Page 71 of Dangerous Men
Still chuckling, Ash reaches for my phone, switching it into video mode.
Maybe I would object if I could think properly. But Ash’s hand on the toy is pushing it slowly, so slowly, in and out as it works absolute magic inside me, and all my thoughts are lost to the sensation.
“See how good she is?” Ash purrs, angling the phone to give Alec a long shot of my body, ending where he’s sliding the toy in and out of me.
I hear Alec swear on the other end of the line.
“She’s close,” Ash tells him. “Want to watch her come?”
Oh God. I grip the cushions under me. I didn’t think I could get wetter, but Ash’s words have me dripping, soaking the toy he’s sliding into me.
“Such a good girl,” Alec says breathlessly on the phone. “Fuck. If I was there, I’d…”
There’s a knock, and I panic for a moment before realizing it’s coming from the phone, not my own front door. There’s a hushed conversation, muffled.
“I have to go,” Alec says, sounding harried. “I can’t postpone this meeting and I …fuck.”
“I’ll take good care of her,” Ash grins smugly. “You go back to your meeting. I got this.”
“I hate you so fucking much right now, brother,” he sighs. Ash laughs and hangs up, tossing my phone back on the floor.
“That was mean,” I gasp.
Ash just shrugs.
“He’d do the same thing in my place,” he explains, like that forgives it. Then he shifts, sliding closer on the couch, leaning his head down between my legs. He licks at me, one hand holding my thighs open, one hand moving the toy, and suddenly I can’t find the energy to care if he was mean or not.
My fingers clench and unclench on the cushion.
“I want to touch you,” I admit, practically begging.
Ash chuckles.
“You keep those hands right where they are,” he murmurs, lips against my skin. But he moves a little closer, bringing his hips next to my face.
“Open your mouth for me,” he says.
I do, moving forward to take the tip of him into my mouth. It’s salty with precum, and I can only barely get him past my lips—but it’sincredible. Just what I need right now. I groan around him, hips grinding against his tongue.
“Ohfuck,” Ash swears. “That’s it, Babygirl. Fuck, use your tongue, just like that.”
I roll my tongue over his thick head, right on the edge…
Ash sucks at my clit, pounding the toy inside me, and I explode. His cock falls out of my mouth as I scream, legs shaking, rolling my hips in time with his attention. Ash groans, fucking me hard with the toy, wringing every drop of pleasure he can out of me.
The toy is gone a half-second later when I collapse, exhausted, against the couch. Ash tosses it aside, then moves up on the couch until he’s kneeling over me, angling my head up.
“Open up for me, Babygirl,” he says, gripping my hair roughly. “Let me have that pretty mouth.”
He slides his cock between my lips, pushing it deep enough it hits the back of my throat.
“Fuck.Fuck,” Ash groans. He holds me in place, dragging himself in and out of my mouth. “I’m so fucking close already.”
I moan eagerly around him, letting him know how much I want it.
“You’re going to swallow it,” Ash tells me, grunting as he fucks my mouth. “Swallow every last drop I give you.” He groans, pace picking up.
Holding me by my hair, he pushes himself in deep, so deep I can’t breathe. Ash’s body shakes, cock pulsing as he throws back his head and groans, spilling himself deep in my throat.
