Page 14 of Don't Hate Me
I sat up in bed, naked. There had been no need for T-shirts or shorts, or even the pajama pants I’d packed. Ash apparently had no hang ups about her body, probably from all those years of wearing skimpy bikinis around me. She was completely free in her nudity. A virgin until eighteen, and now she could walk around the hotel suite without a stitch of clothing to get us two glasses of water.
I fucking loved it. Hopping out of bed, I took a piss, brushed my teeth, then pulled on a pair of jeans. I apparently wasn’t as blasé about my nudity, or I needed the barrier of my jeans to remind me Ash wasn’t a fucking machine.
Literally afuckingmachine.
The coffee lured me out of the bedroom and into the living area. There was a kitchenette area and Ash was standing there, wearing my shirt from yesterday, sipping from a mug she’d poured for herself.
I came up behind her, my arms on either side of her body, trapping her against the counter, then bent down to kiss her neck.
“You okay?” I asked her. “It’s not too much for you, is it? The sex.”
“Better than okay,” she sighed, and tilted her head to give me more access. “And it will never be too much.”
I backed off a little and lifted the shirt just to see if she was wearing panties. She wasn’t. Her perky little ass was right there on display. I stared down at it and remembered spanking her on the beach, and, even though I would have thought it was impossible, I started to get hard again.
“What are you doing?” she asked, although there was a smile in her tone.
“I’m staring at your ass remembering how nice it looks all pinked up.”
“I still can’t believe you’re apparently into that.”
Neither could I. “Never considered it before. But with you it just comes so naturally. Like your ass was made for me to smack it.”
I reached out to stroke a finger over her soft, pliant skin. I could see some faint smudges of bruises where I’d squeezed her too hard.
“Speaking of your ass…” I left it hanging there, not knowing how she’d feel about that. Wondering how far I could take her sexually, when she was still so new to it.
“What about it?”
“Can I have it?” Because I wanted all her virginity. Her pussy, her mouth, her ass. All of it was mine to claim.
She turned around to face me. “You’re talking about anal sex. Hmm. I’m not sure about that. I’ll need to read up on it first.”
That made me laugh. “Okay, you go ahead and study up.”
She bit her bottom lip and it made me want to kiss her. “Have you ever done it?”
I shook my head.
“But you want to?”
“With you. Yes. I want it all with you.”
That made her smile.
“I thought we could go to the pool today,” she offered. “It’s heated, and next to it is a huge Jacuzzi.”
“That’s a good idea. Something to relax our muscles.”
I got a mug from one of the shelves and poured myself a cup of coffee, even as I topped off hers. I pulled the milk out from the mini fridge and added a splash to hers and a little to mine.
I walked over to sit on the couch. Beyond the sliding glass doors, I could see the beach stretching past the hotel. Ash followed me and made herself comfortable in my lap. Her naked ass pressed into my crotch. As close as she could be while still giving me enough space to drink my coffee.
“You have to sit on my lap?” I said it like it bothered me. It didn’t.
“Yes, that’s what girlfriends do.”
“I’ve had girlfriends. They didn’t sit on my lap.”
