Loving A Romano

by Sindee Lynn

  Continuing up the stairs, she realized she had always thought admitting her attraction to him would cause the world to all of a sudden come to an end. She now knew it was what she did with the knowledge that would make all the difference. Ashley planned to do exactly what she had been doing since he had turned eighteen and legally available. Not a damn thing. To do anything else would be foolish on her part and just begging for trouble. Besides, she thought with a smile on her face, I got a man already.

  Slipping quietly into her bedroom, Ashley dropped her robe at the foot of her bed and slid under the covers. Her body had been on a slow burn from the moment she had pushed her curtains back to discover Wade standing on her porch. Now it was on fire and if there was any hope of her getting back to sleep she needed to have the flames extinguished. She told herself it didn’t matter if the ache had been caused by someone other than the man lying beside her. She tried to convince herself the fire rushing through her veins, demanding attention, could be put out by anyone. To prove her point she lightly ran her hand along the well-muscled thigh of the man next to her.

  “David,” she whispered close to his ear.

  Ashley grazed his ear lobe with her tongue. She giggled softly and managed to move backwards before his hand swatted her away. Undeterred she reached across his hip and rubbed the flat of her hand against him before reaching inside the waistband of his boxers. Pure stubbornness kept her from admitting defeat before she had even begun. It was hard finding a man who had a good job, good looks and a good sized dick. David was what she had and it would have to do. Thoughts of another played around the edges of her mind. He was so close and unless she had been misreading things completely over the years he was more than willing. No, she told herself gripping David’s dick a little firmer. She would not dwell on what could never be.

  “Come on baby get hard for me,” she whispered into the darkened bedroom.

  A few more moments passed with her alternating between long and short strokes. She was almost ready to give up when she felt him finally begin to harden. She smiled in triumph though she knew she was wrong. Her body had been sexually deprived from David being on the road for three weeks.

  Moving closer, she rubbed her body against his back and sighed in pleasure. The lace of her camisole scrapped against her hardened nipples with each movement. She hoped he woke up soon. She needed the fire burning a path through her body relieved and maybe after their little talk sex would be better. Hell it was impossible to believe it could get any worse.

  After several failed attempts to get David to understand how she needed and liked to be touched she had finally just come right out and told him. She needed him to understand there were times she needed a little foreplay. Not every time but dammit once in a while would be nice. He’d taken it surprisingly well and had promised to do better. Tonight had been her first opportunity since their conversation to see if he’d taken their talk to heart.

  Her body had been so deprived of sex she had begun dripping as soon as she had opened her door to see him standing there. But it quickly became apparent sex was not on his mind as he had missed her mouth, planting a sloppy kiss on her cheek. Her hopes were further dashed when he announced he was tired and headed upstairs where he proceeded to undress and go to bed.

  Attempting to push those thoughts away, she continued to rub her breasts against his back. She lifted her leg across his so she could rub her lower body against him. The friction against her clit caused a surprised gasp to leave her lips.

  “David,” she called a little louder.

  The only response she received for her efforts was a loud snore before he rolled over onto his stomach. She barely had enough time to remove her hand from the front of his shorts before he crushed it beneath his weight. The quick movement caused her to fall backwards.

  Ashley blew her hair out of her eyes in frustration. The ache between her legs became more pronounced. Now what? She threw another glance at David’s back. Maybe if she…. David let out a loud snore and the bed vibrated.

  “Never mind,” she mumbled to herself in the dark.

  If she could just take the edge off—enough to get to sleep. Parting her legs, she placed a finger between her moist folds and began to stroke her swollen and aching clit. Pleasure moved through her body. She applied more pressure and moaned aloud. The edge she continued to tell herself as she stroked harder before inserting a finger into her dripping cunt. It was quickly followed by another. In and out she moved them, lifting her hips to allow for deeper access. It wasn’t enough.

  What she craved was something much thicker and longer. Disgusted, she gave up. Moments passed while she lay there staring up at her ceiling. Anger warred with desire. Both emotions caused the heat between her legs to intensify. Not able to take it any longer, she flung the covers aside, this time not caring if she woke her bed mate or not. This was ridiculous. Why the hell did she have a man sleeping in her bed if he wouldn't even wake up when she was hot and horny needing to be pleased?

  “We’ll see about that,” she mumbled under her breath on her way to her walk-in closet.

  Standing on tiptoes she pulled down her beloved case of toys from the top shelf. She had never been shy about the fact she enjoyed sex and it was a guarantee she had a toy in her case able to scratch any itch she had. Walking out of the closet, she glanced at the lump lying in her bed, before heading down the hall to one of her spare rooms. She couldn't help but wonder why she had kept their relationship going. Good sex had always been a requirement to holding her attention in a man.

  Feelings of contentment moved through her as she pushed the door together behind her. The smell of lavender that always seemed to linger in this room wrapped itself around her bringing with it a sense of calm. The bright moonlight shining through the windows provided enough light as she headed towards the bed. Her cunt quivered as she looked down at the various dildos resting in the open case. They came in all shapes, sizes, colors and specialty areas. Her hand glided across each of her beloved toys before choosing an old favorite.

