Page 153 of Sloane

Ashley: Of course. That’s what I’m here for. I’ll be down after I get Millie comfortable.

Had it not been for the smiling devil face she attached, I might have believed she thought I was serious about the stretches.

I’d just gotten out of the shower with a towel still wrapped around my waist when there was a soft knock on my door.

“Come in.”

She slipped in and quickly closed the door behind her, greeting me with a shy smile as she did.

“Hi.”

“Hi,” I returned the greeting as I held on to my mattress for support.

I’d already had a semi, just thinking about her coming to my room again, but when she opened her silky black robe and revealed she was naked underneath as she walked toward me, my cock sprung to life, tenting my towel.

Something she noticed judging by the cocky grin on her face, and the way she boldly reached underneath the fabric to fist my dick in her hand.

As she glided her soft hand up and down my shaft, she whispered, “We’re going to have to do something about this before we can work on your stretches.”

“I have a few ideas about what we could do for that.”

She pressed against my chest with one hand while pulling the towel away with the other. Once I’d sat on the bed, she dropped to her knees between my thighs and murmured, “So do I.”

My pulse raced with anticipation, and I found myself holding my breath while waiting for her next move.

Her soft hands ran up my thighs and over my balls. Then she gripped my dick and held my gaze when she lowered her face to my lap.

Her tongue swirled around my tip before she closed her eyes and took me in her mouth.

My fingers laced through her long, silky hair, and I pulled it away from her face so I could watch as she took me deeper.

“Fuuuuck, Ash.”

I had no choice but to close my eyes because I might have busted a nut right then if I kept watching. My little baby mama was the sexiest woman on the damn planet.

And her mouth on my cock was going to be my undoing.

I lightly tugged on her hair, and she lifted her face to look at me.

“Did I hurt you?”

“No, baby. Just the opposite. You need to stop or I’m going to come.”

The corner of her mouth turned up.

“Isn’t that the point?”

“Okay, yeah, but not after five minutes.”

I tapped my thighs.

“Why don’t you get on? I have condoms in the nightstand.”

Her eyebrows went to her hairline.

“You have condoms?”

“I bought some last night when I bought my cane.” I knew she was going to blast me for being presumptuous, so I winked and continued, “I was trying to manifest you in my bed.”

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