Page 73 of Embrace
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I can’t…
“Ash... Uh… A…”
Fuck, it’s… “Ah!” I cry to the high heavens on impact. The orgasmic sensation is strong, deep, and lasting. It spreads through my pussy like a desert wind. I forget to breathe as it continues. I can’t…
“Fuck!” Asher blurts out.
He lets go of me. He frees me. I curl into a ball as the remains of the orgasm refuse to release me. I hear his belt hit the floor. Then his hands are on my knees again. He spreads them. Skin on skin, I take hold of him. His pubic hair is against my pussy, his heaviness securing me to the mattress. His cock soars through my wetness.
He calls, “Oh!”
The bed bangs, creaks, and knocks.
Our lips melt. He feels so good, stretching me inside. His cock pumps in and out of my caves. He’s so thick, so engorged. My eyes grow as wide as they can possibly go. I’m riding a wave of euphoria.
Then he mutters something indecipherable. It happens rapidly. His large palms grip my ass. I’m no longer beneath him. I’m on top, digging into the sheets as he shifts my pussy fast against his cock then slow.
“Ah!” I cry as he plugs me deep and fastens his cock deep inside me, then he kisses the side of my face as his mouth searches greedily for mine.
We whimper as we kiss because we can’t seem to satiate ourselves. I want him so much. I need him like I need air. I want to swallow his mouth as I take his face in my hands.
“I love you,” I whisper.
Those three words are fuel to his fire. He flips me back over, grabs hold of my flimsy backboard, and grunts as he throws all his strength behind his final thrusts.
Wood crashes against plaster. Harder… I tighten my pussy around the action so I can feel all of it. Hard… The tickling sensation in my pussy warns me that a new orgasm is blossoming. I grow tense as I lift my hips so that I can feel it more.
It’s coming.
We’re coming.
Then we cry out together. Asher tosses his head back as he shivers and jerks. I sough as my pussy shivers around his cock. As soon his orgasm dwindles, he sweeps me up again and rolls me back on top of him.
* * *
Lyingon top of Asher was always just as comfortable as sleeping on the mattress. I loved listening to his heartbeats and feeling his skin and muscles. I circled my tongue around his nipple and sucked it into my mouth. “Mm,” I said as he sucked air. I loved tasting him too.
“I love you too,” he whispered in the dim room.
I wanted to put my heart and soul on the table and share something that made me vulnerable.
“I would live on an apple farm with you and have as many kids as you wanted,” I said finally.
“Is that so?” he asked, sounding highly inquisitive.
I pressed my lips together, feeling deceitful because I’d omitted telling him that I got the whole notion of an apple farm with kids from Greg.
“You want to live on an apple farm?” he asked.
“Well, no. But I would, only for you.”
He chuckled as he ran his large hands down my back then pushed my ass against his cock to keep himself inside me.
“I’m happy to hear it because a day might come when we can’t do our jobs like regular people as Christmases.”
I grimaced, sliding my hands up and down his strong torso. “What are you saying?”
