Page 26 of Save Me

“Shhh. I’ll get you there. Just relax.” Relax. Is he serious? I’m about to die! I spread my legs wider, so turned on I’m leaking everywhere. He grins wickedly, then drags his fingers through the pre-cum pooling on my belly. “Someone’s enjoying themselves.”

“Ashley, so help me!” I’m so hard I could cut glass and I’m barely holding it together. Then he licks his fingers, sucking them clean like they’re coated in chocolate. “Fucking hells, Ashley, if you don’t fuck me right now I’m gonna jerk myself off!”

Ash’s eyes flash with lust. “Well, that sounds like something we’ll need to try, but not right now.” He slicks his hand in my pre-cum then wraps it around my cock. “But don’t worry. I’ll take care of you, darling.” Fuck, his hand feels so good. I close my eyes and rock into his grip. “Jamie, look at me.” My eyes fly open, and he lowers his head, hovering just over the tip of my cock. “You can hold out a little longer.” I make a half groan, half whimper, and he looks up at me. “For me?” Fuck me! Now I can’t do anything but.

I bite my lip and nod. I can do this. I can. Then he lightly rubs my leaking tip against his lips, coating them with salty pre-cum and my good intentions fly out the window. I let out a growl as my hips jerk forward and my grip tightens in his hair. “Ashley!”

“I’ve imagined doing this so many times. I want to taste you everywhere.” I am literally going to die. Right here. In my parent’s bed. I whimper. “Ashley, you’re a goddamn cock-tease.”

“Says the man who baited me over pancake batter just yesterday.”

“Not like this!” I must sound pathetic enough for him to take pity on me, becausefinallyhe takes me into his warm, wet mouth and expertly sucks my brain out through my cock.

I lose my mind. I swear I do. All coherent thought is gone. There is only his mouth and my cock, and it’s incredible. Fuck, I have never been sucked off with half his enthusiasm, and I can truly say I am ruined. Blowjobs from anyone else will never compare. I open my eyes and fuuuuuuck he looks so good. His lips are stretched and red, glistening with spit and pre-cum, and his face is almost beatific. “Oh god, Ash, that’s so good.” I brush my fingers along his cheek and he sucks harder, stroking me with one hand while his other is furiously working his own cock. My body coils tightly, ready to come. I grab the base of my cock and squeeze just as he sucks me so deep I can feel the back of his throat. I groan from the very depths of my soul and try to hold on as my hips jerk forward. Neither of us is expecting it, and Ash gags a little, then coughs. I immediately push up onto my elbows, worried I’ve hurt him. “Jesus, Ash! I’m sorry. I didn’t… I wasn’t trying to…”

Ash hollows his cheeks and pulls off slowly, grinning at me like he’s thoroughly pleased with himself. “I’m fine.” He strokes me lazily. “Just a little rusty.” He licks the side of my cock and grins. “This is soooo much better than I imagined.”

My cock twitches at that. “Yeah, understatement of the year.” His hair is a riot of messy black waves, his pupils are blown wide, and his lips are wet and red. He is the picture of debauchery, and it looks so damn good on him. “Ash, sweetheart.” I tug at his arm until he crawls up onto the pillows and flops down with a grin, obviously pleased with himself. His eyes blaze with heat, and I roll over so he’s beneath me. “Fuck me.” I straddle his hips and push myself up. “Please.”

“Like this?” He strokes his hands up and down my thighs.

I nod. “Yeah. Just like this.” He pulls himself up and back against the headboard, moving me with him. Fucking finally! Now we’re getting somewhere. “Where’d you put the…” I don’t even need to finish the thought. He waves a hand at the side table and I lean over, digging in the drawer until I find the condoms and lube. I sit back up, open a packet, and reach behind me to grasp the base of his cock. Not that I haven’t enjoyed the foreplay, but I’m done waiting. I keep him steady with one hand as I slide the condom on with the other. “I want you Ash. Now.”

He squirts some lube into his hand and slicks his cock as I rise up on my knees and position myself over him. He watches me, gaze steady, and the heat in his eyes is so intense I swear I might spontaneously combust. The head of his cock nudges against me, slick and hard, and I exhale as I slowly lower myself down. Ash moans and grips my hips.

