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I do, and feel pleasure course through my middle when his hand fists his cock and moves faster. I feel so exposed, but I love his appreciative gaze.
I feel a bit of déjà vu as I lay there with my legs spread wide with him watching me. I was just recently in this same position with Sterling, but this time, I see the face of the man who watches me, and I can see how much he likes that I’m exposing myself to him. A twinge of guilt tries to worm its way in, but I push it away.
Keeping his eyes between my legs, he says, “Now touch yourself.”
Knowing this will turn him on more gives me the courage to do what he says. My hand travels down my chest, over my stomach, until it meets my slick pussy. My body jerks when I touch my clit. I’m so wet and warm, and it feels so good. I feel the heat of his eyes on me, so I lift mine and see he’s moved closer to the bed. His knees touch the mattress and he’s holding onto one of the tall bed posts, breathing heavily.
“Do you like touching yourself, Poppy?” he groans, back to slowly running his hand up and down his shaft. The head is a deep purple and there’s a pearly drop of precum on the tip. I lick my lips at the sight. I want to know what he tastes like.
He follows my gaze and looks down at himself.
“Don’t worry, baby. You’ll get plenty of chances to take me into your mouth. Now answer my question.”
What question? He asked me a question? A blush crawls up my cheeks when I remember what he asked.
“Yes,” I answer quietly, “but I want you to touch me more.”
He smirks sexily at me and kneels on the end of the bed. I’m resting against the pillows in a reclined position, so I can still see him without straining. The heat of his body drifts up to mine. I place two fingers at my hole and dip just the tips in. It feels incredibly sexy doing this in front of him. I close my eyes and arch my body when I push my fingers further inside.
“Keep your eyes on me. I want to see them as you pleasure yourself.”
I force my eyes open to meet his, moaning when one of his warm rough hands run up my leg. I dig my heels into the mattress and lift my hips. He scoots up the bed a little more so his thighs are beneath my still bent legs, leaving them draped over his. His eyes never leave mine and his hand continues to work his cock. My belly quivers and my pussy starts to spasm. My moaning becomes louder. I’m on the edge, about ready to tip over, when he grabs my wrist and stops me.
I whimper in protest and try to take my hand back. I’m so damn close! I need to come!
“Not without me,” he scolds, and grabs my other wrist to yank me to a sitting position in front of him.
His lips take mine for a brief kiss, before I squeak in surprise when he flips me over so I’m on my hands and knees with my ass in the air. My hair has fallen from the band I put in it last night and curtains around my head, so I use my arm to flip it back and over one shoulder. I look back to see him watching himself as he lines up his cock against my center, feeling just the head at my opening. He looks up at me, one corner of his mouth tipping up, and slams his hips forward, impaling me on his shaft. I scream and drop my head to the bed.
Holy fuck!
I fist my hands in the sheets as Asher gives it to me in a punishing manner. He pounds away at my pussy without abandon, and any pain I was feeling is now replaced with so much pleasure. The grip Asher has on my hips, I have no doubt, will leave bruises. But they’ll make my body tingle every time I see them, and will leave disappointment behind when they go away.
Asher’s forceful thrusts are unforgiving. His balls slap against my clit, sending shards of delicious pleasure through me. My tits bounce and my nipples scrub against the sheets, stimulating them. I’ve never been taken so hard before, and I don’t think I’ll ever be able to go back to sweet and soft again.
Asher reaches one hand around and pinches my clit. I cry out and push my hips back against him. My orgasm hits hard and sends my body reeling into bliss. I feel tingles at my toes, working their way up my legs. I start to become lightheaded and my vision blurs from the force of my release. Hands at my hips hold me still as he thrusts three more times, before coming to a stop with him all the way inside. I feel him jerk and he groans low in his throat. Something wet drips down on my back that must be Asher’s sweat. His lips meet the back of my neck and he drops his head down between my shoulder blades. I’m having a hard time drawing in air. My legs give out, but his hands hold me and slowly lower me to the bed with him behind me. I can feel his heart racing against my back.
He murmurs something against my neck that I can’t understand.
“What?” I turn my head around and look at him over my shoulder.
He gives me a stunning smile. His breath has evened out. “Nothing. Just admiring your beauty and wondering how in the fuck I got so lucky.”
I can’t help the smile that takes over my face. “Let me know when you find the answer.”
He chuckles and lays a kiss on the tip of my nose.
“All right, you distracted me enough. Get your ass outta this bed. We have a schedule to keep.”
He slaps my butt, making me squeal. He climbs out of the bed and drags me to the end by my ankle. I laugh and tug, but he doesn’t let go.
“Up, woman! Get dressed and meet me in the kitchen. Breakfast will be waiting.”
He walks back to the dresser and pulls out some clothes. I sit up and watch him dress. My mouth drops open when he’s finished.
“What?” he asks when he notices my shocked state.
I close my mouth and swallow, trying to wet the dryness in my throat.
