Page 60 of Play It Sinful

She gasps. “What are you doing in here?”

“Proving your point.” I kiss her shoulder.

“Hmm… which one?”

“You said I was desperate, and I am…” I slide my hand down her belly until my fingers find her clit “…for you.”

Ashley melts into me, tilting her head and granting me better access to her neck. I run my tongue over her skin, then suck a little like a damn vampire. Her folds are slick from the soap and her arousal. I tease her entrance, running lazy circles at first.

“What are you doing to me?” she whispers. “We weren’t supposed to be hooking up this weekend.”

“You should know by now that when it comes to you, I can’t follow the rules. Now spread your legs and bend over, beautiful.”

“There isn’t enough room.”

“There is, trust me.” I nudge her body forward until her forearms are braced against the tiled wall and her ass is tilted up.

I rub my cock against her lower back, spreading my precum over her skin. “How is that?”

“It’d be better if you were inside me.”

A chuckle bubbles up my throat. “I can arrange that.”

Bending my knees, I glide my cock down the sweet curve of her ass but stop by her asshole first and tease.

“What are you doing?” she asks, a little tense.

“You don’t want to try this yet?”

“I’d like to be in a more comfortable position for that.”

“Noted. Your tight pussy it is.”

I slide farther down and then inside her in one thrust. Ashley moans and tightens her pussy around me. I pull back and then slam inside while gripping her hips tight.

“Fuck. I’ll never get tired of this, babe,” I groan.

“Me neither.”

My balls are already so damn tight, but I won’t come before she does. I want her cream all over me. I love the way her butt cheeks bounce as I pound into her, and how she moans softly, clearly trying not to make too much noise.

“Who does your pussy belong to, gorgeous?”

She doesn’t answer right away, so I smack her ass. “Answer me.”

“You,” she gasps. “It belongs to you.”

“That’s right, babe. It belongs to me… forever.”

I’m not sure what possessed me to say that. We both know that’s not in the cards for us. But Ashley doesn’t contradict me, so I allow myself the illusion.

“Sean… I’m coming.” Her body quakes, and I increase my speed, letting go of the bit of restraint I had left.

My orgasm hits me hard, and I have to clench my jaw shut to avoid grunting like a caveman. My cock pulses as I empty myself in her. Damn. I’m fucking glad we forgot a condom earlier, because this is so much better.

I pull out once the tremors from my own body subside, then turn Ashley around, straightening her body to crush my lips against hers. Her tongue is savage and demanding, almost as if she’s daring me to take her again in the shower.

I twist a lock of her hair around my fist and pull her face back. “What are you trying to do, little minx?”

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