Page 63 of Ash

My eyes roamed his body, taking in his muscular frame, tight abs, and the bulge in his pants.

I dropped my book, and my mouth went dry, making me lick my lips again.

He stopped at the bottom of the bed and pulled off his shoes and socks.

I wondered if I should get up and strip off my own clothes or wait for him to come to me.

I decided to be bold and get naked for him, but before I had time to react, he was on me, pressing me back against the pillow, kissing me like a man possessed. And it was bloody great!

He was frantic as he peeled my top and bra off before his mouth latched on to my nipple. He sucked hard, and I bucked into him.

Dear god, this guy’s touch just got better and better. He moved to the other nipple, giving it the same attention while one hand slipped inside my waistband. He groaned when he found me already damp and continued to kiss me hungrily. I couldn’t believe that such a hot guy wanted me this much.

He pulled my yoga pants off, then my panties, and I was naked before I realised it. Somehow, so was he. How the hell he managed to undress us both and keep touching me and kissing me, I would never know. The guy definitely had skills! Yai for us! My inner devil shouted, and I grinned at myself. Sometimes, I thought that I could very well be nuts. I certainly seemed to be whenever I was around Ash.

He was kissing all the way down my body. I squirmed, eager for him to get where I knew he was headed. Thankfully, it didn’t take him long. I gasped in pleasure as his tongue licked my folds and then flicked inside. Oh my god! He licked and sucked at me like he was devouring me; his groans of pleasure made me even wetter. He continued his assault, directing his attention to my clit, sucking and nibbling, licking, and rubbing until I was out of my mind with pleasure, chasing the high I could feel building inside me. I mewled as he thrust two fingers inside my hole. A few more thrusts, and I was done for. I came on a long moan.

He didn’t stop there, though. He kept up his ministrations until I was squirming and bucking into him again. Oh, the things this man was doing to me were way better than my imagination could invent, and certainly way better than my previous two sexual partners had been. I couldn’t get enough of what he had to give me. I was almost on the verge of coming again when he stopped.

I moaned in protest, but he quickly climbed up my body, positioning himself between my thighs. I opened my legs further as he settled between them. My heart raced, anticipating what was about to happen.

“I want you, Gracie,” he said, and my core clenched at the thought.

Such a sexy voice! My inner devil purred dreamily.

“Tell me you want me, too,” he said.

My breath hitched as I looked into his eyes. Oh, I so did! I wanted him badly, so badly I couldn’t think straight, never mind form a coherent sentence. Besides, I was shy, and it was difficult enough for me to form a coherent sentence in the presence of a young, hot guy at the best of times; in such an intimate situation, it felt nigh impossible.

So, instead, I leaned towards him, intent on kissing his sexy mouth.

He held himself just out of reach. Damn it!

“Tell me,” he demanded.

Of course, I wanted him. Wasn’t it obvious?

He was gazing at me intently, his muscles straining as he held himself still above me, and I could see the effort it took him to do so. We were both breathing heavily with our need.

I leaned towards him once more, but again, he pulled back. That’s when I recognised the vulnerability in his gaze. This wasn’t just an ego thing; he really needed to hear me say the words. He really needed to know that I wanted him. How could he doubt it? I didn’t know, but just like I had my insecurities, I guessed deep down that Ash did, too.

“I want you,” I gasped.

He smirked, but I could see the relief in his eyes.

He leaned down and finally kissed me. Our tongues danced together in perfect sync. He moved us so we were lying on our sides while we continued to explore each other’s mouths. We kissed until we finally had to break apart to breathe. As we frantically pulled air into our lungs, he reached for his jeans on the floor and pulled a condom out of the pocket.

Putting it on the bed beside us, he leaned over me again, and his hands started working their magic on my body once more.

His touch sent little sparks of electricity straight to my core.

“You are so wet for me, Gracie. Just perfect,” Ash said.

Then he tore open the condom with his teeth and, in one smooth motion, pulled it on.

He lined his cock up with my entrance, and my breath hitched in anticipation.

This was it. This was really happening. I was about to have sex with Mr Sexy Voice.