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His hands are already at the buttons of my shirt, undoing them. I thank my
lucky stars, I wore a skirt today.
It occurs to me there’s a strong possibility he’s using this as a distraction in the light of what he’s facing, but I don’t hold it against him. I want it as much as he does.
“Fuck, I need you so much,” he moans as I sit on him and grind myself into his cock. He reaches for my breasts as I pull my shirt open, and he rubs his thumbs over my nipples.
“I need you, too,” I say as my lips reach his again, and we kiss deep and passionately, his tongue rolling over mine. I dip my hand down and squeeze his cock, loving the way I’ve got him rock hard. I stick my chest out, and he pulls the cups down, reaching in to suckle on my nipple while he tweaks the other. I’m so damned wet already.
“Ashton,” I moan as he pulls gently with his teeth. “Oh God.”
He lathes with his tongue and moves to my other nipple, paying it the same attention—licking and sucking. I unzip his jeans while he plays. His other hand finds its way under my skirt and up the back of my leg to squeeze my butt cheek. He groans when he feels I’m wearing Brazilian panties. His hand moves around to the front, his fingers feeling their way down the seam to my clit, pulling the fabric away.
“I wanna taste you there, and soon I will,” he says.
“Ashhhh,” I groan as he rubs my sweet spot while I free his dick over the top of his boxers. He breaks free to look down for a moment, mouthing an ‘O’ as I grab a hold and squeeze.
“Fuck, Mads.” He feels his way further down, tracing my wetness with his fingers. “So wet for me,” he murmurs. “You been using your vibrator and thinking about me?”
I bite my lip and nod. “Yeah, Ash. I wished it were you. Your cock is so much better.”
He grins, grabbing my breast continuing his licks back and forth. I moan, so heated, as he plays with my sweet spot at the same time. I move back and forth against his hand, my breasts bouncing as I stroke him up and down.
The sight of him enjoying my breasts and the pull with his teeth sends me over the edge in record time. I throw my head back, convulsing as I clutch his cock as my hand stills, calling out his name. I feel my body shudder, and my release takes hold. “Fuck, Ash. Ohhhh.”
He keeps rubbing, riding me through the waves, not letting up, switching his mouth to my other nipple as he keeps rubbing my center. Another orgasm comes thick and fast. He continues to ride me through the pulsations as I wildly call his name.
It’s just too much watching him play with my body and appreciating it so much.
“Reach for a rubber,” he groans, lifting for a second so I can access his back pocket.
“Here in the car?” I whisper.
“Yeah, here,” he says. “Don’t worry, at this rate, it’s going to be embarrassingly quick.”
I giggle. Then a thought comes to me. “You’re clean, right?” I ask.
He pops a nipple out of my mouth and stares at me. “Yeah, I always used one. I got tested, too, after I broke up with the last girlfriend I had. I’m clean.”
“Well, I’m on the pill. I still take it to help with my cycles. I want nothing between us, Ash.”
He rubs his palms over my nipples softly while he takes in what I’m saying.
“I’d love nothing more than to take you bare,” he says.
“I want that, too,” I murmur as I lift my hips, pulling my panties aside and guiding the tip of his cock to my entrance. “Fuck,” he moans, pulling me to him as I slide down.
We both call out at the same time. He fills me so damned good.
“Ash!” I cry. I feel the tears in my eyes of our intensity, and I know he feels it, too.
He wraps his arms around me as we still for a second and feel the depths of each other and where we’re joined. “I wish I could be inside you all day, every day,” he murmurs into my neck. “It feels so good.”
I whimper as I slowly move up and down. He holds my hips, looking into my eyes. “Slow, baby, I want to feel all of you.” His eyes flick down to my exposed breasts, slowly bouncing as I slide up and down his length. It’s such a distinct feeling with no rubber between us.
“This is the best thing I’ve ever felt,” I murmur, squeezing my eyes closed.
“Fuck, baby,” he whispers back. “You don’t know how much I love hearing that.”
