“Because you’re so fucking beautiful.” He placed a hand at the middle of her back, pushing her down, thrusting her ass out farther. “Trust me now.”
“I like all you’re doing. You know, in case you were curious. And I do trust you.”
He kissed her back, and the next time he made contact it seemed to send the energy forward from where he struck the backs of her thighs straight to her pussy.
Again.
And again.
And again, though he bent to blow across her skin, heated by the crop’s strikes.
“Stay right here,” he whispered against her flesh before he moved away, back across the room, and then approached again.
With her eyes closed she could take the sounds of his clothing and picture him undressing right behind her. Looking at her all offered up like a dessert.
Asa had to pause to take his clothes off and get his control solidly back in place. He was so hard his cock tapped his damned belly. Precome beaded at the slit. He hadn’t been this hot for a woman… well, since the first time they were together.
But this was different.
The backs of her thighs and the cheeks of her ass were red and she hadn’t just gone along with it because he wanted it.
He tossed himself onto the bed and held a hand out to her. “Come up here and sit on my face. I want to bury myself in you.”
Her gaze, which had been lazy, sharpened as she scrambled up to the bed with him.
She kissed his ankle first. And then up to his knees. Up his thighs and to his balls.
He hissed as she licked down the center and then up the line of his cock to the piercing.
“This is a new one.” She tugged one end of the heavier-gauge barbell he’d put in before leaving for the Ditch.
“I think you’ll like how beads feel when I fuck you.”
She looked up his body, still licking over his cock. “You knew this was going to happen when you came to my bar.”
“I sure fucking hoped so.”
“I love that you dressed your penis up for me.”
He shook his head, smiling. “Come on up here.” He was close enough as it was, but with her mouth on him he’d never last long enough to fuck her. And he most certainly planned to do just that.
She got to her knees, straddling his body as he shifted down the bed a bit.
“Why did you pierce your nipples?” He tugged and rolled them a little until she writhed.
“I think it looks sexy.”
“You’re correct.”
“Why did you?”
“I like a little pain. I think it looks badass. My nipples are extra sensitive now too, so it worked out well.”
Enough talk.
He urged her up with fingers at the backs of her thighs and she shifted until he looked straight up at the glossy folds of her pussy, all within licking and touching distance.
“Get down here,” he nearly growled when she hovered just out of reach. He grabbed her hips and pulled her to his mouth, and she gasped.
He loved eating pussy like this. Serving himself of her body, feeling the tremble in her thigh muscles as he fucked her with his tongue and then danced it over her clit.
The skin against his fingertips at the backs of her thighs was on fire. But she squirmed, grinding herself against his mouth as he caressed her.
He’d expected her to give over to him, and she had. The way she felt. The way she tasted on his tongue made him angry that he’d held this off for weeks when they could have been doing it the whole time.
There was a moment when he considered tearing his mouth away to tell her to play with her nipples. But she tasted so good he decided against it and drove her hard and fast into climax.
He tipped her to the side and she landed on her back next to him in bed as she tried to catch her breath.
But she should have known he wouldn’t allow that. He rolled, pinning her with his body, and kissed her so hard he stole the bit of breath she’d managed to get back.
She held on because that was all she could do. So much was happening she simply let it, let it wash over her and trusted him to keep her from floating away.
PJ wrapped her legs around him, wanting him to stay put because he felt so good.
But Asa did what he wanted, so he kissed down her neck and over all the freckles on her shoulders, licking down her chest to her nipples.
“I’ve been dreaming of these.” He sucked a nipple into his mouth, tugging on the ring she’d worn that day. “I’m not the only one with new jewelry.”
“Since you were a jerk, I bought new jewelry, new underpants, and changed my hair. Boys have liked these changes, which was nice since I wasn’t sure you’d ever see them.”
He bit harder than he had to and she yelped.
“No more of that,” he said seriously. “Wait, so other people have seen this?” He circled her nipple with the tip of his tongue.
“It would serve you right if they had.”
He grinned at the answer. “It would. But luckily we don’t have to worry about it.”
“You’re very sure of yourself.”
“I’m totally sure of myself.” He got to his knees between her thighs. “Sometimes it takes me a while to get where I need to be. But once I’m there, I’m very sure about it.”
He gripped his cock at the base and teased along her pussy with the head and the beads on the barbell.
“Am I still supposed to say when I like something?”
“I think the squeak in your voice does a good job, but a man can’t complain when a beautiful woman tells him she likes what he’s doing to her.”
“I don’t squeak!”
Of course he then reached out and squeezed her clit between his slippery thumb and forefinger and made her do just that.
“Liar.”
“Well, you pinched my clit! Who doesn’t squeak then?”
“I wouldn’t know. Yours is the only clit I’m squeezing these days.”
She wanted to laugh, but then she just sort of sighed when he pushed inside a bit and then pulled back.
“First, I’m going to fuck the hell out of you. Then we’ll relax a while and start round two.”
He rolled the condom on while she watched like a deviant, but it was so hot to see how carefully he pulled the latex around the piercing. Or maybe it was just the way he handled himself in general.
Either way, she liked to watch.
“Feet on the floor,” he ordered as he got out of bed.
Oh. Well, yes.
He stood behind her, caressing down her back and sides until she relaxed, and then he pushed into her in one long, hard thrust until they both grunted when he got all the way inside.
“Now then. Fuck me.”
PJ lazily turned her head enough to see him.
He gripped her hips and pulled her back so she got what he meant.
PJ braced her elbows and began to push herself back, fucking herself onto his cock. And then she pulled forward and pushed back again until she got a rhythm going and the pleasure of it made her warm inside, even as heat raced through her and the friction inside her body began to build.
Asa looked down at her as she got to her tiptoes and thrust herself back at him harder and harder. Her tattoo seemed to glimmer against the sheen of sweat on her skin. Her hair slid over her shoulders and neck like a river of gold. With streams of pink, but that was all right too. More than all right. It was sexy.
Her freckles stood out on her shoulders so he bent to lick over them. Her sigh was one of pleasure, and he smiled against her flesh at the sound.
“So beautiful.”
PJ hummed.
Asa held off as long as he could. He didn’t want to leave her body, didn’t want to come and have it be over. But his dick didn’t give a shit about what his brain wanted. His dick knew it would come again.
“You’re even more beautiful when you come.” He reached around to her clit and squeezed it, this time with the intent of making her climax. “Ah, you don’t squeak when you want to come, do you?”