My eyes close and my head falls back as I sink lower, feeling the stretch and the way my body tightens around him. Ash’s fingers dig in as I stroke myself and breathe. As much as I want to slam down and fuck myself on him until I come, a little patience is needed. He’s not ridiculously big, but I’m definitely feeling it. I take another deep breath and open my eyes. Ash smiles at me and I grin back as my body relaxes and pulls him in the rest of the way. “Fuuuuuuuuck, yes!” We both groan, and I drop forward, hands on either side of his head. “Fucking perfect.” I press my mouth to his in a greedy, lust-filled kiss and start to move.

His dark eyes flash with desire and lock on me as we find our rhythm. “This what you wanted? My cock buried deep inside you?”

“Fuck yeah!” I grab the headboard, push up to my knees, and slam back down with a groan. This is going to be embarrassingly quick, but I’m beyond holding back. My eyes lock on his, and I raise myself up again, thrust down, and ride him hard and fast.

Ash lets out a growl and without warning flips me on my back, my legs pressed to my chest. He snaps his hips forward and pounds into me, moaning with each thrust, sweaty and panting and more beautiful than anyone I’ve ever seen. “Good?”

I nod quickly. “So good. So fucking good.” He slides his hands up the back of my thighs and pushes my legs higher, sinking even deeper. Every nerve inside me lights up, and the intensity only increases with each thrust. “Jesus, Ash! Yes! Harder! Please! Don’t stop!” My fingers grasp his forearms, digging into his hard muscles. I can’t breathe or think. “Please, please, please don’t stop.”

He slams into me again and again, forcing me further up the mattress with each snap of his hips, and it’s so fucking good. My balls draw up tight, and I won’t last. Ash moans above me. “Jamie. Fuck, I’m close.” I’m coated in pre-cum and need to stroke myself, but I can’t make my fingers let go of his forearms. “Come for me, Jamie.” He thrusts into me again. “I want to watch you come.” He snaps his hips hard and slams into me. “Come.”

Every muscle in my body seizes, and I forget how to breathe. My orgasm crashes through me as my lungs scream for air and wave after wave of body-clenching pleasure wrings me dry. Just when I think I’m truly broken, I collapse back onto the bed, taking deep, gasping breaths.

I stare up at the ceiling, trying to get my muscles to work properly and my brain back online. Fuuuuuuuuck that was so hot. Who knew bossy was so erotic? Ash drops across me, breathing just as heavily as I am. “Jamie, darling, you are perfection.” His eyes are closed, and he has the softest smile on his lips.

I kiss his forehead, which is all I can reach at the moment. “Thank you.” I force my muscles to move and roll us onto our sides. With a still-shaky hand, I caress his cheek. “The feeling is mutual.” I groan as I force myself up onto my elbow.

He frowns and reaches out to steady me. “Alright?”

I nod and give him a dopey grin. “Yeah. Better than alright. That was…” I struggle through sex-brain for words to describe what just happened. “That was incredible.”

He watches me for another moment, then smirks. “Well, I aim to please.” He carefully removes the condom and wraps it in some tissues before dropping it off the side of the bed and flopping back across the mattress. “It was definitely more than I expected, and exactly as perfect as I hoped.”

“Well, I aim to please, too.” At that point, Ash’s stomach growls loudly. I chuckle and maneuver myself to the edge of the bed. “I think food is in order. How about we clean up and I make us some eggs and toast?”

Ash sighs dramatically. “Oh god, yes, please. I’m famished.”

I laugh and grab his hand, pulling him up beside me. “Okay then. Up. Showers. Dressing. Then breakfast.” He flops onto his side with a groan, and I slap him lightly on the ass. “C’mon, up!”

“Barbarian!” He flashes me an indignant scowl as I get up and shuffle into the bathroom.

“Come on. I’ll let you hog the hot water.” With only a small hesitation, he rolls out of bed and follows me into the bathroom. I’m in and out of the shower, washing quickly before Ash is even finished wetting his hair. I’m still loose-limbed and sluggish, but Ash doesn’t seem to be much better, which, I’ll admit, strokes my ego in the best way. I step out of the tub and grab a towel. “I can feel you staring at my ass, Ash.” I turn around, grinning, and pinch his hip. “Don’t take too long. I’ll go down and start the stove.” I wrap the towel around my hips and walk into the bedroom.

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