Page 75 of The Master

I bent my head and covered her mouth with mine, the tip of my tongue sliding across her bottom lip until she opened for me. She whimpered as my tongue swept inside her mouth, the sound making my cock ache with the need for release. I wouldn’t have any trouble at all getting it up a second time tonight.

We made our way to the bedroom, shedding our clothes and pausing to kiss along the way. Our hands got in the way, and kisses meant for lips landed on cheeks and jaws, but the laughter we shared enhanced the experience instead of detracting from it.

Making love didn’t have to be somber to be serious, I realized. And that’s what she and I did. We made love.

“Sit down,” she said, pointing to the bed.

I complied, and she went to her knees on the soft carpet, parting my thighs so she could get into the position she wanted. Her eyes stayed on mine as she wrapped her hand around the base of my cock, moving from bottom to top with tight, almost rough tugs that made me groan with pleasure. And her mouth wasn’t even on me yet.

“What do you want me to do, Mr. Lexington?” She darted out her tongue and flicked it against the tip of my cock, never losing her rhythm.

“Suck me.” I reached out, curving my fingers around the back of her head. “I want to come in your mouth.”

She licked her lips, and I cursed. Her eyes glowed as she let me pull her head down, and then came the first soft breath, the touch of her lips as they wrapped around me. Light pressure encouraged her to take more, and inch by inch, I slid over her tongue and deeper into the wet heat of her mouth. When I neared the back of her throat, I relaxed my hand, wanting this part to be her choice.

Her free hand cupped my balls, rolling them between her fingers as she slowly took more of me until I was as deep as I could go. She didn’t linger long, but she didn’t have to. The suction as she moved her head up and down was enough to build the pressure inside me at a nearly painful rate, and it didn’t take long for me to dig my fingers into her hair to get her attention.

“I’m close.”

The hand around my balls tightened, and she sucked on me harder. My eyes rolled back, and the second I felt teeth, I exploded, holding her head in place as my hips jerked, and my cock emptied into her mouth. She swallowed, then licked every inch of my sensitive skin until my cock began to soften. Only then did she sit back on her heels, her hands now resting on my knees.

I let my gaze run over her, taking in the flushed skin and pebbled nipples. I didn’t need to ask if she was turned on. The visual said it all.

“Bed. Now.” My voice was harsh.

She climbed onto the bed, giving me an enticing view as she went. Without me needing to tell her, she settled back on the pillows and spread her legs.

I didn’t hesitate to give her the command. “Touch yourself.”

One hand went to one of her breasts, fingers pinching and tugging on her nipple. The other hand went down between her legs, fingers moving through fiery curls before parting those lower lips and revealing that soft, pink part of her.

Her middle finger made short, small brushes across her clit, and then slipped down to slide inside her. Her breathing quickened as she repeated the sequence once, twice, three times…

My cock began to swell, and I wrapped my fingers around it, skin still slick from Ashlee’s mouth and my cum. I moved my hand in the familiar rhythm, my eyes never leaving the erotic image Ashlee offered. Her eyelids drooped, and she fought to keep her eyes open, appearing to be as turned on as I was.

It didn’t matter that we weren’t touching each other or that we were at opposite ends of the bed. This was more intimate than what I’d had with any other woman, and Ashlee was the only one I ever wanted to have it with.

I moved first, but she came to meet me, her arms wrapping around my neck even as I picked her up, holding onto her hips. We came together with a sigh, bodies rocking against each other in rare, perfect synchronization. I was as aware of her body as I was of my own. Our pulses racing together. Nerves screaming as pleasure blazed across them. Cells merging, bodies becoming, joining, being…

Ashlee cried out my name, every muscle in her body tightening around me to the point of pain, and that was exactly what I needed to come again. Her nails bit into my skin and I sunk my teeth into her shoulder, neither of us drawing blood, but both hard enough to leave marks. Physical marks that didn’t even come close to reflecting the unseen mark she’d left on me from that first conversation.

“I love you,le soleil.” I kissed her jaw as I ran my hand up and down her spine.

“I love you too.”

She didn’t sound surprised, or like she was only saying it because I’d said it first. She wouldn’t ever say something that she didn’t mean, but I suspected she’d waited until I was ready to admit that I felt the same thing for her that she felt for me.

I’d always thought that those three words would terrify me, send me running, but now I was wishing I hadn’t waited so long to say it to her because loving her and her loving me was the greatest thing I’d ever felt.

Vowing that I’d never wait to let her know how I felt again, I pulled back enough so we could look at each other.

“This might be fast,” I said, “but I want you to move in here. If it’s too much right now, that’s okay. I just want you to know that whenever you’re ready, I am too.”

She was quiet for a few seconds, her expression telling me that she was searching for something in my face before answering.

Then she smiled, and I smiled back.

“I’d love to live with you.”

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