Page 8 of The Claiming Series: Collection 1
Ivy
Ash yanks back the sheet and tosses me onto the bed. I giggle as I pull my t-shirt over my head, watching as he divests himself of his sweatpants. He crawls onto the bed next to me, caging me with his big body.
"I'm clean, Kitten, but I'll use something if you want," he says.
I love that he's getting the practicalities out of the way before he fucks me senseless. "I'm on the pill," I reply with a smile. "I want you bare."
"Fuck, I was hoping you were going to say that," he rasps.
It almost broke me to hear him tell me how much he wanted me and for how long. All those wasted years when we could've been together. But he was trying to do the right thing, and I love him all the more for it.
He thinks his morals are questionable because of his feelings for me, but I know better. He wants to be mine, and I want to be his. I want everything he wants.
And right now, he wants me desperately, judging by the way his hard cock is nudging at my stomach. I haven't had a chance to fulfill one of my fantasies with him yet—but I'm about to.
I push him so he rolls onto his back. Running my hands down his hard stomach, I follow the happy trail of hair down his abs to his hard cock. He hisses as I grab it with one hand, sliding it up and down with firm strokes.
"Ivy," he grunts, his voice rough with passion.
Yeah. Pretty sure he likes that.
I give him a few more pumps, and he releases a groan. He reaches for my hand, wrapping his own around it and squeezing hard. I’m working on instinct, fisting this weapon of mass destruction, but I guess Ash likes it firmer, rougher.
I continue to squeeze and pump, flushed with pleasure as Ash's breathing picks up. He grunts and groans, thrusting his hips in rhythm with my hand. Now I know what he likes, he removes his hand, letting me fly solo.
"That's it, Kitten. Work my cock like you own it," he gasps.
I can't believe how turned on I am by his responses. It's amazing, knowing I'm responsible for his pleasure.
I speed up my movements, seeing a bead of moisture leak from the end. Holding him firm, I dip my head, flicking my tongue along his slit to swipe it up. I hum as the taste of him explodes on my tongue. I open my mouth around him, taking him deep inside and circling my tongue around the head.
"Deeper," he demands roughly. "Take me all the way in."
I relax my throat until his tip hits the back, fighting my gag reflex. He's big and thick, and I'm struggling to fit him all in, but I’m not giving up. I suck him harder, faster, reveling in the noises coming from his throat. I'm so turned on that my juices ooze down my inner thighs .
"I'm going to come, Kitten, and you're going to swallow every last drop," he rasps, his hands moving to my head, digging into my scalp as I continue to deep-throat him.
"Holy fucking shit!" he roars, spilling his hot seed down my throat.
I do as he says and swallow every last bit, licking him clean as the last of his orgasm ebbs away. Amazingly, impossibly, he's still hard, and I lift bemused eyes to his.
"I told you he's not going down until I get inside you," he reminds me with an arrogant smirk.
Well, fuck. He wasn’t lying.
I slide up his body, and he pulls my head down to his for a deep kiss, sliding his tongue inside my mouth in long, slow strokes.
Without breaking the kiss, he flips me onto my back, settling his weight on his elbows.
His dick presses against my stomach. Holy crap, it's harder than ever. This man is a fucking sex god.
He breaks the kiss, staring down at me as he sweeps my damp hair away from my face. "I'm going to take you now, Kitten. Make you mine. ”
His words are a promise, and I shiver in anticipation. “You ruined me for anyone else, you know that, right? You’ll be my first and my last.”
Ash swallows hard, his eyes full of emotion. “I know, Kitten. You saved herself for me, didn’t you? Makes me humble. But it also makes me want to roar and beat my chest like a fucking caveman.”
"Make me yours, Ash. And do it like you mean it," I demand, holding his intense blue gaze.
He smiles and swoops in for another kiss while he lines his cock up with my entrance, barely penetrating me. He slides it along my cleft a few times, wetting it with my juices. And then he thrusts in deep.
"Holy shit!" I shout, my eyes rolling back in my head as I lose all the breath in my lungs. It hurts, but the pain is fleeting. Nothing has ever felt as good as being filled by the man I love.
"Fuck, Ivy! You're so fucking tight!" Ash grunts, forcing himself to hold still while I adjust to his length and girth.
He still hasn't moved after several seconds. "If you don't move soon, I'm going to scream," I rasp, wrapping my legs around his hips and digging my heels into his ass.
He groans and pulls back a few inches before plunging inside me again.
I cry out in pleasure, dropping my eyes to watch as his thick cock disappears inside me again and then again.
It's the most erotic thing I've ever seen, and I'm already teetering on the verge of an orgasm.
I struggle to draw in air and not come all at once as he thrusts back in, even deeper this time.
He grabs my legs and hooks them over his shoulders right before he ruts into me with a force and depth that has me screaming his name.
My pussy grips him greedily as he pounds into me, pain mixing with pleasure at his forceful rhythm.
The position of our bodies allows him to go so deep that I swear the tip of him is touching my womb.
"God, I love being inside you! You're so fucking tight. Your cunt has my cock in a death grip," he grunts above me, his hips moving like pistons as he fucks me hard.
I mewl at his dirty words of encouragement. As he said earlier, I'm finally getting what I want, what we both need. My hips move frantically beneath him, matching him thrust for thrust. An orgasm is building in my core that I'm pretty sure is going to wreck me .
"I'm close!" I sob, gripping his shoulders tightly to brace myself as he almost fucks me off the end of the bed.
He leans down and pulls a nipple into his mouth, sucking on it hard, and I fly over the edge, shouting my ecstasy into the room.
His shout joins mine as my pussy clamps down on him, milking his orgasm from him.
A layer of sweat slicks our bodies as he plows into me, filling me to the brim with every drop of his cum until it spills out between us.
Finally, with one last groan, he pushes into me as far as he can go and then collapses on top of me.
I lower my legs from his shoulders, my pussy still holding his cock tightly.
Slowly, we come back down to earth, our breathing harsh in the quiet of the room.
My body is flushed, still stuffed full of his cock, electrified with little aftershocks from the hardest climax I've ever experienced.
I peek up at Ash with a satisfied smile, and the way he's looking at me takes my breath away. Like I'm his queen. He kisses me, slow and deep and tender, bringing a lump to my throat.
“Are you okay, Kitten?” he asks in concern.
“Better than okay. Amazing,” I whisper.
"No words," he mutters, his expression stunned. "I have no words to describe what we just shared."
"I do," I murmur. "It’s love. I love you, Ash. Always have. Always will."
He dips his head to mine again, kissing me as if he'll never get enough of my mouth. "I love you, too, Ivy."
He lifts his weight off me, and we both groan as he slips out of me. He's still semi-hard, despite coming twice in the last hour. It's a heady sensation, knowing we get to do this again and again.
He pulls me into him, arranging me so he's spooning me from behind, his hand cupping my breast. I snuggle back against him, completely content, and his dick slides between my ass cheeks, the head nudging my sensitive clit.
"Dear God, does it ever go down?" I ask in wonder.
His laugh is a rumble against my back. "I did warn you. He's been hard for you for years, Kitten. But you're mine now, and I plan to get inside your pretty little pussy as often as is humanly possible."
"Sounds good," I mumble, my eyelids drooping.
He presses a kiss on my shoulder. "Sleep now. "
I close my eyes with a sigh. I finally have everything I've ever wanted. I hope I can hold onto him.