“Yes, I’m sure,” she whispers.
I pull back and take her jaw in my palm, holding her eyes with mine as I withdraw to the tip.
“Good,” I rumble, rough and wanting. Then I shove it deep inside, shoulders heaving as she gasps.
“Tanner,” she whimpers, thighs squeezing around my middle.
I grunt and thrust again, eyes on her beautiful face.
“My girl,” I rumble, squeezing the nape of her neck as I start moving faster. There’s still an inch at the base that I can’t get inside but I’m more than satisfied at the amount she’s taking.
My back muscles roll rhythmically as I pump my hips between her thighs.
“Big as you remember?” I grunt, dropping one of my forearms beside her head. My bicep crowds around her face, making her flush harder when she glances at it.
“Bigger,” she whimpers, making me smirk like an asshole. She scowls at my expression and murmurs something that sounds a lot likebig shot.
“What’s that, now?” I grin, pumping her harder, making her drop that attitude real quick.
“N-nothing,” she says quickly, before arching back and moaning hard. My eyes drop to her tits and my strokes instantly become faster, pushing myself deeper as I watch her whimper and bounce.
“You’re so pretty,” I rasp, groaning as a rope of pre-cum shoots out. “Ash, you’re so pretty. I’m so into you, it’s fuckin’ crazy.”
She makes a little gasp as she wheezes out, “You’re telling me.”
I breathe out a laugh, thrusting harder when she pulls my chest down to hers, cuddling me against her while I give her exactly what she’s been needing.
Suddenly her gasps are getting louder, nails biting harder, and my balls are spanking against her ass as I thrust her straight to the finish line.
And as much as I want that, I want this to last longer for her even more.
Only problem is, her orgasm is no more than fifteen seconds away, and she’s so goddamn tight that I’m not going to last once she starts squeezing me.
I pull back with a growl, tangling my fingers in her hair.
“Not yet, baby,” I plead roughly. “Don’t come. Not yet.”
She blinks up at me quickly, swallowing hard as she watches me take her.
“W-what?” she whispers. “What d’you mean ‘d-don’t come’?”
“If you come, then I’m gonna come too,” I rumble. “And I’m tryna make it last for you. Tryna make it last a little longer.”
Her eyes stay on mine, wide and unblinking.
Looking guilty as hell, like she’s about to do exactly what I just told her not to.
“Ash,” I growl out. “Do not fucking come.”
She digs her nails into my chest and moans, “Try and stop me.”
“Ash,” I grind out, groaning as she squeezes up tight. “Baby, for fuck’s sake, I’m trying to make it last–”
I grunt and gasp as she suddenly grips my sac, massaging it so thoroughly that my vision turns hazy.
“Aisling,” I rasp, “slow the fuck down.”
She tugs them harder and I groan so loud that I have to bite my own goddamn tongue.