“Your cock is beautiful, Ash. So thick,” she murmured as she reached for it, causing him to groan throatily as her hand closed around it, stroking him, positioning the head at her quivering pussy. “Please, I want to feel you inside me.” He pressed his steely erection to her, growling as he met with her taut resistance.
“Damn, you’re tight, Juliana. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t, honey. Just give it to me slow,” she whispered, flexing her hips and moaning when she felt him slide in a few inches. His face showed the strain of giving her a chance to get used to his girth before pressing on. He backed out and thrust in with short, gentle strokes, coating his cock with her lubrication and sliding in a bit farther with each new surge. Her pussy tingled as he filled it with his gorgeous cock. He lifted her so her ass was perched on the dresser, and she wrapped her legs around his hips as he held them while pumping into her. Something rattled on the dresser as she braced her elbows behind her. She imagined how erotic they must look, entangled against the dresser in the dim light of the cozy bedroom.
“How does it feel, darlin’? Do you like my cock inside you?”
“I love the way you fill me so full.” His cock was so thick it drew along her clitoris with each stroke, assuring her that she wouldn’t wait long for the next orgasm. She wished she could move more with him but couldn’t on the dresser.
”Your little pussy is clenching me so tightly. You have no idea how good you feel. Damn, girl, I love it when you do that!” He growled when she gripped him with her pussy muscles firmly on each back stroke. The warning sizzles began leaping deep in her cunt.
“My pussy doesn’t want you to leave. Ash, I feel it. It’s coming. You feel so good—Oh! I’m coming! Please don’t stop.” She moaned as her cunt flooded with more juice for him. He gripped her thighs firmly and fucked her with deep, rhythmic strokes.
“Oh, yes, you’re perfect, darlin’. Just fucking perfect. Right there? Yeah, darlin’, come for me again.”
Her back arched, and she was seized by yet another orgasm, this one more intense than the last one as her pussy convulsed on his hard length. He groaned harshly as he came.
“Oh, fuck yes!” His cum pulsed into her with each long, powerful stroke. He pressed his lips to her breasts and suckled lovingly at her nipples as they caught their breath and came down from the incredible high, his cock still large and hard within her.
Then he groaned and rested his forehead on her breast bone for a moment before looking up at her in apology. “Damn it. I’m so sorry, Juliana. I wasn’t wearing a condom.”
The look in her eyes must’ve told him what he needed to know.
“Oh no,” she whispered, panic stirring. “Oh, no. I can’t believe I didn’t think about birth control. I’m not on the pill. Lawrence had a vasectomy. Oh, I’m so stupid. I’m sorry, Ash. I got checked out earlier this week, and all my test results were normal after the breakup, but I’m not on the pill. I’m sorry. I should’ve said something.”
“No, darlin’. I was so busy rutting after you I didn’t even think. I should’ve asked you beforehand.”
“I can’t believe I was that irresponsible.”
He smiled at her. “Responsible is your middle name. Darlin’, I promise I’ll take full responsibility. I’m sorry.” He pulled from her, stroking her pussy after his cock left her, making her moan softly.
“That was so good, Ash. I can’t believe we made love in here. I don’t even know whose bedroom this is.” She giggled as she looked around the room and noted the framed portrait on one wall of a sassy bare-legged Grace posed in a black low-cut top. It must be one of the men’s bedrooms. Ash helped her sit up and wrapped his arms around her.
“Still feeling no pain?”
“Yep, the Tylenol 3 must’ve kicked in,” she whispered as he helped her with the ties on her silk G-string then helped her back into her dress, commenting on how much he liked the easy access it offered. After she was put back together, he kissed her.
“I’ll slip out now. Wait a few minutes then come out back. I’ll be watching for you.”
“Okay, I need to fix my lipstick and powder my nose anyway.”
He kissed her nose and said, “You look even more beautiful now, darlin’. I’ll watch for you. Remember, we’re leaving here at eight-thirty.”
She grinned at him. “Yes, sir. But we have to make a stop on the way home.”