  Her insides clenched as she stroked the length of it—eight inches long and two and a half inches wide. This particular dildo had seen many nights of deep penetrating action by her hand and sometimes that of her partner. It had never let her down as the man lying sound asleep down the hall had. Even when he was awake to begin the process, she always seemed to have to finish it herself.

  Forcing her mind away from those thoughts, Ashley removed her panties before positioning herself on the bed. Turning so she had one leg on the floor and one on the bed, she tested her wetness with her fingers. Just as she’d thought, she wouldn't need any lubricant tonight. After removing her cum coated fingers from between her legs, she closed her case and pushed it to the opposite side of the bed before leaning back against the pillows. Anticipation had her stomach fluttering.

  She flicked her fingertips over her taut nipples. It felt so good when she cupped her large breasts in her hands, pinching her nipples until they hardened further. A groan of pleasure built at the back of her throat as she slowly brought a hand down across her rounded stomach to the tops of her thighs before moving to caress the insides. Cool air rushed against her heated flesh when she opened wider to allow better access. She grazed the slick swollen head of her clit with two fingers before inserting them into her wetness.

  “Ahh.”

  Her juices surrounded them, soaking them to the knuckle. In and out she moved, occasionally grazing her aching clit until she knew she was ready for more. Grabbing the dildo from beside her, she ran her fingers along its ribbed length. She loved this one more than her others. The way the thick ridges running up and down its length felt when they rubbed against the insides of her cunt and the thickness of it always stretched her to capacity. The need to taste it overwhelmed her. How long had it been since she’d had a dick of this size between her lips?

  She took it in her mouth. “Hmmm,” she moaned.

  Oh she’d missed it. Heat spiraled thro
ugh her as she began to fuck her mouth with its thickness until it glistened with her spit. Her free hand moved across her pebble hard nipples pinching the peaks through the lacy material of her camisole. A fresh wave of moisture leaked from her womanhood down between her ass cheeks. She was definitely ready for more. She wanted to feel it inside of her now. She needed it. It had been so long. Slowly, so slowly she inserted the ribbed head inch by inch stopping only to allow her body to become accustomed to the size and shape again.

  She rotated her hips a little to test the feel of it inside her. Allowing the pleasure to take control, she gave her mind free reign. It didn’t take long before it centered on the person who had begun to star in all her hottest dreams. Behind her closed lids a pair of sparkling blue eyes emerged. It was his thick length buried deep within her quivering body. His hand reached up to caress her aching breasts before giving a hard pinch to her nipples. She let out a grown of pure bliss.

  Spreading her legs a little wider meant more of him was able to find its way inside. When he pulled free she felt empty but not for long. His dick came back hard and fast. A soft moan of pleasure mixed with just a hint of pain was wrenched from her as she was stretched further than she had been in months. A scream built at the back of her throat as her orgasm approached. In and out her body was pounded until that elusive spot was hit. Release was finally within her grasp. She reached between her spread legs and rubbed her exposed clit. The hard nub was aching with need and she felt her stomach muscles clench as her orgasm came upon her hard. She lay gasping for air until the last waves washed over her.

  Ashley tried to catch her breath. Her legs spread wide. The dildo now covered in her juices, still laid inserted deep in her cunt. Her muscles clenching and unclenching around the hardened head as mini aftershocks rocked her body. A slow smile spread across her face along with finally feeling content—until the next time thoughts of Wade came to haunt her.

  Chapter Four

  His heart pounded against his rib cage. He couldn’t move. Couldn't think past what he was seeing and the painful throbbing of his erection. Was this some kind of cruel joke? Wade ran a shaky hand down his face and fought the urge to let out a groan of frustration. She was so close but so far away. It was the story of his relationship with Ashley, always on the outside looking in.

  Here he was worried about being too direct for her and how it had sent her running. Apparently it had sent her running to the infamous box of toys he had only heard rumors of and his bed. She was in the room he sometimes occupied when he stayed at her house. Why hadn’t she chosen to remain in her own bedroom?

  Every wet dream he’d ever had about her paled in comparison to the sight of her in his bed, legs spread wide, pleasuring herself. He leaned his head back against the wall and closed his eyes. The sounds coming from the bedroom fed his imagination and his hand went to the painful bulge in his pants. Instead of the dildo thrusting in and out of her soaked pussy he imagined it was his dick. Instead of her own fingers stroking her hardened clit it would be his. His eyes flew open when his father’s voice sounded in his head.

  “Wade every day you are blessed to be on this earth there will be decisions to make. Some with larger consequences than others but decisions nonetheless. Do not spend the first half of your life making decisions because of fear and the second half regretting those decisions. Live your life to the fullest and remember a Romano goes after what he wants.”

  What he wanted was stretched out on a bed on the other side of the door where he stood cowering. Another long moan reached his ears followed by soft sighs and he knew she must have reached her orgasm. Fear of losing Ashley had ruled him ever since he turned eighteen and realized the crazy feelings he had for her were not just a really bad case of puppy love.

