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“You’re so tight, baby,” he groans into my neck and nibbles on my skin.
I open up to him even more. “I want it harder. I can take it.” I arch my back and press my tits up into his chest. The tingle on my nipples touching him loosens me yet again. “Give it to me.”
He dips in, farther and farther, nudging into my slick core, filling me full like I didn’t think possible.
He reaches the end of me and, sunk deep inside, he stops his methodical, deliberate thrusting, my core is stretched and full. His hot breath whispers against my earlobe. “You were made for me, Joey. It feels so good inside you.”
His words wind me up, and I grind into him, splay my hands across his steely ass, and slam him into me, urging for more. I waited what feels like all my life to have this man inside me. He drives in and out again. Every vein and ridge of his cock massages my insides and I can’t help myself rolling my hips. I rise and lower, move them in rhythm with his motion; his arms go impossibly tense on either side of me.
He growls, and I know he’s gritting his teeth.
“I can’t hold back much more… you’re so fucking tight and so damn wet for me.”
I want to give him the most blinding orgasm of his life. I murmur, “Just for you… always for you… Come for me, Ashton. And then I’ll soak you just like you asked.”
“Fuck, you’ve always been a naughty one, baby girl.” He presses his hands under my ass and flips me up and over so now I’m on top of him. “I want to watch my naughtygirl. Watch your tits bounce and watch you spread open just for me.”
He’s even deeper now in this position, and his cock touches every part of my insides. I wonder what my face looks like working so hard to relax myself. He’s filling me to the brim. He picks up my hips and slams them down. He said he wouldn’t be gentle… it’s fucking intense.
Seeing his insane pecs and gorgeous face and those eyes I’ve always drowned in under me, lazy, possessed… mine… the base of my spine tingles, and I throb deep inside, then my body releases all over him. I drop myself onto him, holding on to the back of his shoulders for dear life while the orgasm crashes through me.
His hands spread across my ass cheeks, and he grabs them, forcing me up and down, harder, faster, until his breath hitches and his dick pulses inside me, the hot lava of his euphoria inside… I ride him, trying to give him the biggest release of his life.Me.I want it to be me.Always me.
We pant, and I’m still on my knees but let my chest fall to his completely. He holds me with his long arms and big hands, and it’s like he can take my entire body between just his two arms.
He kisses the top of my head. “You okay?”
“Okay? Is that… like,fine?” I ask.
He releases a laugh-like hum.
“Let’s just say you were better than you let on on prom night. I thought you said you were shit at sex? I guess you learned a thing or two.”
He slides out of me, and I take a place alongside him. His arm still tucked around me pulls me close. “There’s nobody else in this conversation anymore. Let’s just say me and you are all that ever existed.”
“Are you the jealous type?”
“I am when it comes to you.”
“Well, that’ll work just fine.” I kiss his pec. “Because like I said”—I press my lips into his—“it’s only ever been you, Ashton.”
He stares into my eyes, lazy satisfaction and ecstasy still warm inside them. And then he says words I wrote over and over in my diary as a little girl, right next to heart doodles dedicated to him.
“And it will only ever be you.”
Chapter Thirteen
Though I never let mymind wander too much to the forbidden thought of being with Jolie Hunter, I still somehow knew that if I ever went there, I’d be done for. Done. And that’s exactly what’s happened.
Jolie and I spent the hours to come letting ourselves fall asleep only to wake up and grind each other raw all night long. The woman has turned me into some sort of nymphomaniac.
But at eight in the morning, reality setsin. She needs to get to work at Moon Ridge, the very place I didn’t leave my car last night, and questions will be asked.
It’s the beginning of the beginning.
“I better get up and shower,” Joey says.
I laugh lightly. “That’s the third time you’ve said that.”
