Cupping his balls, she teased, taunted. Witha long, savoring lick, like he was a fucking popsicle on ahundred-degree day, she trailed her tongue along his cock andflicked the tip before taking him deep in her mouth.
Lush, pink lips wrapped around his girth,soft and giving to his hard. Her slow, methodical rhythm pulled athim, his hips instinctually thrusting with the pace she set. “Ohfuck, Sophie–”
Accelerating, she sucked him hard, taking himdeeper into her mouth as she stroked him. He lost his voice. Lostall coherent thought as she swallowed him. Shuddering, he felt hisclimax and barely managed to warn her, “I’m coming–”
Gripping him tighter, she wouldn’t let himpull away, but took him deeper. With a deep groan, his vision wentblack as he released into her mouth. She bit her lip as she rose toher feet and smiled smugly.
Hell no, she was not the innocent peopleseemed to think. Something about her gentle demeanor, who knows,but she knew exactly how to drive him completely, totally out ofhis mind. Pulling her against him, he wrapped his hands around hernarrow waist. Looking up at him, he could see the twinkle ofsatisfaction in her eye.
“We’ve got lots to keep us entertainedwithout sex in the traditional sense.” She ran her hands along hisass and pulled him against her.
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Sophie had never been so turned on givinghead before. It was taking every shred of willpower to not drag himdown on the sleeping bag bed he’d made and ride him to both theirundoing.
As if reading her mind, he said, “Youabsolutely undo me. Make me feel things I didn’t know werepossible. And I don’t just mean the incredible things you do to mybody,” he whispered as he kissed along her collarbone. She tippedher head back as he ran his tongue along her throat.
Lowering them down to the plush, slick fabricof the sleeping bags, Asher was… different. Fiercer, more intense.She’d seen so many sides of him, but tonight was so much morevivid.
Taking her mouth with his, Asher kissed herdeeply, exploring, tangling. A soft sigh escaped her lips; heatspread from low in her belly to the tips of her extremities.
Was it just this morning he had taken her inthe dressing room? Remembering the ecstasy, the rapid pulse of needthat had driven through her, she was ready for him.
“This time, I’m savoring.” And he did. Takinghis time, he ensured every inch of her body received his undividedattention. Never having felt so exquisitely aroused, Sophie wasoverwhelmed with sensation. Again and again, she came at his touch,cried out in delicious, victorious orgasms.
Limbs heavy from the molten lead that filledher veins, Sophie could hardly move. Letting her down graduallyfrom the most intense orgasm–correction, orgasms–she’d everexperienced, Asher rested his head low on her belly.
His deep voice rumbled against her, “I felt abit rushed this morning and needed to take my time this go around.Hope you don’t mind.”
She managed to speak, barely, not yet able tofind her full voice. “I like my new sleeping bag.”
“You’ll like it even more when we’re out inthe middle of the woods, far from the ears of the house.” His voicecroaked with something she couldn’t identify. Emotion?Exhaustion?
Realizing what he was implying, she vibratedwith a rich belly laugh, bouncing his head against her abdomen.“Sorry about that. I’ve never been a noisy orgasmer before.”
“You are welcome.” She could feel him smilingagainst her skin and place a soft kiss on her tattoo. They laidthere for a long while, breathing together in silence. Peacefully,she started to fall asleep.
Asher sat up briefly to move up next to herand pulled the cozy satin lined with flannel sleeping bag aroundthem. She’d never slept in a sleeping bag before. By the time shewould have gotten to have sleepovers as a kid, she was stuck withYvette and wasn’t allowed.
There were a lot of firsts the last fewweeks. A lot of surprises. Like that she was a freaking voraciousbundle of lust, apparently.
More, the feeling that she could lean onsomeone, entirely, and help carry his burden as well. A fluid giveand take with someone else, their joy and their pain. She neverwanted to need anyone, so the idea was a little frightening, yetoddly reassuring at the same time.
15
T-Minus 7 Days
Rising before the sun, as usual, Asher placed alingering kiss on Sophie’s forehead before sliding his arm out fromunder her. As she had the last few mornings, her sleepy figurewasn’t releasing him. This time, however, her cheeks were rosy froma long night of not-quite-sex.
They were curled up in their makeshiftbedroom campsite that he was loathsome to clean up. Wrapping herother arm around him, she clung to him like a koala on a eucalyptustree.
Chuckling quietly, he whispered her name,“Sophie… Sophie, I’m getting up now.”
Stirring, but not releasing him, she groaned.“No.”
Grazing his long fingers along her side, hetraced a circle around her belly. She bit her lip to suppress alaugh. Pleased with his progress, using a feather light touch, hegrazed his hand further until he reached her breast.
A soft sigh escaped her lips, her eyes stillsleepily closed. Mischievously, he gave the tight nub a quickpinch. That earned him an elbow in the ribs.
