Page 21 of Secret Desire
We removed each other’s clothes in a frantic rush, dropping everything on the floor without a care for wrinkles. We were in too much of a lust-fueled frenzy to worry about anything but getting naked as soon as possible.
Ashley pulled me into her arms, kissing me hard while walking me back to the bed. In some part of my brain I was fascinated by the way it felt so natural to let her take control. I was usually the person in charge. At work. In the bedroom. I rarely let my guard down. But now all I could think about was how good this felt, and how nice it was not to have to be making any decisions.
We fell onto the bed, Ashley landing on top. I rolled us over, pressing down against her to give her a long, passionate kiss, then she rolled us over again, sliding down my body to suckle my breasts. My back arched off the bed, pressing closer as she teased first one, then the other breast.
Her hand slid down my belly, stopping briefly to give my mound a possessive little squeeze before slipping down farther.
“You’re so wet already,” Ashley said as she kissed her way up to my collarbone, biting down gently on either side, not enough to mark me, but definitely hard enough for me to know she was there.
I cried out, already too far gone to form any cogent sentences. Ashley chuckled, then slowly made her way down my body until she was on her belly, her face between my thighs. She used her fingers to spread my lower lips wide, staring at my pussy like it was the most fascinating thing she’d ever seen.
“This is mine,” she said firmly, her breath tickling my sensitive tissues. “All mine.”
Her possessiveness thrilled me. “Yes,” I gasped. “Yours.”
She rewarded me by giving me a long, slow lick that I felt in every cell of my body. Again and again she moved through my folds, exploring me with her rough tongue until I was begging her to let me come. Then, and only then, she slid her tongue inside me, fucking me with it while I thrashed beneath her. When her fingers caught my clit and gave it a firm squeeze, I lost thelast remnants of my control. I shuddered through my orgasm, chanting Ashley’s name until the waves of pleasure receded.
“You look so beautiful when you come,” Ashley told me, her voice thick with satisfaction. “Now you can thank me.”
Before I knew her intention, Ashley crawled up my body, bringing her knees to either side of my head. She lowered her hips until she hovered just above my face.
“Be a good girl and lick me.”
Obediently I lifted my head and slid my tongue inside her channel, finding her wet and ready for me. I gripped her hips, settling her down on my face, and began eating her out in earnest, desperate to give her even a fraction of the pleasure she’d given me. She tasted sweet and salty, and I couldn’t get enough.
Ashley’s body surrounded me, dulling sound, but I could tell by the way she was shaking and grinding herself against my face that that she was enjoying my ministrations. I snaked my hands up, one grabbing her hip to hold her still, the other reaching for a breast. When I found it, I pinched her nipple between my fingers, giving it a sharp tug while my tongue focused on the swollen bud at her apex.
I sucked her clit between my teeth, biting down gently while I teased it with my tongue. Ashley started bucking against me, and I grabbed her other hip to keep her from flying right off me while she rode the waves of her orgasm.
When she finally sagged forward, then slid off me, I felt like an oral sex goddess. I’d gotten her off in record time and judging by the blissed out look on her face, Ashley had enjoyed every damned minute of it.
We adjusted our positions so we could snuggle together, my head on her shoulder, legs tangled around hers.
“That was good,” I said quietly. “Really good.”
I felt Ashley’s chest rumble beneath my cheek as she huffed out a laugh. “I’ll say.”
We were both quiet for a few minutes, recovering from what had just happened. When Ashley spoke again, I was already half asleep.
“Do you want to stay over?”
I yawned. “Yeah, but I have to get home by mid-morning. I have a conference call at eleven.”
“I’ll set the alarm on my phone,” she said.
“Set it an hour early,” I said. “I like morning sex.”
“Well aren’t you presumptuous?” she teased.
But she wasn’t laughing when we brought each other to orgasm the next morning. Twice.
As much as I wanted to spend the day with Ashley, I had a conference call to get to and several hours of work to do after. We agreed that I’d come back to her place when I was done with work so we could order pizza and watch movies. And have sex again a few times.
“It’ll be like a proper date night,” Ashley teased.
It was a far cry from my typical dates with other high-profile women, usually attending the opera or some art exhibit somewhere. I liked that I could just be myself with Ashley. She wasn’t impressed by my wealth, and she didn’t need anything from me other than orgasms. And I was more than happy to provide those.
I kissed Ashley goodbye at her door before heading home. I stepped out of the car service’s Town Car just as Ariel, Sadie, Grace, and Nicole walked out of AGM Tower. Crap.
