Page 36 of Make You Mine

“Did you hear me?” Junior’s voice draws her attention.

“Yes, sorry, I’m just getting out of the bathtub, and I’m a little…occupied.”

I raise my eyebrows at that.More than a little occupied, babe.

“Whatever. Get back to the ridiculous girlie shit you’re doing.”

I lean down, biting her nipple through the lace, putting my free hand over her mouth to muffle the moan I know my forbidden touch will elicit.

“Ashley, I expect you to behave and dress like the wife of the boss of the Cosa Nostra while I’m gone… Don’t disappoint me.”

Nibbling her neck, I whisper into her ear. “If only he could see his pretty little wife getting fucked by this toy now. What would he say?”

Her thighs clench at my words and she rushes out, “Kay, I will. Buh bye,” before hanging up. “Fuck, why was that so hot?” she says on an exhale, pressing the button on the vibrator again, her back arching off the tub.

The bastard is easily forgotten. My cock doesn’t miss a beat as it pulses against my pants at the sight of her. “Now I want to see you come.” I trail the vibrator back to her center.

“I have something I want to see too,” she says breathlessly, nodding to my pants.

“Oh yeah?” I smirk, and she nods eagerly.

I look to the other side of the bathroom. “Does that door go to your bedroom?”

“Yes, but Nori’s in there. What about the couch in my sewing room?”

I don’t respond with words. Instead, I pick her up, carrying her into her room and sitting her with the toy still inside her pussy down on her couch.

I squeeze my hard cock as she looks up at me. “You want to see this?”

“Yes,” she groans, grinding onto her toy. “All these girls are hung up on guys in sweatpants, but I’ve never seen anything sexier than your hard cock in these thin scrubs.”

I chuckle. “Well, hopefully, most doctors aren’t walking around with a boner in front of everyone.”

“True…you are never allowed to do that,” she says, narrowing her eyes.

I love jealous Ashley, even if she has absolutely nothing to be insecure about.

Ripping said scrubs down, I give my cock a tug. “Only for you, Doll.”

“Now make yourself come while I watch.” She begins fucking herself with the green toy, and with each stroke of my hand, I beg myself not to come before she does.

“You have no idea how fucking hot this is,” I tell her, my voice husky and full of want.

Ashley’s gaze flits back to the hand stroking my shaft every few seconds, followed by her eyes rolling into her head and her back bowing off the velvet couch. Just when I think she’s about to come, she slows down and teases herself. Dragging her eyes from my precum-covered tip, throbbing, begging to explode, they meet mine again. She tugs her bra down, exposing her breasts, and whispers, “Come on me.”

Fuck, she has no idea how many times I have gotten off to this exact fantasy over the past three years.

“Please. You know I love it,” Ashley whimpers, moving her hips in tandem with the toy, and my body shudders at the sight, my orgasm so close I can feel it coming, and there will be no stopping it.

“You want me to make a mess of you, baby?”

“Oh fuck, please, Trent. Please,” she begs as I move over top of her, one arm on the back of the couch to hold myself in place. This orgasm is going to rip through me.

“Shit…I’m about to come,” Ashley moans, her eyes never leaving mine, and I get lost in her beautiful blue orbs as I erupt all over her in the next breath.

She’s a vision. Cum dripping from her chin, over her nipples, down into the lace of her bra. And I’ve never seen a sexier sight as her tongue pokes out, swiping below her lips, attempting to taste my cum. She closes her eyes, savoring the moment…sated, happy, relaxed.

I would give anything to keep her that way.

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