touch him everywhere and smooth my hands up his torso to push up his shirt, revealing that chest I used to drool over so long ago. It’s better now. It’s thicker and more manly with the perfect amount of hair to let me know he’s just the kind of beast I want ravaging me tonight.
But suddenly, he lets his head drop back against a couch cushion and closes his eyes like he’s not quite as savage and senseless as I am. He’s slowing down while I’m speeding up. I tug his shirt upward, and he lets me, but I see it, something swirls around in his head. And that something doesn’t seem like dirty thoughts of railing me.
I throw his shirt on the floor and lay my bare chest on his. I find his necklace chain again and run my index finger along the chain. The methodical movement slows my heartrate and I catch my breath. Under my cheek, he’s balmy; his fingers run up and down along my spine in the most comforting way. We lie there half naked. I listen to his heart booming and wonder what’s going through that head of his. His fingers feel so good on me, trailing up and down my back like someone who cares, and I know he does. But he’s… well… he stopped.
“What are you thinking?” I need to know.
A kiss lands on top of my head. “I’m thinking we’re notstupid teenagers and this isn’t some horny first date where the parents aren’t home.”
My cheek rises and falls along with his breath. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“I know you’ve had a crush on me since we were kids…”
“A crush hardly describes it…”
“Well, a crush hardly describes how I feel about you right now either.”
The air is trapped in my lungs. It’s words I’ve waited a lifetime to hear and yet…I can’t look at him if he’s about to turn me down again.
He cups his hand at the base of my skull. “If this is just sex to you, Joey… I can’t.”
My eyes flit around the room but focus on nothing, and finally I sit up, my boobs pooling on his chest. “You think I just want to have sex with you and that’s it?”
“You said you’re back to where you’ve always been. And prom night… It was about sex.”
“Fuck… are you serious?” How can he even ask such a thing when every person in Starlight Canyon knows I’ve been in love with him since I was knee-high?
And then it hits me. The cheating. The deceit of his wife. The doubt that comes with that humiliation is something that needs a hell of a lot of reassurance.
“You know why you’re in doubt and I’m not?” I stroke his cheek.
He stares at me, waiting.
“Because the reason I fell in love with you as a girl is that you’ve always reassured me. Even when you rejected me that night at prom, you came to my window to have a chat with all that tape in your hand to stick my heart back together. Whenever I was down, Pup, you were the one to be a little nicer to me. You were the one to come and ask if Iwas okay. If there was anything you could do to make it better, I know you would have done it. Who wouldn’t love that? I fell for you then, and it’s never gone away. You’re the most comforting person in the world to me.”
His gaze deepens. “I care about you…”
“I know you do. I never thought you’d fuck me but I always knew you cared about me. Always.” I take his chin in my fingers. “And you need to know I care about you, too. If you let me… I’ll show you.” I kiss his lips. “I won’t let you down. I’m big enough to take care of you now, too…” I kiss him again. “And this is a lot more than just sex to me.” I gaze at him playfully. “If you say no again, though, there might be a crime of passion in this house tonight.”
An amused laugh leaves his lips, and I kiss them again.
He laces his fingers through my hair and manhandles the base of my skull. “Don’t think this means I’m going to be gentle just because I’m fucking smitten.” His crooked grin is full of lust. “Nailing the most forbidden woman in this town… fuck, Joey, having you straddled over me is enough for me to come in my pants.” He circles my nipple with his thumb and takes a big bite of my tit. “How did you get to be so perfect?”
My head falls back, and I close my eyes to enjoy the sensation of his hot, wet mouth on my nipple. Blinded by the feeling, I am somehow still able to find his button and zipper and get his jeans open to access his dick. I feel inside, and lined by a thin layer of cotton is what feels like the biggest cock in the world.
I’m in fucking trouble tonight and I can’t wait.
He groans when I run my hand up and down his clothed sheath and undoes my pants, too, and I stand to wiggle them down. He watches every inch of them slidingoff me with a captivated hunger that makes me feel like the most special woman in the world.
He reaches his hand out and trails a finger from my belly button down to the seam of my pussy and lightly glides along, easing it slightly into the wet space, but only enough to trace me. Such an enormous man. Such a gentle touch. He uses two fingers to ease open my folds and finds my clit, rubs circles over the sensitive nub. I bite my lower lip in absolute ecstasy. He’s not in a hurry. He’s not furiously rubbing to bring me to orgasm so he can have his turn… his stroking is calm, sensual… slow… and making my legs shake.
I drop to my knees next to the couch and start to pull his pants down, and I can’t believe I’m about to see the dick I’ve drawn images of in my mind’s eye nearly every time I masturbate. He lifts his hips to allow me to pull off his pants, and the most proportionate erection springs out. I’m a tall girl. I’m not small, but this thing surely can’t fit.
“Jesus, Ashton,” I say, staring at the crown of his dick, wondering if I’ll even get the tip in.
He tosses me a sly smirk. “You like what you see?”
