Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27448 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 137(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27448 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 137(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
She parts her legs when I slide my finger into her slit, pushing until I’m sinking into her.
“Oh, fuck,” she says, dropping her head back.
Her tits are calling my name again, so I go back there, letting my tongue flick over each pebbled tip, while fingering her.
“Ash,” she moans.
“What, Z? Does my girl want to come?”
“Yes?” she replies, rotating her hips so she’s fucking herself on my fingers.
“And I’m yours, too,” I remind her before I push a second finger into her. There’s nothing in the world as warm and fucking perfect as Zuri’s pussy. Each time my fingers sink inside her body, a shudder of pleasure vibrates through me.
“Fuck…right there. That’s my spot. Suck my tits again,” she begs. There’s not a chance in hell she’ll have to ask twice.
I wrap my lips around her nipple, suck her, finger-fuck her, take in each sound of pleasure, each gasping breath and muttered curse as she gets jerkier. Her pussy tightens, and then her body is shuddering beneath me, Zuri coming all over my fingers with a rush of heat.
I keep working her, keep sucking and loving her until she’s collapsed against the bed, a small smile on her lips, eyes fluttering. “I think that was the best orgasm I’ve ever had,” she admits.
I ease my fingers out of her and bring them to my mouth, hungry for a taste.
I suck them, which makes her eyes widen, suddenly not so sleepy anymore. “You like the way I taste?” she asks.
“So fucking much.”
“Okay.” Zuri nods. “Now it’s your turn to come.”
CHAPTER SIX
Zuri
There’s a part of my brain that’s still trying to work through everything Aislin confirmed for me tonight, but all I can focus on is her. All I want to focus on is her—the way she makes me feel and the way I want to make her feel, too.
Right now, all that matters is us, and we will figure everything else out later.
“Okay.” Ash lies on her back beside me. I turn to my side, head propped up on my hand, looking down at her.
“Everything about you is so sexy to me.” I pluck one nipple, then the other, watching her tremble in response.
“I’m glad.” She grins.
I tickle my fingers down her torso, stopping to play with the piercing in her belly button before continuing south.
“Can I taste you here?” I ask, finger slipping between the wet folds of her pussy.
Ash thrusts up, like she’s dying for more contact.
Since the sex part of our relationship is newer, I haven’t eaten her out yet, and she hasn’t done it to me, but I want to try it.
“I…yes…fuck yes. If you want to,” she says.
“I want to,” I reply. “You have to tell me, though, if something I do doesn’t feel good or if you don’t like it. I don’t know how to please you if you don’t tell me.”
“Okay,” Ash replies. “I’ll tell you, but I already know everything you do to me will feel good.”
I chuckle. “Maybe I’ll be a natural at eating pussy.”
“Oh my God.” She laughs and covers her face. Aislin is so strong, so confident, and honestly, she rarely gets embarrassed.
“It’s cute when you get like this,” I say, moving my finger up to play with her clit. “All shy and sweet.”
“It’s because…” she gasps, undulating her hips. “Because things matter with you in a different way. I don’t have to hide with you.”
My finger stills, needing to hear what she’s going to say.
“I can drop my guard with you. I don’t have to be Aislin O’Shea, the girl who always has to prove herself. I don’t always have to be strong. I can just be. And get shy, or embarrassed, or feel really overwhelmed with all the good feelings I get when I’m with you. I can let my walls down.”
Those words are the best I’ve ever heard. They cement my choice that this is right, that we’re right, despite who her family is and the things they do…the things Ash will always be a part of.
“I can let my guard down with you, too. All of that…what you said…I feel that way about you, too.” I roll on top of her, taking her mouth again. I can taste myself on her tongue, from when she licked her fingers. It’s not something I ever thought about doing before, not something I ever thought would be sexy, but it really is.
Will Ash like tasting herself on me, too?
I kiss down her body, stopping again to pay attention to her delectable breasts, before settling my body between her legs.
Ash is open for me, her shaved cunt so swollen and wet—clit engorged and begging for my tongue.
“Your pussy is so hot.”
“I’m so fucking wet for you, Z. Taste me.”
I spread her lips, take in the sight of her—all flushed and throbbing. I smell the heady, sexy scent of her arousal, and I swear I’m drunk from it.