“Hmmm?”
“Yes, for condoms.”
He smiled back at her. “You sure about that, darlin? The idea was for you to rest.”
“Yeah, like I could get away with not resting with you bossing me around. We’ll have plenty of time for making love, I think.”
“Yes, ma’am. Never let it be said I denied a lady what she wanted.”
* * * *
Juliana’s body still vibrated and hummed when she ventured out five minutes later, tidied up, put back together, hair repaired as well as it could be. Because he was so tall and wearing that red shirt, Ash was easy to spot across the dance floor, talking with Angel and Jack. She made her way down the steps and nearly tripped over the last one when Grace met her going into the house.
“Well! You’re looking like you’re feeling better. You must’ve found the Tylenol 3 okay. How are your stitches?”
“Oh, they’re fine. Thanks for the Tylenol. It’s helping a lot.”
“Oh, you’re welcome. If you don’t mind me saying so, Juliana, you look positively radiant. That wouldn’t have anything to do with your knight in shining armor over there, now would it? Oooh! Now you’re beet red. That must be a resounding yes!”
“Yes, Miss Nosey, it has everything to do with him.”
“See? It will all work out if you just give it a chance.”
“I’ll bet he’s over there planning our getaway.”
“Are you leaving soon?”
“Yes, at eight-thirty on the dot, according to Mister Bossy over there.”
“Well, make sure you get your rest. You look like you could use a few hours of sleep, no offense.”
“None taken. That’s exactly what he says I’m doing, even if he has to tie me to the bed. His exact words.”
Grace gasped in delight and glanced over at Ash. He was looking directly at them, grinning. “He did not! He told you that? Oooh! Be bad and see if he’ll actually do it! Then get me details! Here he comes.”
“Yes, I see that,” Juliana replied as she watched him appreciatively.
“Mmmm, and he only has eyes for you. I’ll bet he’s been busy making plans.”
“As long as they involve a bed and at least a little sleep, I’m game.”
“Thatagirl! Well, give me a hug and say good-bye. By the way, did you know Ash will be moving soon? Jack and his crew will be breaking ground on Angel’s new ranch house. It should be done in the summer. After they get into it, the foreman’s house will be Ash’s, and they plan to do renovations to it, as well.”
“Good to know. He’ll have a place of his own and more privacy.”
“He seemed to like the idea of being on his own again when he found out that it would be available soon.”
“He was talking to Jack and Angel. I hope he’s not taking time off from work because of me.”
“If he did, it’s because they understand and don’t mind covering for him. It’s important to him that you’re okay, and I can promise you that any of our men would do the same for Teresa or me. With Angel and Joaquin gone, nothing much is planned for the next few days, and they were all going to be picking up the slack anyway. Hello, Ash. Juliana looks like she feels much better. You must have the magic touch.”
You have no idea. Grace winked at her, and Juliana thought maybe she did.
Ash glanced at Juliana and grinned roguishly. “You’d have to ask Juliana about that. She looks like she feels better to me, too. I think we’re about ready to go.”
“See you later,” Grace said. As they turned to go, Juliana glanced back at her friend, a
nd Grace gave her the universal sign for “call me,” thumb to the ear and pinky to the chin, before waving happily at them.
After saying their farewells, they parted to go to their vehicles. Ash pulled his big dually pickup behind her Camaro as she climbed into it and started the engine. Her phone rang inside her purse and she pulled it out to answer it. “Missing me already?”
“Darlin’, I’ll make that stop at the drugstore on the way through town. You go on to the house. Is there anything else you need?”
She glanced in the mirror at him. “If you could also pick up some lubricant, that would probably be a good thing.”
“I’m hard as a fricking rock now. Are you sore?”
“No, but it would be a good thing to have if you plan on making love to me again.”
“If I plan on making love to you again? I plan on making love to you as long and as often as I can. Maybe I better double up on both?”
She giggled. “I can just see you at the checkout lane with an economy size box of condoms and extra lubricant.”
