Page 95 of Bourbon Breakaway


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I wiggle out of my panties and sit between his slightly open legs with my feet on either side of his hips. “You like watching? And you say I’m the pervert.”

“Spread those thighs.”

I do as he says.

“Open wide, Joey. Show me.”

I stretch my thighs as wide as they’ll let me and expose myself, lips plump and already glistening, overstuffed with my desperate clit.

“Good girl. So ready. Are you always so ready like that?”

“For you.”

“Spread yourself with your fingers.”

I take two fingers and hold myself open. His eyes are so wicked and heated, they set fire to my seam.

“Circle your finger round that pretty clit until it’s standing up high. I want it pointing right at me.”

Did he just say that? The thought of my clit standing at attention is so damn hot my fingers stroke furiously. “God, Ashton.”

Awicked grin tugs at the corner of his mouth. “Are you praying already?” He still rubs his hand along his shaft. “Dip a finger inside.”

I plunge my middle finger inside, still massaging with my index finger and watch his own thick ones around his hard cock and want them inside me instead. Desire drips right down my ass and pools on the bedsheet.

“Another finger, Joey. Fill yourself up and touch that clit harder for me.”

I do as he says, and in order to contain myself, my eyes flutter shut.

“Eyes on me,” he commands.

His words have my nipples hard, my skin sizzling, and my finger bearing down with just a little more pressure than before. I drive my fingers in and out, imagining it’s that dick in his manly hand.

“You see me?” he growls. “This is what I’ll look like every night without you. I’ll be holding on to my dick, dreaming of when I can sink it inside your pussy and feel your slick insides, tight around me.”

I’m so close, I touch myself faster. Harder. “Do it then.”

“Come for me first. I want to see it.”

“Ah…” I moan, my clit pulses, wetness trickles down my fingers, and I unravel as my orgasm pounds through my veins.

“Good girl. Keep going.” His hand works furiously up and down his shaft and he bites his lip.

I watch him like he told me to and etch the sight of him into my mind. Tomorrow, he’ll be gone, which is exactly why I want him between my legs now. My entire core is wet for him right down to the tops of my thighs. He’s still holding on tightly to that thick cock of his when I shuffle up the length of his body, my knees on either sideof him. My pussy lips are spread wide, swollen and ready to sit down on that dick of his and have him fill me up.

When I’m angled perfectly over that steel shaft lying on his belly, he holds my hips steady and glides my pussy lips along his cock. His dick is nestled between my folds, and the ripples of his veins rub over my sensitive nub sending a shiver of ecstasy up my spine.

His fingers sink into my flesh, directing me, stopping me from going too fast. I ease off him, lift, showing him where to put it. I fondle his balls from behind.

“I need you inside me, Ashton.”

He handles his cock, pointing it right at me. He positions it at my entrance, teasing it in circles. “Sit on me.”

I’m about to ride him bare, and the thought of him releasing inside me is so damn hot I’m eager. I’m on the pill, but we’ve always used condoms. This time, I don’t want to. There are no consequences but good ones.

We watch together as I lower myself down on his bare cock—I need to breathe and focus on relaxing to grant him entrance. I ease down halfway and then take myself up again, enjoying the sight of my cum all over his dick before doing this slowly, over and over again, one more inch at a time until his hips are in the cradle of mine and his shaft bottoms out inside me.

My insides grasp around him, tightening like a vise, and the pulse in his cock pounds inside me. Every ripple of his taut skin gives me pleasure, and I rise and fall over my man. My thighs shake, and I brace myself with my hands on his muscular pecs. My breasts bounce to his every move. I swear I could cry because he feels so perfect inside me.

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