  He had backed off shortly after when she showed signs of distress over his getting too close. He resisted his need to touch her when they were together because he saw it made her uncomfortable. What if all this time he’d been doing the wrong things? What if he should have been pushing forward instead of backing away and forcing her to step outside of her comfort zone. A new fire blazed inside him as he pushed himself away from the wall.

  Opening the door as quietly as he could, he slipped into the room. The smell of sex greeted him. She lay before him her legs slightly bent at the knee, spread wide to accommodate the large dildo she was slowly thrusting in and out of her wet center. He licked his lips at the sight. Dreams of having her just like this had haunted him for years but he had never really thought it a possibility. Wade pushed the door closed behind him, locking it. If she ran he wanted to make it as hard as possible for her to escape.

  Her eyes fell upon him and he stood frozen. She made no move to cover herself or stop the slow thrusting of the dildo. She simply stared at him. Slowly so as not to send her into a panic he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it behind him. He unbuttoned and pushed his jeans down his lean legs and kicked them away. They went in the general direction of his shirt.

  He didn’t dare look away for fear if he broke eye contact the spell they were both under would be broken. Her tongue came out to lick her lips and head dropped to his crotch before coming back up to meet his. The meaning was clear. Pushing his boxers down and kicking them off, he stood naked before her. Her eyes moved over him was slow and deliberate, not missing an inch. The close scrutiny almost made him run for cover but he remained rooted to that one spot.

  “Come here,” she said in a raspy voice.

  He padded barefoot to the bed. Wade examined her body. What others might have seen as unappealing he found absolutely gorgeous. Ashley had always been what his mother called big boned and he loved every inch of her. From the top of her dark brown head to her purple painted toe nails and all points in between. Her thighs opened and she removed the dildo from her center.

  Wade let out a growl as he moved to the side of the bed. He couldn't bear not to touch her any longer.

  His hand shook as he moved it up the inside of her thigh. Their eyes met and held as he drifted closer to her dripping center. He could smell her sex and the scent was driving him insane. All he wanted to do was thrust deep into her and fulfill every fantasy he’d ever had but he knew he had to control the need. This could be his one and only chance. The last thing he wanted was a hasty joining.

  Wade wanted to savor this moment in case he never received another opportunity. He moved closer to the bed until he stood directly over her. Not able to hold off any longer, he thrust two fingers deep into her. A groan filled the air and Wade wasn’t sure which of them it had been. For just a moment longer he allowed himself the pleasure of feeling her wetness around his fingers before removing them and lifting the soaked digits to his mouth. His lids drifted closed as the first taste of her hit his tongue. This time he knew for sure the animal sound that filled the air was from him. His head spun as his tongue lapped between his fingers to ensure he didn’t miss a drop.

  “Wade.”

  His eyes snapped open and he gazed down at her.

  “I need you,” she whispered.

  Waves of emotions washed over him at her softly spoken words. So many things he wanted to say came to mind yet none of them could make it pass the lump in his throat. Instead he fell to his knees beside the bed. His face was mere inches from hers.

  “I’m all yours,” he managed to whisper before taking her mouth.

  All the emotions and feelings he’d harbored over the years came out in that kiss. And when his tongue brushed against her closed lips, she opened for him. Their moans mingled as their kiss deepened.

  Ashley reached over and grabbed a handful of his hair, pulling him closer to her. The pain of her grip in his hair was a welcome thing and he moved as close as he could from his position beside the bed but it wasn’t enough. A smile touched his lips at her whimper of complaint when he broke their kiss and moved to lie between her legs. She spread them wider to accommodate him. Her legs fastened tightly around him causing his dick to brush agains
t her clit. She must have liked the feeling because she began to rock against him slowly.

  “I need you in me badly,” she whispered against his ear.

  Her tongue licked his ear lobe before her teeth bit gently. A shiver ran up his spine as he fought the urge to thrust into her heat and give them both what they wanted. He lifted his body away from hers as much as he could with the grip she had around his waist.

  “Ashley,” he began.

  “No talking. I want you to fuck me. Now,” she demanded before pulling his head down to hers for a kiss.

  She ran her tongue across his teeth before opening her mouth to deepen the kiss. Wade allowed himself to be drawn in while his hand began searching the bed beside him. When his knuckles grazed against her box of toys he pushed the lid open. Pulling away slightly, in spite of her protests, he rummaged in the box. He almost gave up his search when she tugged on the small hoop piercing his left nipple, his resolve was at an end but then his fingers wrapped around what he was looking for. He pulled out a long string of condoms from a pocket tucked in the corner of her case.

  “You should have just asked. That way you could already be inside me.”

  She took the condoms and pushed him gently backwards until he lay back on the bed. He glanced down to find her intently studying his dick before running a fingertip up and down the full length of him, across the head and back down the underside where the vein ran thickest.

  “You’re huge,” she said almost to herself.

  Wade’s chest swelled with pride. It wasn’t the first time he had heard those words but it was different coming from her. When her thumb brushed across the tip of his dick he couldn't keep his groan of pleasure at bay. He wanted to beg her to suck his dick. Her mouth was open and it was so close. A little further and she could wrap those lips around him.