Page 62 of Ashes to Ashes

With feather light strokes, he swept the pad of his finger over and around that highly sensitive place. Again, and again, and again until I felt myself opening to him. “Yeah, baby. Just like that. So fucking responsive,” he whispered before kissing the back of my thigh.

Ash petted and played with me until I lost track of time, until I squirmed under his questing fingers, until my hips rolled against the mattress beneathme.

“More?”

I moaned, a deep guttural sound. “More.”

Adding more oil, Ash worked his finger past my barrier and then out again. Over and over, he advanced bit by tiny bit, until I’d taken the entire thing. Until I was pushing back against it, until I was shaking withneed.

“How does thatfeel?”

“Good,” I answered. “So, sogood.”

With his finger moving in and out of me with languid, measured strokes he asked, “Can you come from justthis?”

I took stock of my body and decided that while what he was doing felt fantastic, it wasn’t enough to tip me over theedge.

“No,” I admitted.

“Keep going?”

I nodded. “Please,” I croaked.

Carefully and with great care, Ash pressed a second finger to my opening and slid both in. “Holy fuck, you’re tight.”

“Oh god,” I moaned. “So good.” When I rolled my hips to increase the sensation, I sucked in a startledgasp.

“Still good?” he asked, moving his fingers.

“So fucking good,” I told him, pushing my ass in the air. “I want your cock in me. Now.”

Ash’s fingers stilled and then slipped from my rear. “Like this?” he asked, rubbing the globes of my ass appreciatively. “Your call, Rae. You’re in control.”

“Yes, just like this,” I answered, desperate for him to ease my empty ache, to fill me completely.

I glanced over my shoulder and watched Ash fisting his cock, the lube glistening down his shaft. I dropped down onto my forearms and waited for him to press against my slick entrance. Gripping my hip, he rubbed the head of his cock over my bud, again and again, loosening the muscles there.

“Okay?”

I nodded and whimpered.

“Give me your wordsRae.”

“Yes, please,” I begged on a raggedside.

Pressing his cock harder against my tight center, my body fought against the intrusion. “Relax,” he said, rubbing my flank. “Just relax.”

I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. At the same time, Ash applied more pressure and slipped past my defenses. The shock of his cock breaching me, stretching me, was more startling than the slight twinge of pain that accompanied it. I winced and forced myself to relax my muscles while he held still and waited for me to acclimate to his presence.

“You still withme?”

“Yes,” I answered, pushing back against him, welcoming him further into me. “Just go slow. Be gentle.”

“This is all you,” he bit out, his control held tight. “You move when you’re ready.”

After a few seconds, the discomfort receded and in its place existed a strange sort of fullness that was neither pain, nor pleasure. A feeling so foreign as to be indescribable. All I knew was that I wanted more of it. “Okay, I’m good. You canmove.”

“Yousure?”

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