Page 11 of The Claiming Series: Collection 1
"I'm clean, Kitten, but I'll use something if you want," he says.
I love that he's getting the practicalities out of the way before he fucks me senseless. "I'm on the pill," I reply with a smile. "I want you bare."
"Fuck, I was hoping you were going to say that," he rasps.
It almost broke me to hear him tell me how much he wanted me and for how long. All those wasted yearswhen we could've been together. But he was trying to do the right thing, and I love him all the more for it.
He thinks his morals are questionable because of his feelings for me, but I know better. He wants to be mine, and I want to be his. I want everything he wants.
And right now, he wants me desperately, judging by the way his hard cock is nudging at my stomach. I haven't had a chance to fulfill one of my fantasies with him yet—but I'm about to.
I push him so he rolls onto his back. Running my hands down his hard stomach, I follow the happy trail of hair down his abs to his hard cock. He hisses as I grab it with one hand, sliding it up and down with firm strokes.
"Ivy," he grunts, his voice rough with passion.
Yeah. Pretty sure he likes that.
I give him a few more pumps, and he releases a groan. He reaches for my hand, wrapping his own around it and squeezing hard. I’m working on instinct, fisting this weapon of mass destruction, but I guess Ash likes itfirmer, rougher.
I continue to squeeze and pump, flushed with pleasure as Ash's breathing picks up. He grunts and groans, thrusting his hips in rhythm with my hand. Now I know what he likes, he removes his hand, letting me fly solo.
"That's it, Kitten. Work my cock like you own it," he gasps.
I can't believe how turned on I am by his responses. It's amazing, knowing I'm responsible for his pleasure.
I speed up my movements, seeing a bead of moisture leak from the end. Holding him firm, I dip my head, flicking my tongue along his slit to swipe it up. I hum as the taste of him explodes on my tongue. I open my mouth around him, taking him deep inside and circling my tongue around the head.
"Deeper," he demands roughly. "Take me all the way in."
I relax my throat until his tip hits the back, fighting my gag reflex. He's big and thick, and I'm struggling to fit him all in, but I’m not giving up. I suck him harder, faster, reveling in the noises coming from his throat. I'm so turned on that my juices ooze down my inner thighs.
"I'm going to come, Kitten, and you're going to swallow every last drop," he rasps, his hands moving to my head, digging into my scalp as I continue to deep-throat him.
"Holy fucking shit!" he roars, spilling his hot seed down my throat.
I do as he says and swallow every last bit, licking him clean as the last of his orgasm ebbs away. Amazingly, impossibly, he's still hard, and I lift bemused eyes to his.
"I told you he's not going down until I get inside you," he reminds me with an arrogant smirk.
Well, fuck. He wasn’t lying.
I slide up his body, and he pulls my head down to his for a deep kiss, sliding his tongue inside my mouth in long, slow strokes. Without breaking the kiss, he flips me onto my back, settling his weight on his elbows. His dick presses against my stomach. Holy crap, it's harder than ever. This man is a fucking sex god.
He breaks the kiss, staring down at me as he sweeps my damp hair away from my face. "I'm going to take you now, Kitten. Make you mine.”
His words are a promise, and I shiver in anticipation. “You ruined me for anyone else, you know that, right? You’ll be my first and my last.”
Ash swallows hard, his eyes full of emotion. “I know, Kitten. You saved herself for me, didn’t you? Makes me humble. But it also makes me want to roar and beat my chest like a fucking caveman.”
"Make me yours, Ash. And do it like you mean it," I demand, holding his intense blue gaze.
He smiles and swoops in for another kiss while he lines his cock up with my entrance, barely penetrating me. He slides it along my cleft a few times, wetting it with my juices. And then he thrusts in deep.
"Holy shit!" I shout, my eyes rolling back in my head as I lose all the breath in my lungs. It hurts, but the pain is fleeting. Nothing has ever felt as good as being filled by the man I love.
"Fuck, Ivy! You're so fucking tight!" Ash grunts, forcing himself to hold still while I adjust to his length and girth.
He still hasn't moved after several seconds. "If you don't move soon, I'm going to scream," I rasp, wrapping my legs around his hips and digging my heels intohis ass.
