Page 21 of So Wrong, It's Wright
“I know what I am, Tahlia. Just like I know you’re absolutely perfect,” he whispers, his voice husky as he leans in and nips my lips.
“Touch me and you’ll find out how hot I think you are,” I murmur, needing this beautiful, world-rocking man to understand how I see him. It saddens me to think he sees himself as anything other than the magnificent man he is.
“You want me to touch you, huh?” He presses his weight onto the bed beside me, his fingers starting at the center of my throat before gliding down, thumbing my nipples, and sending delicious ripples down to my core before he lightly glides a fingertip over my dripping core and groans, finding out just how wet he makes me.
“And I want to touch you too.”
“Think you’re ready for that?” he returns, grinning wickedly before he kisses me again, his tongue diving deep, fucking my mouth the way I want him to take my body. Then he nips at my bottom lip and drags his mouth lower, sweeping tiny circles along my throat until he’s back to sucking my nipple into his hot mouth, teeth grazing, tongue teasing.
“I’m ready. I know you’re worried you’re too big for me. But if my body is made to have a baby, surely it was made for you too.”
He releases my nipple with a pop. “Hmm. You ever had a baby?”
“No.” I giggle as he lifts his head and meets my eyes, giving me a boyish smile. “But I did get myself a rather large… toy to prepare for you.”
He pushes up on his arms rapidly, his face aligning with mine as his eyes light up with curious interest. “Are you serious right now? Because if you’re teasing, I really need you to stop. I’m so fucking hard for you right now, and information like that could very well unman me.”
Pulling at my bottom lip with my teeth, I start to twist his buttons open, revealing the thick, hairy chest underneath. I don’t know what it is about Ash, but everything about him turns me on so much that I’m shuddering in anticipation. “Open my beside drawer and you’ll find out for yourself.”
He sits back on his knees, and I giggle when he opens my drawer and finds a big purple glitter dildo inside. “Isthisthe eggplant you and Ruby were talking about earlier?” he asks, brows raised as he holds it in the air like a sword.
I put my hands over my face as laughter bubbles out of my chest. “You know it wasn’t,” I say from behind my fingers.
I hear the weight of it drop into my drawer as he leans over me again, his voice low and amused. “Naughty girl, tiny.” He grinds his hips against me and I moan, my hands landing against his chest, my fingers curling into his chest hair.
“Please, Ash.” I want him inside me so badly that I wrap my legs around his middle and grind into him.
“Jesus, Tahlia. You have no idea what you’re doing to me.” I shove his shirt off his shoulders and he helps by shucking it to the side, his darkened blue eyes flashing with momentary worry as the thickness around his waist is exposed. “Maybe we should turn out the lights?”
I stop him as he reaches for the lamp, my hand wrapping around his strong forearm. “Don’t you dare. I want to see all of you. Including your eggplant.” I reach my hands down to his sides and rake my nails over his skin. “Don’t hide from me, Ash.”
He lowers his arm back to the mattress and holds himself over me. “OK,” he whispers, eyes searching mine before he dips his head and kisses me slow and deep, the urgency of all our previous kisses calming as a beautiful intensity takes over.
I place my hand on his shoulder, pushing gently until he rolls onto his back and I’m straddled over him, kissing him all over, showing him some of the attention he showed me.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he rasps, his fingers sliding into my auburn locks before I shift back on his waist, reaching between us to unbuckle his belt and open his fly.
“Eggplant time,” I tease with a sultry grin as I work his pants down past his hips, holding on and giggling while he kicks them off like he’s a bucking bull. Although my laughter quickly dissipates when I get my first look at the monster cock in his pants. “Holy shit. Your eggplant is way bigger than mine.” I’m actually staring at it. It’s bigger than I expected, long and thick, with big veins running down the sides, his smooth crown glistening with his arousal.
“We don’t have to do this if you’d rather wait,” he says straight away, his hands landing on my thighs and rubbing soothingly. “I don’t want to hurt you in any way.”
There’s so much sincerity in his voice that my heart melts. This can’t be easy for him, naked, so aroused and so close to doing something about it. The respect I have for him triples in that moment, but there’s also no way I’m taking him up on that offer. I’ve been dreaming about this since he went down on me when I stumbled into the wrong hotel room. There’s no way I’m turning back now.
“I don’t want to stop, Ash. I want you,” I murmur, shifting myself so I’m sitting on top of him, his rock-hard shaft pressed against my center as I glide up to his tip, my juices causing him to moan as I coat him then position him at my entrance. “In fact, I’m pretty sure I need you. Right. Here.”
ASH
Her heat opens then stretches around me, so tight that my eyes lose focus and I almost crack a tooth gritting my teeth so hard. “You sure you’re OK, tiny?” I ask, my hands gripping her thighs as she pauses halfway on her journey down.
“So. Big.” She gasps.Fuck.
My hands shift to her hips, ready to haul her off me.I knew I was too big for her.
“Do you need to stop?”
She shakes her head and places her hands on my wrists, trying to stop me from lifting her in the direction that doesn’t involve sliding further down my cock. I’m caught between wanting to protect her and giving her exactly what she wants, so I move my hand between us, my thumb seeking out of her clit and teasing her until her winces changes to moans and she starts inching her way down again.
“Holy fuck, Ash. This is…it’s…”