“It’s worth it if the end result is more of your sweet loving.”
All she could do was shudder and sigh into the phone and fantasize about what had happened earlier as he’d slid his huge cock into her. It made her cunt pulse and tingle at the memory.
“You’re imagining it, aren’t you?” He growled, having heard her needy sigh.
“Yes.”
“When you get home, I want you to strip naked and then get in the shower. I’ll meet you there.” Her pussy quivered in submissive delight. He was playful and bossy, but she was beginning to love him for it.
“Okay. Ash?”
“What, darlin’?”
“I—um. I—I’ll see you there.”
“Anything else on your mind?”
“Um, no. I’ll see you in a few minutes.”
“Be careful. It may start raining soon.”
“I will. Bye.”
Her heart shuddered in her chest as she ended the call. She’d almost said the words. It had felt so easy and natural she’d almost told him she loved him over the phone. How could she possibly love him? She’d known him less than a month. What scared her most, though, was how easy it had felt, those words bubbling up in her throat. She’d wanted to say them but held them back at the last second. Over the phone was not how she wanted it to be if she told him.
* * * *
Ash pulled into the drugstore parking lot in a hurry. He smiled, remembering the quality her voice had as their phone call ended. She’d wanted to say something but hadn’t. She’d been imagining making love to him, and it had him feeling as though he was carrying a steel pole in his jeans. He’d come hard not even an hour ago, and he was more than ready to have another go. Lucky for him, he was wearing snug knit boxers, jeans, and a barn jacket to cover the monster erection he was sporting. Not that it did much good, if he was going by the blushing smirk on the face of the middle-aged, overweight male cashier that waited on him when he put the condoms and lube on the counter.
The hint of something in her voice kept him on edge and in a hurry. He just wanted out of there and on the road. It wasn’t even necessarily about his dick, although that was certainly part of it as it ached for another release inside her heavenly pussy. That uncertain, hesitant quality in her voice brought out a protective side in him, the part that wanted to hold her and show her it would be all right.
He parked at the end of her drive, next to her Camaro, and stepped in through the back door, locking and dead-bolting it behind him. He heard the sound of the shower running and walked back to her bedroom, placing the box of condoms and lubricant on her bedside table. He undressed as he listened to her hum to herself in the shower. Completely nude, he walked to her bathroom door and slipped in, making his presence known.
“Darlin’? You all right?”
“Hi,” she said softly. “Yes, but I need you to peel the bandage off for me.” She was facing the showerhead and looked over her shoulder at him as he stepped into the shower behind her. Blushing when her eyes trailed down his abdomen to the thick rod that jutted from his groin as though it were seeking her out, she murmured, “Mmmm.” She turned her head into the spray, rinsing the remnants of shampoo from her hair.
He reached for the corner of the bandage and carefully peeled it from her skin then tossed it into her trash can. “It looks good, darlin’. Speaking of which,” he said as his hands smoothed over her shoulders. He stepped up behind her, his erection brushing her derriere. “You look pretty good, too. I’d never claim to be a poet, but you take my breath away.”
Ash stroked her upper arms, his fingertips curving inward to cup her generous, firm breasts, strumming her nipples with his thumbs. “Darlin’, I want to wallow in these beautiful breasts, fall asleep against them, and suckle on them while I make love to you.” He felt a tremor go through her as she turned to him, holding on to his bicep.
“I love that your body is so soft and curvy, womanly, but supple and strong, too. This tummy,” he murmured, stroking down her torso to just past her bellybutton, “needs my kisses, and this sweet little pussy.” His fingers strayed further into her drenched cunt. “Darlin’, you’re very wet, aren’t you?” He rumbled deep in his chest, filled with lust for her. His dick pulsated in agreement against her abdomen.
The primal sound caused her body to cream for him even more. “Y–yes Ash. I need you. I need to feel you in me again. It feels like I’m going to go up in flames I want you so much.”
“Let me bathe, and then you can have me.”
She smiled up at him. “All my soaps smell girlie.”
