Page 23 of Use Me
I brought my lips to hers again. We kissed as I worked on undoing my jeans. We kissed while I tugged them down my legs. And we kissed while I stepped out of my boxers. Once we were both completely naked, our mouths stayed fused as I pushed her back until she hit the end of my bed. Then, as she scooted to the center of my king-sized bed, I crawled on top of her.
I trailed kisses from her mouth, down her neck, across her breasts, not stopping my journey until my tongue took its first taste of her pussy. She was sweet, almost like the whiskey I’d been drinking that night, and the moans coming from Ashtyn’s throat told me I was on the right path. I spread her more, my tongue going as deep as it possibly could. I added my finger as I circled her clit with my tongue until she moaned and clenched her thighs together as she came.
No words were spoken as I slowly ran my hands along her smooth, ivory skin from her calf up to her breast. My lips returned to hers, my hard cock pressed into her side and my hand pinching her nipple. I didn’t know how long I could hold out, but I was waiting for Ashtyn’s breathing to return to normal. Granted, I was still working her body instead of letting her rest. I couldn’t help it.
A warm hand wrapped around my dick causing me to break our lips apart. She started to stroke me with her soft hand and I really couldn’t let it continue because I was on the brink of coming as it was. Instead, I reached into the nightstand and grabbed a condom. As I rose up on my heels to sheath myself, Ashtyn’s hand fell away from me, and she spread her legs, welcoming me to enter her.
I didn’t waste any more time as I sank into her causing her legs to wrap around my waist. My lips were on hers again like I needed them to breathe. For all I knew, I did.
My hips rocked into Ashtyn as our bodies moved in sync with each other. Her pussy tightened at times causing me to growl low in my throat. Fuck, she felt good. So fucking good. I didn’t want to stop in fear that this would be the only time we’d spend together, but I needed to come. I broke our kiss, thrusting faster, my balls slapping between her legs. Ashtyn’s back arched as she grabbed her tits. The sight of her playing with herself caused me to groan my release at the same time Ashtyn shattered under me, her pussy milking me until the last drop.
After I cleaned up, I expected to walk back into the room where I’d see Ashtyn putting her clothes back on. Instead, she lay in my bed, her blonde hair fanned across my pillow. The sight of her put an instant smile on my face.
“You know fake boyfriends and girlfriends stay over for the night, right?” I asked, moving toward the bed. I didn’t want her to leave. I crawled under the covers, bringing her naked body flush with mine.
“Oh yeah?”
I kissed her bare shoulder. “Yeah.”
“Then you better turn off the light so we can get some sleep.”
I smiled and did just that.
Breaking News: Ashtyn Valor and Rhys Cole got naked wasted last night!
Okay, maybe I was the only one wasted, but I remembered everything.
The way he kissed practically every inch of me.
The way he licked me between my legs.
The way he drove into me, causing my back to arch and me to come undone.
I was buzzed for sure which made me loosen up and agree to go home with him. And I didn’t regret it.
As I woke, I faintly smelled coffee. I hadn’t woken up to that smell since I lived at home with my parents. Never once had Corey made me a cup of coffee or brought me breakfast in bed. I was always the one awake first. In fact, none of my previous boyfriends woke up before me. Was Rhys making me coffee or just for himself?
I crawled out of the warm bed, grabbed my clothes, and went to the connecting bathroom to freshen up the best I could. After getting dressed, I finger-combed my long blonde hair and took a swig of mouthwash before finding my way to the kitchen.
Coming out of the bedroom, I stopped at a table at the end of the hall. It sat between both bedrooms. One was the master bedroom, and the other was an office. Just like my place. The skinny, wood table had pictures of Rhys standing with who I assumed were hockey players because they were all autographed to him. I smiled as I looked at each one, and then turned and walked down the hall in the direction the coffee smell was coming from. It didn’t take me long to find it because the moment I cleared the hall, the kitchen was to my right. Rhys was sitting at a breakfast bar, with his back to the living room. The sports paper and a cup of coffee were in front of him.
“You read the paper too?” It might be a weird question to ask, but I meant it in the sense that he wasn’t getting his news from the internet.
“Only for the stuff I missed the night before. Usually, I get it all on my phone or the computer.”
“Me too.” I smiled.
Rhys slid off the brown stool, his eyes roaming my body. “Sit. I’ll make you a cup of coffee.”
It wasn’t coffee in bed, but the fact that Rhys was going to make it for me made it that much better. As he put a pod in theKeurig, I grabbed the front page of the paper and started to skim it. Corey never understood why I actually bought and read the newspaper when the news was always at our fingertips, but it was because everything I needed to know was right there in black and white. Granted, just like Rhys, I too read a lot online, but there was just something about reading the morning newspaper while sipping coffee that made me feel like our lives weren’t consumed with social media and notification alerts.
“How do you take it?”
I looked up to meet his blue eyes. “Cream and one packet of stevia.”
I’d expected him to tell me he didn’t have stevia and I’d have to drink real sugar, but he didn’t. He smiled and turned to do just that I assumed. He placed the mug in front of me and then sat beside me on his stool.
“What do you want to do today?”
