Page 143 of Little Sunshine

No more questioning.

No more anything but Ash’s mouth on mine.

With a frantic desperation that built my ego even as it was mirrored in my own kiss, he rolled me to my back and covered my body with his. My tee was up and off, our mouths barely separating to let it past. He cupped my breasts in his large hands. I had a fleeting thought that he might be disappointed in their small size, but the way he eagerly dropped his mouth to tease my nipples said he liked them just fine.

As good as it felt—especially when he held a hardened peak between his teeth and flicked his tongue like he’d done to my clit—I could only take so much. I was empty. I ached. I needed more.

I pushed his shoulders, but he just bit harder and made me gasp.

“Please,” I begged.

“What do you need?” he asked, trailing his tongue between my breasts to lick and kiss my neck. His beard teased the sensitive skin there.

“You.”

“Fuck yeah, you do.” Ash went onto his knees. “Take my cock out.”

Like downstairs, if I wanted it, Ash made me prove it.

My hands shook as I pushed his shorts down. His hard-on sprang free, and the apprehension I’d felt at the idea of his size grew to fear at the reality of it.

Logically, I knew the human body was made to do miraculous things. Stretch and all that. But there had to be limits to its capabilities.

And Ash’s massive cock would definitely push those limits.

Terrifyingly intimidating or not… I couldn’t wait.

I reached out to touch it, but fingers wrapped around my wrist and held it away. My confused gaze shot to Ash. “You said I could touch you.”

“Not right now,” he gritted out through clenched teeth. “I’m already gonna come embarrassingly fast. If you touch me, there’s a good chance it’ll be your hand covered in my cum before I even get inside you.” He took a ragged breath. “That’s still a possibility.”

His cum on my skin didn’t sound so bad. For a different time. Not right then.

Right then, I wanted him in me.

Which was why I let out a distressed noise when he started moving down the bed.

“Hush, baby. It’s going to hurt, and I’m sorry I can’t take that away. But I can get you wet to help.”

“I’m already wet,” I said.

“Wetter.”

Ash’s skilled tongue speared into me, fucking my pussy while his thumb stroked my clit. My hips rocked, pressing myself against his hand. Against his face. It didn’t take long for the pleasure to build.

Close.

Almost.

Nooo.

Just as I was about to shatter, Ash stopped. Switched. Using his lips and teeth and tongue, he played with my clit. His thick finger inched into me. Hardly anything, but it twinged already.

I don’t think I can do this.

Ash bit down hard before sucking. That burst of pain and pleasure melded with the added pain of his finger filling me completely. He crooked it, hitting a spot that made my eyes close.

Or maybe my vision flickered out.

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