Ashes - Book 2 (New Adult Romantic Suspense)

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Author: Leslie Johnson
Tags: new adult romance suspense erotica
belly and between her legs and I watch her circle her clit. Damn, that’s so sexy. I have a front and center view of her pleasuring herself.
    My turn. I pull her closer to me and dive in, my tongue sliding between her folds.
    She cries out and tries to twist away from the intensity of what I’m doing to her. I grin and pull her back, opening her legs further apart and take her clit between my teeth, sucking and pulling at it as I slide two fingers inside.
    “Ahh,” she cries out, bucking her hips as I find that spot deep inside her. I love how responsive she is, no inhibitions as she presses herself harder into my face. I finger her hard, then slow, then fast again.
    I feel her tighten around me, hear her breathing growing ragged. She’s going to come; she’s just a few strokes away. I give them to her, slamming my fingers into her hard and deep and she unravels around me. Her cries and moans are like music. The muscles clamping around my fingers almost painful. She writhes and grips the sheets, arching her back. Her mouth opens, her eyes close. Her cum face is so damn sexy.
    The power, the heady satisfaction of making a woman come is so intense. It’s the greatest gift. But I’m not done yet. Even as she’s still quaking, her body shivering, I push her knees back to her chest, then press them wide open and dive in again.
    I suck her clit, then her pussy lips and thrust into her with my tongue. Then lower, always lower, until I’m circling the nerves of her anus, feeling her unravel again. Up and down I lick and suck her.
    “Please. Need. You.”
    I need her too.
    I stand up, reaching into the bedside table and grab a condom. A few seconds later, it’s rolled on. Beth’s still lying there, gazing up at me, her hands on her breasts. Kneading them. Pulling on her nipples. Her thighs press together, then fall apart.
    She smiles up at me and holds out her hand.
    A flash of uncertainty runs through me. She still wants me on top. I can’t fuck this up.
    All day she’s trusted me, relinquished control, handed me the reins that she so carefully handles every day of her life.
    “Please.”
    The word is a whisper, but is loud enough to break me from my indecision. I crawl up the bed, between her legs, not stopping until my lips are on hers and I’m plunging deep inside her body.
    She gasps and I push up to my hands, only our sex connecting, looking down at her.
    Her eyes are soft and scared and trusting and worried. Every emotion possible combines in their brown depths.
    She swallows and reaches up her hands, curling them around my neck and pulling me back down. Her legs wrap around me, her heels in my ass, her nails in my shoulders, her tongue on my tongue.
    I sink down on her.
    In her.
    And slowly begin to move.
    She’s so tight and wet, her pussy grasping at my cock, clenching around it. She mewls, throwing her head back and I bite her throat. Her ear. Her jaw. The angle is almost impossible, I’m way too tall, but I need to feast.
    I thrust hard and our bodies smack together. I withdraw and thrust hard again. Over and over.
    “Yes.”
    Her fingers grip into my back as she lifts her hips to meet me. The angle changes and I’m deeper. Tighter. Impaling her. Plunging. Driving us both to the edge.
    She cries out my name, her teeth sinking into my shoulder. I plunge impossibly harder and she screams. Her body tightens and clenches, shaking and pulsing. I don’t stop. I drive her harder. Pushing her. Pushing me. Never letting up.
    My balls tighten, needing release and I feel my orgasm hit me from my toes up. This is explosive, primal, the very essence of need. I grit my teeth, not wanting this to end, but Beth works against me, sliding herself up and down my cock.
    I feel my cum rising, flowing, racing from my balls and through every centimeter of my shaft.
    “Yes!” I roar, thrusting hard, pounding, stabbing as my core bursts from me and into her.
    She clings to me, shuddering, crying out. I’m dripping sweat,
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