Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 87825 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87825 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
“I need more, Ash.”
He groans. “You’re sexy as sin when you’re desperate, Sawyer.” Pressing more firmly on my clit, he bites into my ass again.
“Please,” I whine.
He reaches around and palms my breast. The caress on my nipple, his teeth nibbling in naughty places, and those fingers swirling through my most intimate spot—all of it crashes together, igniting an explosion, and I cry out his name.
The orgasm seizes my limbs, and I can do nothing but stand there with my thighs trembling as my body pulses and contracts around his fingers. Long seconds go by, and my uneven breaths mix with his ragged ones as the shower tries to drown both sounds out.
Ash stands behind me, and the hard length of his cock presses against my lower back. “If I don’t get inside your mouth, I might die.” He whirls me and pushes down on my shoulders until I drop to my knees. Grabbing the base of his cock, he pushes the wet crown against my lips. There’s no waiting for me to take him in this time. Ashton takes control by fisting my hair as he thrusts into my mouth.
My heart beats fast as adrenaline rushes through my veins. Apprehension also creeps in. I want to swallow. I want to know what it feels like to make a guy come in my mouth. He thrusts hard and fast, holding nothing back, and I know this is it—this is the day I’m going to know what it’s like to swallow.
To really taste a man.
“Goddamn, Sadie. Feels amazing.” He shoves his cock deeper, making me gag, and I jerk back without thinking. He pulls out and places both hands on the tile. He’s glancing down at me, his chest heaving, water dripping down the perfect cut of his abs. “Do you want to swallow?”
I nod, but doubt plagues me. “I need you to make me.”
He raises a brow. “Are you sure? Because making you swallow my load is a bigger turn-on than you realize.”
He likes the control. Likes to call the shots. Right then, I get the sense he’s been holding back, and this is his way of warning me.
Make a decision, and be sure about it.
Problem is, I don’t think I’ll ever be sure. It’s one of those things I’ll just have to do in order to get past the fear of the unknown.
“I want to swallow.” I lock my eyes on his. “Don’t let me back out.”
“Not a chance in hell, Sawyer.”
This is what I wanted, right? For Ashton to teach me how to suck off a guy. From the moment I saw Jake thrust into the mouth of his assistant, I wanted to be the one on my knees, and now I am.
Keeping his hands on the wall, Ash pushes the tip of his cock against my lips again. “Open.” It’s only one word, but there’s an undeniable note of command behind it. Protesting is impossible with that tone ringing in my ears.
I part my lips, and he pushes in again.
“Hands behind your back. Don’t move them.”
I follow his orders. The pose is one of complete submission. I’ve never felt so vulnerable. I’m putting my trust in Ashton’s hands, counting on him to take what I so desperately want to give.
He pumps in and out of my mouth for a while, his tempo languid as if we have all the time in the world, as if my mouth was designed to be used like this. Each time he shoves in again, my pulse ratchets higher, drumming at my collarbone. Sounding off in my ears.
The way he’s drawing this out is driving me crazy.
“Close your eyes,” he says in that raspy tone he uses when he’s on edge. As my lids drift shut, he grabs my head in both hands.
I start shaking. There’s no backing out now.
“Nothing to be scared of, Sadie. Just let it happen.”
My heart skips a beat as he starts plunging with purpose. He’s got such a tight grip on my head that I couldn’t pull back if I wanted to.
It happens so fast.
I gag as he thrusts down my throat. He expels a long series of grunts and groans as he holds me immobile in his grasp. My gag reflex can’t take anymore, and I try jerking back, but he won’t let me.
“Fuck, I’m coming, Sadie. I’m fucking coming.”
I whine around his cock, begging for mercy. Hoping it’ll be over soon.
And then it is.
Ashton withdraws, and I glance up to find him breathing hard, arms shaking under his weight as he props himself against the shower wall.
“You okay?” he asks.
I nod, but before I can speak, he lifts me to my feet. Our chests smash together as he buries his face in the crook of my shoulder. Spearing one hand through my hair, he presses the other against the small of my back, holding me against him as warm water sprays on us.