Page 11 of Swallow

For long moments, all he did was kiss me—fucking my mouth with his lips and tongue in the same way I wanted him to between my thighs.

“Evie,” he moaned. “I’m so fucking hard for you.” He started thrusting his cock against my pussy, my wetness making his movements fluid, easy, his thick length a reminder of how I’d never taken anything as huge as Ash was. “God. Damn, baby.”

Feeling his dick rubbing up and down my slickened pussy, my lower lips framing his dick, had heat consuming me. There was no fear, no hesitation. My past traumas weren’t welcome here.

He thrust his tongue in and out of my mouth, licked and sucked at mine, and nipped at my lips. Far too soon, he broke the kiss and moved his mouth to the hollow of my throat.

Tossing my head back, I cried out as pleasure washed through me. Never had I been so turned on. Foreplay had never felt this good. And all the while, he kept rolling his hips back and forth against me, licking at my flesh, drawing my need out until I was almost ravenous for him to finally take me.

Sweat beaded his brow as he stared into my eyes. I watched his throat work when he swallowed, making me want to pout as he slowed his movements. But his next words had the urge to complain leaving me in an instant. “You’re so fucking perfect.”

I smoothed my hands over his bulging muscles, feeling the sinew and tendons bunching right below the surface of his perspire-covered skin and against my palms.

He made that low, possessive sound again. “The things I want to do to you…” He trailed off in a thick voice. “They are so fucking wrong. Dirty, baby.” He groaned as he gripped my hips, being gentle but firm enough I felt the pressure, his restraint. “So fucking perfect, Evie.”

As he rolled his hips against mine, I could feel how slick his cock was from my juices.

“Once I finally have you, I won’t stop. I won’t let you go.” His words were final, and as he moved his hand between us until he was brushing his knuckles against my sensitive, soaked center, I allowed myself to believe him. “Are you ready for me, Evie?”

“Yes. God, I am.”

He exhaled shakily and positioned the thick, bulbous head of his cock right at my pussy hole.

“Just relax for me, sweetheart. I won’t hurt you. I’ll make this good for you.”

I nodded and breathed out, forcing myself to release the tension in my body. I knew Ash advocated for me in all ways. I didn’t need to know him my whole life to recognize this.

When he started pushing in, the air left my lungs once again, and the tension returned to my lower body as my inner muscles resisted and then stretched to try to accommodate his huge cock.

There was no coming back from this. And thank God for that.

“I’ll try to be gentle,” he said again, as if reminding himself, while he continued to push into me, claiming my body until I felt like I was filled to the brim. “Fuck, you feel good. The best pussy I’ve ever felt, Evie.”

I gasped at the fullness, at the feeling of being so very stretched, of being penetrated completely.

“You’re doing so good, sweetheart.”

The discomfort was enough to make my eyes prickle, but when he pulled out and started pushing back in, pleasure took root, and I gasped out, “Don't stop.”

“Never.” Ash pulled out, then sank back in just as slowly. “Jesus, you’re so tight. So fucking wet.” He closed his eyes and gnashed his teeth. The pain of being stretched so wide by his size had my eyes still watering, but that discomfort only added to the pleasure building with each passing second, with each pulse of his cock seated inside of me.

His balls were pressed right up against my slick flesh, and I felt sotakento an impossible degree that I bit my lip hard enough I tasted blood. Sweat beaded my brow, coated my breasts. My nipples were hard and aching.

“Fuck.” That lone word left him in a snarling, feral tone. “Christ. I’m going to fuck you so thoroughly, so deeply, that you’llknowyou’re mine. All other men will be ruined for you.” The heat in the room increased as his movements amplified.

My inner muscles squeezed his cock on their own, drawing him in farther every time he thrusted deep.

“Yes,” he hissed out. “That’s it. Fuck, that’s so it, sweet girl.”

As my body adjusted to him a little more, he started picking up pace, moving faster and harder. The higher my pleasure climbed, the more clearly I could see I’d soon fall over the edge, unable to catch myself.

I held my breath when he stopped fucking me, trying to regain control of my body’s reactions to his all-consuming stimulation, even though his dick was stilled lodged in my pussy and impossible to ignore.

He leaned in and ran his tongue along my lips. At the same time, he skimmed his knuckles along the little bundle of nerves at the top of my pussy, and any control I regained a moment ago was lost as all the air left my lungs. He rubbed my clit back and forth, and I couldn’t refrain from letting it overtake me.

“Yes,” he hissed as my core rippled around his massive cock that impaled me.

I tossed my head back and cried out, giving Ash what he demanded… needing it like I needed oxygen. The only thing I saw, felt, smelled… was Ash. He consumed every single one of my senses as I gave in to the orgasm he commanded my body to have.

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