He grinned down at her, sliding a finger on her cheek. “That’s all right, darlin’. Whatever kind of soap or shampoo you have is fine.”
Juliana allowed him to play with her breasts, covering them in soap again. She laughed when he lathered up his hair, beard, and muttonchops and wallowed between her breasts like he’d said he wanted to, before rinsing his hair and face. After carefully lathering her hand, she palmed his rock-hard cock, stroking up and down, smoothing over the head and caressing his heavy scrotum and squeezing ever so slightly.
Closing his eyes, Ash focused his attention on self-control, not wanting to come until he was inside her again, although he doubted multiple orgasms were going to be an issue that night.
Chapter Nine
Ash was so tall, brawny, and rough, but there were parts of him that Juliana wanted to curl up into, or onto, as the case may be. His cock was bone-hard, thick, and intimidating but so silky on the outside. Her pussy should be clamoring in fear, but instead it was seeping her juices, pulsing for the feel of every ridge and vein, wanting him to fill her to overflowing.
Her cunt felt swollen, and her clit ached, wanting that lip-stretching glide that insured she’d come every time he entered her. With Ash, she didn’t have to fantasize like she’d had to with Lawrence if she wanted to get off. She shivered, and her pussy throbbed when he groaned as she stroked his hard length with relish.
Smiling up at him, Juliana said, “If I was able, I’d use both hands on this glorious monster.” She would’ve played longer, but he placed his hands over hers to stop her.
“Let me rinse off, and it looks like I need to rinse you off,” he said with a chuckle, his knuckle rubbing against her soapy nipple. “Then let’s go to bed. We’ve got all night ahead of us and tomorrow night, as well. There’s no need to rush, and when I come, after you come two or three times, I want to be inside you.”
Oh, mama! Two or three times?
After drying off, Juliana padded into her bedroom and pulled back the covers on the bed. She lit candles around the room and turned off the lamp.
A shaky breath escaped when she felt strong arms slip around her from behind. She slid her hands over his forearms, and leaned back against him as his lips nuzzled under her ear. His body heat permeated the silk of her robe, and she could feel the stiffness of his erection through the towel wrapped around his hips
. Playfully, she wiggled her derriere against him.
“Naughty girl.” Ash slid his hand into her robe, cupped her breast, and gently squeezed it, flicking her nipple.
Turning in his embrace, she stroked the short curls at the nape of his neck and asked, “Have you given any thought to how we’re going to accomplish this tonight? The top of the dresser worked admirably with me back on my elbows, but I won’t be able to do that on a soft surface. I’d like to make love to you in a little comfort.”
“How do you feel? Honestly.”
“My back isn’t twinging right now, and my wrist is good, too. I already changed the bandage on my finger,” she said, holding up the freshly wrapped digit. “If you’re asking if I’m up to it, the answer is yes.”
“Well, it looks like you’re going to have to mount up, cowgirl,” he said with a devilish grin. “And we’ll have to see where we go from there. We do have some other options.”
If he meant different, interesting positions, she was all on board for that. Lawrence’s repertoire had consisted of an all-the-lights-off-missionary position, in which she didn’t get off unless there was a lot of foreplay beforehand and a truly one-sided doggy style, all performed in silence except for a relieved masculine groan at the end. If Lawrence asked if it was good for her, she always lied because she felt like unfulfilling sex was way better than no sex, especially if she had a battery-operated boyfriend and a shower massage to bridge the gaps.
“I lost you there for a few seconds. Where did you go?”
She pressed her cheek against his chest, sorry that he’d noticed her lapse. “I’m sorry, I was thinking…about other times.”
“Forget about him. Whatever he did for you, I can do better.”
“That’s just it. It was all pretty disappointing, Ash.” She drew him to her plush king-size bed. She shrugged the robe from her shoulders and allowed it to slide to the floor. He followed her as she climbed onto the bed, capturing her lips in a kiss that quickly grew more heated. He released her lips and feathered her hair through his fingertips, looking down at her in the dim lights.
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