“Rose,” Asher says. I open my eyes as he sinks in that final inch and I watch his eyes go dark with lust. “Told you that I’d fit.”
“I—I can’t—”
He kisses me, silencing the words. This is less feral but just as deep. Sweeter. But there’s no doubt that Asher is in control. He slowly fucks my mouth with his tongue, illustrating just how thoroughly he intends to fuck me with his cock.
He shifts his hips just a little, and I groan. Any movement is enough to send off shock waves of feeling. I’m still not used to the sheer size of him.
Lips at my ear, he whispers, “You feel so fucking good wrapped around my cock, Rose. Almost as good as you taste.”
The only response I can make is unintelligible sounds. A gentle thrust, and he hits me so deep that I see stars. “Asher,” I manage the single word. But my voice is a cry and a plea all at once. More. More. More.
Asher rolls his hips, the movement makes him grind down on my clit as he pushes deeper, and oh my God, where has that move been my entire life?
“There it is,” he says softly.
“What?”
He just laughs softly and rolls his hips again. “What I can do to make you scream.”
And that’s exactly what he does. Bracing himself over me, Asher starts to move. Slowly, and then faster as my body relaxes around him. Every time he drives into me, he presses my clit. A star that’s growing brighter and brighter with every exquisite movement.
Pleasure is bouncing between my clit and that deep spot that only he’s able to reach. It rings back and forth, building like an echo until it’s just a matter of time. I’ve never come this many times in my life. I didn’t know that I could.
Looking down, I watch him fuck me. Muscles tightening and releasing again and again, that monster cock disappearing inside me like it’s nothing. Oh my God. Oh my God.
“Look at me,” he commands. There’s no room for anything else. I look up at him, those eyes so close and so full of everything. “Don’t come.”
“What?”
I can barely comprehend the words. It’s impossible not to. I don’t even think that I’m in charge of my body anymore. He’s in the driver’s seat and I’m along for the ride. “Don’t come until I say.”
Shaking my head, he slows his pace, rolling his hips luxuriously in long, smooth strokes. Somehow they seem to hit even harder when they’re like this.
His lips are at my ear again. “Don’t you dare come. You focus on my voice and just feel that pleasure that I’m giving you. Revel in it. I want you to be out of your mind.”
“I am.” The words are a whine.
“Not yet.”
It’s a dark promise.
I’m holding onto his arms, wrapping my legs around his hips, using him as an anchor in the storm.
“I can’t, I can’t, I can’t.” I repeat the words over and over. Pleasure is pouring into my veins and building up until I can’t breathe. Can’t stand it. Can’t hold anything back.
“That orgasm is mine, Rose. You will wait.”
Impossibly, I do.
He fucks me harder, and I hold myself back, teetering on the edge of an orgasm that’s going to break me open. And harder still, until he’s slamming into me with everything he’s got, grunting with every stroke, and I’m just a live wire of bliss, ready for his word.
More and more and more until he starts to shake, his rhythm going erratic. “Now.”
I explode like a nova, nothing but light and a scream. The orgasm is pure fire, and I’m consumed. Asher is coming too, yelling his climax, cock jerking inside me as he buries himself deep and holds himself there. He lit a match and set off dynamite that I didn’t know that I had inside me.
I’m gone. Floating in the clouds and perfectly content never to come down.
When I do come back to myself, it’s like waking up from the best dream that I’ve ever had. Asher is still on top of me, still inside me, and neither of us are moving. We’re just staring at each other.
“Holy shit.”
4
Asher
I don’t want to move away from Rose’s body. She’s warm and soft and her pussy is still gripping my cock like a goddamn vise.
She feels so good, and the dazed look of pleasure on her face is everything. I’ve never been so turned on by seeing someone aroused. Her pleasure makes me want to give her more.
I could go again right now, but I think she needs rest. But like hell am I just letting her go.
Shifting my hips so I push into her one more time, Rose gasps and snaps her eyes to mine. “Stay for dinner,” I say. “And the night. Go home tomorrow.”