Page 56 of Commander

Another glob of hazelnut fell into the valley of my breasts and over my nipples and down to my glistening sex. “That’s the point. I want you sticky, wet, sweaty, writhing under me, and begging me to let you come.”

“Ashu, are you going to keep talking or are you going to do something?”

Ashur growled, dropped the container and spoon onto the counter with a sharp rattle, and cupped my chocolate-covered breasts. He massaged the mounds and then pinched the tips as he brought his mouth down to nip the buds with his teeth.

I cried out as he engulfed a nipple in his mouth.

“Does this answer your question?” he murmured as he moved to the other breast. “Now be a good girl and let me enjoy my morning wakeup.”

He flicked and swirled his tongue, lapping at the sugary concoction and making my clit throb for the attention he was lavishing on my breasts.

I gasped and bowed as he feasted on my breasts and upper body. By the time he licked down my stomach, I was on the verge of coming, and he hadn’t even grazed my clit.

“Ashu—” my body was on fire, “—I need you to make me come.”

“Sorry, love, but you moved your hands.”

Instantly, I realized my fingers were clutched in his hair and I’d been using his head as leverage to keep me from falling backward. I released my hold on him and gripped the edge of the granite.

He looked up my body and smiled against my abdomen.

He held my gaze as his chocolate-covered tongue dipped into my bellybutton and then trailed to the swollen folds of my labia.

Spreading my thighs apart, his attention moved to my soaked sex. He circled the sensitive bundle of nerves of my clit three times before spearing deep into my sopping pussy. He ate me like a man starved, bringing me to the edge of orgasm too many times to count.

“Please,” I whimpered, throwing my head back. Tears rimmed my eyes as my need was to the point I wouldn’t be able to go on any longer without release. “I can’t take it anymore.”

“I know, baby. I won’t make you wait any longer.” He rose to his feet, pulling me to the edge of the counter.

He cupped my face, thumbing the tears of frustration dampening my cheeks, and kissed me hard and with a passion that had my head reeling.

“Do you want me?”

“Dammit, Ashu. I never stopped wanting you.”

“I know. I just needed to hear you say it.”

Reaching between our bodies, he pushed down his pants and freed his thick, hard cock. He positioned himself at my entrance and slammed in to the hilt.

We both cried out at the same time.

“How is it you’re so tight? I’ve fucked you six times in less than two days.” He pulled out and hammered back in.

“Why are you asking me stupid questions? I need to come. Will you fuck me already?” I bit his shoulder but kept my hands on the island.

The sadistic bastard would probably stop if I moved them.

“Sheathe the fangs. I’ll make it good for you.”

Ashur fisted my hair with his fingers and gripped my hip tight, ensuring I’d probably have another bruise or two to add to the ones Casey gave me from sparring. Then he set a hard, unrelenting pounding that had me sliding up the stone counter to only be brought back again to meet his thrust.

The friction ignited the almost painful ache Ashur had stirred, and I erupted, bowing my back as my hard nipples scraped against his chest.

Sensations of falling filled my mind, and my pussy clamped down on his pistoning cock.

Just as I was coming down, Ashur changed his pace and my need started again. He made me come one more time before he let go and collapsed against me on the granite.

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