Page 51 of Haven

The late afternoon light filters in through sheer curtains, bathing her in a golden light as I drag her skirt down her thighs and she rips her blouse off. She’s magnificent, splayed out on the bed, her toned creamy skin a stark contrast to a black lace bra and matching thong and silk thigh-highs.

She’s every fucking fantasy I’ve ever had come to life, and I’m going to savor her. Worship her. The wordminerings in my head like a fucking anthem.

“Jesus Christ...” I fist my cock and press my face to her cunt, not bothering to move the scrap of lace out of the way. Instead, I pull the strings tighter. “You’re fucking soaked for me.”

“God, yes,” she moans and lifts her hips.

With every long stroke of my tongue, the lace pulls tighter against her sex, and Ashlyn squirms until she finally plants her feet on the bed and grinds her pussy against my face.

“That’s it.” I nip her clit, and she screams—fucking screams—and sinks her fingers into my hair, holding me where she wants me as her body quivers. “I’m so close, Brandon.”

“Take it, Ashlyn,” I growl against her hot core. “Take what you need and give me what I fucking want like a good girl.”

She comes on a sharp, hard, keening cry, shaking. I pull her closer, burying my tongue in her pussy, licking and sucking,fucking feasting, until I’ve wrung every last tremor from her body.

As soon as she’s stopped, I flip her over and shred her panties.

Ashlyn curls her toes and giggles before coming up to her hands and knees. Her long hair kisses the middle of her back until she turns her head toward me, looking over her shoulder with a coy smile. “Are you going to fuck me now, Brandon?”

“Like anything could stop me,” I answer and take a step back.

“Where are you going?” she asks in a suddenly confused voice.

I run a hand over her hot skin. “To get a condom, baby.”

“I’m on the pill,” she breathes out. “Please, Brandon. I just want to feel you.Us.”

It’s thepleasethat does me in.

Like I’d ever be able to deny this woman anything.

My hands skim over her hips and up her ribs. Then my lips follow the same course until I slide the sexy lace bra off and tease her hard nipples.

I settle myself behind her and drag the head of my cock through her drenched sex. “You ready for me, baby?”

“God, yes. I’m ready,” she whimpers and pushes back, searching. “Don’t be gentle. Don’t hold back. I want it all.”

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Ashlyn

Slowly,so slowlyI could cry, Brandon finally pushes inside me, and we both moan at the unbelievable ecstasy of my body stretching around his cock. I drop my forehead to the mattress and try to steady my breathing, but it’s pointless.

I’m drowning.

I’m so far over my head, I may never catch my breath again.

My walls clench around him as he drags out every slow thrust. Each delicious grind against my clit.In and out. Building me up. Kissing that spot I wasn’t sure truly existed, only to quickly pull back and do it again... and again until finally, I beg. “Please, God. Brandon,” I keen in a voice I don’t even recognize. “I need...”

I gasp when his hips snap against mine.

“I know what you need, Ashlyn.”

Oh God.Another hard thrust.

In and out.

I close my eyes and grip the sheets beneath me as my entire body hums and screams with mind-numbing, soul-stealing pleasure.

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