Page 24 of Something to Talk About

“I need you.” The admission rolls off her tongue at the same time we make it inside her bedroom. The last thing I want to do is let her go, especially when I can feel her heat through the thin leggings she’s wearing. My woman is fucking soaked.

“Fuckin’ need you, too.” She slides down the length of my body, and I don’t have to say a single word. Lennon is taking her clothes off as fast she can. If I don’t get with the program, she’ll be waiting on me. I crowd her space once we’re both stripped down to bare skin.

“I want you flat on your back.” Lennon walks backward with each step I take forward.

“Like this?” She falls backward, feet planted on the mattress and spread wide.

“Fuck me, exactly like that.” I wrap my hand around my cock, slowly working myself up and down. The need to get inside her is overwhelming every sense I’m feeling. I reluctantly let my length go and reach for her hips, dragging her to the edge of the bed. My cock bobs up and down, flexing when I pull her scent into my lungs.

“Asher.” The tips of my fingers slide down the length of her legs, starting from the seam of her thighs and pussy. I watch as a shiver rolls through her body. Her breath comes out in a pant, her nipples are hard points, a slight sheen ofsweat coats her body, and her eyes… Fuckin’ hell, they’re a sea of desire.

“Right here, Lennon, and I’m not goin’ anywhere.” I grasp her ankles and lift her legs in the air, spreading them in wide a V-shape. “Grab my cock, gorgeous, guide me in.” The minute her fingers wrap around me, holding me like only she can, “Jesus, fuck,” my head tips back and my hips rock forward.

“Asher, more, please more.” Damn, she begs prettily.

“Giving you one last chance.” I’m notched right inside her.

“What, why?” she asks.

“I’m inside you bare, gorgeous. Fuckin’ love the way you feel, but I’m at your mercy. The choice is yours. I’ll still get you off with my mouth or fingers, whatever you want. I’m yours.” I slide out the slightest bit, giving her one last chance, waiting for her to answer.

“I don’t want you to stop. I damn sure don’t want you to pull out. You heard what I told you, and honestly, it’s up to you.” She tightens around the tip of my dick. I watch as her body ripples. Whether it’s with desire or feeling me inside of her, I’ve got no fucking clue. All I know is she’s giving me the best goddamn green light I’ve ever received.

“I’m taking you bare, Lennon.” I pull back a small bit and then slam my hips until I’m seated deep inside her. “Fuck, never felt anything better, never want to leave, never going to leave. I’m going to be buried inside you night and day.” I hold myself steady, waiting for her to adjust to me filling her so full she lets out a small whimper. Lennon told me it had been a while, like a long while, before her divorce. She self-isolated until it became too much to bear and then took off. Her toys aren’t nearly the girth of what I’m working with. Another admission of hers; I’m not that much of a dick that I’d go through her things, but I do know where they are. My woman likes to talk, and I more than enjoy listening to her.

“Holy shit.” She lifts up to her elbows.

“Hot as fuck, gorgeous.” I meet her eyes after seeing all her bare wet flesh surrounding my dick. “Look at us.” Staying still takes a whole lot of restraint, but the way her cunt is clamping down on my dick, I’d say she’s still adjusting.

“I wanna see.” She looks down, her breath hitching, tits shaking, and finally, her pussy lets up just the tiniest bit. I swivel my hips, grinding down on her clit, and slowly back out of her, but not all the way. There’s a slight tinge of red painting my dick. Either she started her period or hasn’t had sex in so long I’ve hit her that fucking deep. I did that, bottomed out inside of her, stretching her unused muscles, and it doesn’t matter which reason it is, I’m taking that as a win. Regardless the reason, I’m not stopping, I’m not ever fucking stopping.

“Look your fill,” I groan. The push and pull of our bodies together is making it hard to keep fucking my dick in and out of her tight body. I grit my teeth, feeling sweat drip from the nape of my neck down my spine.

“Is that?” She stops for a minute. My gaze and body are so in tune with hers I already know what her question is going to be.

“Yep, gonna keep fucking you raw, too.” I make good on my promise, working us up, getting into a steady rhythm,watching the subtle changes sweep over her. No longer is she concerned. Lennon only cares about chasing that high I’m aiming at giving her. I pull all the way out and slide home, over and over again. My balls draw tight, her stomach flexes, and she’s unable to hold herself up. Instead, her hands cup her tits, tweaking her nipples, and between the way she looks and feels, there’s no way I’m going to last much longer.

“Next time, I want to do this in front of a mirror.” That does it. She wants to watch. Never in my damn life did I think I’d meet the woman who completes me, like a match to a goddamn flame.

“Fuck yeah.” I keep pistoning my hips, looking for the signs that she’s getting hers beside her pussy trying to choke the hell of out my cock. My hands tighten round her ankles as I grip her tighter. Damn, I feel like I can’t get deep enough. I move them until the back of her thighs are on my shoulders, hands going to her hips, holding her steady and sinking further inside her. I’m sure she’ll have my handprints all along her body by the time our night is over. I’ll be salivating at the thought, let alone seeing them the next day.

“Asher.” Her voice catches, her eyes close, head tossing from one side to the other, and she’s coming on my dick.

“Goddamn, you’re sucking the cum out of my cock, Lennon.” I grunt with each inward and outward movement of my hips. While her orgasm catches on, she takes me right along with her. It seems we’re both having a fuck of a lot of firsts tonight.

“I need you.” Her hands reach out toward my body, and while I fuck us through getting off, I drop my weight to hers. My mouth attaches to hers, and she wraps her arms and legsaround me, tighter than ever before. My tongue slides along hers, she’s chasing, and I’m busy catching her, like I always fucking will.

“I’ll always need you,” I say once we catch our breath. “Gonna need you again before the night is through.” I should pull out of her, grab a wet washcloth and clean her up, but there’s something about being inside of her that I’m enjoying entirely too much.

“That’s good because I don’t think one time will be nearly enough.” She nips at my chin, and she’s right—once won’t do it.

“Fuck yes. Give me a few minutes, and we’ll work on that.” I wrap my arms beneath her body and hold her tight. One thing’s for certain: I’m never letting Lennon go.

19

LENNIE

“What are you doing here? I thought you were working?” I’m sitting at the front desk during my lunch break waiting for Luke’s nurse to call me back when Asher walks through the sliding glass doors. He’s stayed on me about this appointment from the time I said anything, going as far as to stating that he’d talk to Luke himself. Absolutely not. A few days later, I finally found the gumption to make the appointment. Having to set the date when my health insurance kicks in was the only kicker. Luke somehow managed to find out I was on the schedule, and he moved my appointment date up and told human resources to push my insurance paperwork through. Which is where we are now, my appointment being a whole two weeks earlier than expected.

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