Page 23 of Drunk Girl

“Impressive, huh,” I say, cocking an eyebrow at her. She’s a fucking goddess laid out naked on my bed. The vision of her like this, touching herself as she waits for me, is going to be burned into my memory for years to come. I’ll think back to this exact moment, I’m sure, many times while releasing some pent-up energy in the shower.

“Mhmm.” She moans, beckoning me closer with a crooked finger. I close the distance between us as I crawl back onto the bed. I drop my head between her legs and lick up the center of her. “Gah!” she cries out when my tongue connects with her sensitive clit.

I suck it between my lips as I slide my fingers back inside her and when she starts to convulse against my tongue and fingers, I move up her body until I’m hovering over her. I look down at her once more as I align my cock with her entrance. When I push my cock inside her, I capture her mouth with my own, plunging my tongue inside her mouth just as I thrust inside her tight-as-fuck pussy.

“Holy shit.” I moan as I seat myself fully inside her. “You’re so fucking tight, I’m not going to last long,” I say against her lips.

“Then you better make it hard and fast,” she replies with a smile.

I do just as she asks and find a fast and hard pace that has both of us cresting over the edge as our orgasms hit hard. I collapse down on top of her, covered in sweat, and bring my lips to her neck as I suck in large gulps of air.

“That was incredible,” I say, placing a kiss on the tip of her nose once I’ve caught my breath, then slip out of her. I roll off the bed and head down the hall for the bathroom to dispose of the condom and to grab a washcloth for Ashley.

When I return to my bedroom, I find Ashley under the sheet, curled up on one of my pillows. The vision of her in that spot has me wishing I could see her right there every night.Where the fuck did that come from? We’ve only known each other for a few days.I shake my head, trying to dislodge that thought. It’s way too fucking early for me to be thinking like that. Hell, I don’t even know if this thing between us is going to go anywhere.

“You should join me,” Ashley says, pulling me from my thoughts as she lifts the sheet and pats the mattress.

I hand her the washcloth and slide in next to her. She gives it back once she’s finished and I toss it toward the basket I have in the corner. I hear itthudagainst the floor, but let it stay there. It can wait. I pull Ashley closer to my side and slip my arm around her, settling my hand against her hip as she curls a leg over mine, and we both melt into each other and the bed.

“Did you want me to take you home tonight or would you like to stay here?” I finally ask as I feel sleep trying to pull me in.

“Would you care if I stayed the night?”

“I wouldn’t have offered if I didn’t want you to stay,” I tell her, winking.

“Then I’ll stay.” She snuggles in closer. “Your bed is much better than mine,” she says on a yawn.

“Is that all I’m good for?” I ask as I bring my fingertips up her side, causing her to wriggle against me and giggle. Her squirming has my cock stirring back to life under the sheets.

“That’s not all, but it’s sure a perk.” She slips a hand around my cock. “You’re also pretty damn good with this,” she tells me as she starts to leisurely stroke my shaft.

“God damn, woman, you’re going to be the death of me. I don’t have that quick of a rebound time,” I tell her as she works me over.

“We’ll see about that.” There’s a sultry tone to her voice and before I can stop her, she pulls back the sheet and slips down, taking my cock into her mouth. My hands instinctively grip her hair, pulling it all into my fist to keep it from falling into her face, and my eyes roll back in my head as she works my cock over. Her other hand cradles my balls, rolling them as she brings me to a frenzy.

When the tip of my cock hits the back of her throat and she moans around it, I nearly lose my control, but clench my teeth and hold off my orgasm from spilling down her throat.

“I’m going to come,” I grit out, but she doesn’t stop, so I hook a finger under her chin to get her to pop off my cock. “I’m about to...” I trail off just as my orgasm hits and cum jets from me all over her hand and my stomach. “Come,” I finish, once I’m done spilling over us.

“Come here.” I pull her up my body, trying to be careful to not make a huge mess, and capture her lips in a demanding kiss. “You’re going to kill me,” I say against them.

“Not going to happen,” she says on a laugh. “But I do need to go clean up.”

“We both need to clean up, so how about we just take a shower?” I suggest.

“Mhmmm… that sounds perfect.” She drops a chaste kiss to my lips before she gets off the bed.

I follow her out of bed and down the hall to the bathroom. I can’t wait for my master bathroom to be finished.

“Here’s a towel,” I say, handing her one from my bathroom linen closet.

“Thanks, can I have a second one for my hair, please?”

“That’s going to cost you,” I tell her, a smile on my face.

“Is that so?” She steps in close to me, walking two fingers up my abs and across my chest. “What’s the cost?” she asks as she slips her arms around my shoulders.

I bring my lips to her neck, sucking on the sensitive area just below her ear. “A kiss.”

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