“I had all these plans of kinky shit I wanted to do to you,” he growled as she stroked him, “but right now I just want to feel you.”
“Works for me.” Releasing him, she scooted across the bed from beneath him, rolling onto her stomach to reach the nightstand. She reached forward and tugged open the drawer, fishing around inside. He hoped it was for a condom, but he was too distracted by the ass in his face to notice anything else. He got a good grip on said ass and then flexed his fingers, loving the way it overfilled his hand. So full and delicious.
He bit her there again. Right on the cheek, nice and hard.
She moaned, which made it even better. Shifting onto his elbows, he spread her cheeks with his palms, ducked his head, and licked right up the center of her, from front to back. The very back. He wasn’t shy about it.
Her hips jerked, and she moaned some more. A second later, a condom hit him in the face. “Put that on and get inside me.”
He didn’t need to be told twice. He donned that latex fucker with lightning speed and crawled over top of her. Using his knees to force her legs apart, he reached back and hefted her hips up, leaning forward and pressing his cock against her entrance. She was soaking wet and ready for him, but she still squeezed him like a fist as he eased inside her.
“Fuck, you’re so tight.” He pushed in a little more and saw stars.
She spread her legs wider and stuck her ass higher up, her back arching deeply. “More.”
“Demanding.” He gave her more. Every inch he slid in further was another inch closer to paradise.
And then he was all the way inside her, her body welcoming him like she was made for him. Bracing himself by his hands, he started a slow and steady rocking pace, flexing his ass and tilting his hips to sink deeper. Her eager cries spurred him on.
Something suddenly shifted inside him on a visceral level.
He had the urge to turn them to their sides, so he went with it. Wrapping his bottom arm around her so his bicep was her pillow, he lifted her leg up with his other arm and spread her wide open so he could fuck her as deep as possible. Their bodies aligned from top to bottom, her back pressed against his chest.
Her moans were so soft and sweet, it made him feel this crushing sensation in his chest. And when she tipped her head back, he trailed kisses along her throat and jaw. Asmodeus didn’t trail kisses on throats and jaws. And yet, for her, he did. He was pretty sure he’d do fucking anything for her.
Eva turned her head some more, so he kissed her lips. She tasted amazing. She felt even better. He wanted to drown in it. He continued to fuck her nice and slow, all the while thinking he’d never felt anything as incredible as this. He could stay in this moment forever.
He collared his hand around her throat, but not to choke her. Just to hold her against him in a way that told her she was his. Because shewashis. Right now, she fucking belonged to him, and he would rip the heads off and the guts out of anyone who said otherwise.
Her inner muscles fluttered around his cock like the world’s best massage, and he knew she was close, so he released her leg and slid his fingers between the folds of her pussy, rubbing her tight little clit with just the right amount of pressure. She moaned against his lips and was coming a moment later, anddamn, the clenching of her muscles around him felt way too good.
He fucked her faster, working his hips so he bottomed out with every hard thrust, and then the little minx reached down, lifted her leg again, and got a vice grip on his balls.
It was the last thing he’d expected after all the touchy-feely shit, and it sent him flying over the edge. He moaned louder than he usually did as the climax smashed into him like a two-by-four to the brain.
His hips kept rolling as he finished coming like they were loath to accept the sex was over.We’ll go again soon, he promised them. It wasn’t even one o’clock in the morning yet, and he had plans to keep her up all night.
Eva reached back to thread her hand through his hair, and they kissed lazily. “That was so good,” she purred, and he wanted to beat his chest like a gorilla. “You feel so good, Ash. I don’t want you to pull out.”
He didn’t either. “I have to throw this thing away, but I’ll be right back.”
“Mm.” Her eyes were closed. She looked so relaxed and trusting, lying there in his arms. It made his chest ache and his stomach feel light and fluttery.
Fuck, she was so beautiful. Soft and warm and indescribably inviting, yet fierce and fiery when she needed to be. She was incredible, and he was completely entranced. He fought the urge to crush her against his chest, suddenly afraid someone might try to take her away from him.
Promising himself he would find her if they did, he shook his head at his bizarre thoughts and then pulled out and climbed off the bed. He hit the bathroom to toss the condom and then heard the sound of Beethoven’s Fifth symphony coming from the kitchen. “Eva, what—?”
“That’s my phone. Hold on, I’ll get it.”
He came out of the bathroom just as she walked by, and she gave him a long look up and down his naked body. He lounged against the doorframe and checked her out right back, unable to suppress his satisfied grin. He suddenly hoped he’d left a bite mark on her ass.
“Meet me back in bed,” she said. “I’m not finished with you yet.”
He cocked a brow. “Demanding.”
“You know it.” Grinning back at him, she walked past to the kitchen.
His smile broadened when he saw her ass. Therewasa bite mark. He was going to add a matching one to the other cheek.
