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“Okay!” I yell back.
Closing the door to the bathroom in the master bedroom, I pull out the lingerie set, brush my teeth, and change. The set is very sexy! Emerald in color, the bra is strappy, with lace cups that show my nipples and piercings; the thong is all lace as well. As I am getting ready to walk out, I hear the other bathroom door close and the sound of Anthony also brushing his teeth. I give him time to do everything and peek out to make sure he is downstairs. Right as I open the door, Anthony calls up to me, “Ashlynn, are you coming down or what?”
Taking a deep breath, I walk down the stairs and stop on the last one. When Anthony looks up, he sees my reflection in the mirror hanging on the living room wall directly across the staircase. Almost too perfect of a setup for him to see what I have on for him.
“Oh, holy shit! That’s ah, fuck!” He’s lost for words, and now he is the one biting on his bottom lip. Dropping the blanket, he was holding and walking over to the staircase, he stops in front of me to look me up and down. He lightly grazes his fingers over the bra and moves down to slip a few fingers beneath the lace of the thong, caressing my smooth skin up and down. Without warning, he picks me up and wraps my legs around his waist. He moves us over to the couch, with me straddling him. Holding onto the back of my neck, he is kissing me deep and slow, then moving to my neck with me tilting my head back to give him all access. I reach down to undo his jeans; Anthony lifts his hips, so I can slide them down all the way and his cock is hard and pops right out; once his pants are off, I move to pull his shirt off.
Pushing the fabric to the side, he slides his fingers along my entrance, “Always wet and ready for me!”
Moaning and biting my lower lip, he pushes the two fingers into me, filling me. I can hear how wet he has me from his fingers moving in and out. Pulling out his fingers, he licks my wetness off, along with putting one in my mouth to lick myself off him. Anthony then reaches down, moving the fabric out of the way, and pushes his hard cock into me. I start to move my hips back and forth as he thrusts up. In a moan, he says, “Give me one orgasm, baby, because I am ready to devour this pussy.”
My arms wrap around his neck; he then places both hands on my hips and every time I move my hips forward, he thrusts up in me in a punishing force, but the pleasure that builds in me has me moaning his name. “Yes, Anthony, right there–fuck me right there.”
With pleasure coursing through my body, Anthony leans his head down to suck on one of my nipples, flicking the barbell with his tongue and moving to the other with the same movements. Coming down from my orgasm, he stands up. With my legs still around his waist, he lays me down on the couch and starts removing my lingerie.
Kissing up my legs and moving between both, he gets to my area and plays with his fingers first, then starts licking me from top to bottom. Looking up at me, he says, “Ashlynn, I want to touch you everywhere. Will you let me?”
I know exactly what he is talking about–a place I always thought I would NEVER let anyone touch–but I want to give all of myself to Anthony. Breathlessly, I look down at him. “Yes, I am yours, Anthony. Touch me everywhere.”
Letting out a low growl, he dips his finger in my wetness, and moves to start massaging me and so slowly. It is a feeling I have never felt before, but the pleasure it gives is undescribable. Still massaging me, he starts to lick and suck on my clit. Biting me lightly, I can feel another orgasm on the edge, but he stops everything. Moving up, he slams his mouth to mine and I taste myself on him. “Ashlynn, do you trust me? Can I have you back here?”
Before my mind catches up to what he just asked me, I nod my head.
“Baby, are you sure? I’ll be gentle and go slow.”
Nodding my head, I say, “Just go slow.”
Thrusting his cock back in me, he gets all my wetness on him. After he is done, he lays down behind me, lining himself up and grabbing my leg. Slowly and gently, like he said he would, he starts entering me. I let out a low, shaky moan. “Oh fuck, Anthony.”
Grabbing my chin to move my face to look at him, he says, “Are you okay? Does it hurt? I can stop.”
“No, it doesn’t hurt. Keep going.”
Pushing in inch by inch, he says, “Oh fuck, Ashlynn, so tight.”
When he is all the way in, he holds still for a minute so we both can adjust to the feeling. it's a feeling of being completely full. Resting his head against my shoulders and wrapping me in his arms, he starts moving his hips and thrusting in me at a slow pace. “Are you okay? This feels so good, Ashlynn.”
All I can do is moan at the feeling, because I can’t even lie–it feels amazing. It’s so different from when he is in my pussy. “Anthony, it’s so good.”
After being in this position, his breathing starts laboring and I know he is about ready to cum, but before I can say anything, he rolls me to my stomach and pulls out of me to go back into my pussy. Leaning back down in a tight embrace, he turns my head to kiss me just as we both fall over the edge and orgasm together.
Laying down and pulling me into him, he gives me a sweet kiss on my forehead. “Thank you. I’ve never done that, and it made it even better with you.” Holding the side of my face and caressing my cheek with his thumb, he says, “I love you, Ashlynn.”
I move to kiss him because this was one of the most intimate things I have ever done, and I wouldn’t have done it with anyone else. “I love you, Anthony.”
After cleaning up, we finally lay down to watch the movie and fall asleep to the soft sound of the rain hitting the windows.
27
Anthony
Woman – Mumford & Sons
Waking up the next morning, with the sun shining right in my face, I look over at the clock and it is barely after 6 AM. Of course, we would be leaving on a rare sunny day in Seattle.
Rolling back over so my back is now to the door, I pull Ashlynn into me, kissing her neck, and she doesn’t budge. She is out. Lightly caressing her skin while she sleeps, my mind goes to the night before. I still can’t believe what we did last night. I don’t know what came over me asking Ashlynn if I could have her in that way. I don’t entirely know if her agreeing to it was just all lust or if she always wanted to try it. Like she was waiting to do that with me. I give Ashlynn a kiss on the crown on her head and get up out of bed.
Heading downstairs, I begin to tidy up the couch from last night before moving into the kitchen to start a pot of coffee. After pouring myself a cup, I quietly open the back door and sit down to enjoy the sunny morning. The water is calm, and the air is fresh. My quiet is soon ruined by the ringing of my phone, and I can’t think of who in the hell is calling me so early. Everyone knows I am here in Seattle. Quickly answering without looking at who is calling, and I instantly regret it once I hear her voice. “Hi Anthony! It’s Mika.”