Unconditional (Masters and Mercenaries #5.5)(31)

He gritted his teeth, determined to not do the same. Sex should be a long, slow process, a dance between lovers. Later, he could shove her up against a wall and f*ck her quick, but tonight was about teaching her how deep they could sink into each other.

“Can I touch your…testicles sounds too clinical.”

“Balls, love. Yeah, cup my balls.” He groaned as she did just that. “I like you to touch me. I like you to show me how comfortable you are with my body. There shouldn’t be any barriers between us. I’m your Dom, your lover. If there’s something you want to try, all you have to do is ask. I can’t promise you’ll like everything, but we’ll try it together.”

She rolled his balls in her palm. “Even if I wanted to try the TENs unit thingee? Not on my * though. It’s just the nipples thing looked interesting.”

Fuck yeah. He could play doctor. “Sure. I’ll set up a scene for us. It’s all open to you. I need you to lick the head now.”

She leaned forward and swiped at him with her tongue. Pure pleasure rippled along his spine.

Ashley settled in, seeming to relax into the work. She drew the head of his cock into her mouth, lightly grazing him with her teeth. When she heard him groan, she pulled back. “Was that too much?”

He put a hand on her head, drawing her back. “No. I’ll tell you if you hurt me, but you’ll find most men can take a bite of pain when they’re this aroused. Take more. Lick and suck me. You can’t go wrong as long as I’m in your mouth.”

She leaned forward and sucked him past her lips. Her hands came up, balancing against his body, sliding up his hamstrings. He shifted, shoving his leathers down so she could touch bare skin. Her tongue did a number on his cock, whirling around and around. She slid forward, taking nearly half his dick in one long swallow. Her hands found his ass, cupping him, surrounding him in her unique warmth.

He guided her, encouraging her to take him faster and harder and deeper. He could handle the way her little nails dug into the muscles of his ass, the way her teeth scraped lightly across the head of his dick.

She pulled back, her tongue finding the slit of his cock. Pre-come pulsed out and she lapped it up. “I like the way you taste, too, Sir. Salty and rich.”

“I’m glad you like it because you’re about to get a mouthful of me.” He wouldn’t be able to last long, not in the heat of her mouth, but it was better to come earlier here than when he got into her *. “Playtime is done, love. I want you to suck me until I come.”

She gave his slit one last little lick and then she took him hard into her mouth, sucking like a woman on a mission. She worked his cock, sucking in long passes, taking more and more with each try.

He looked down at the cap of her hair as it swung back and forth. He gripped it, needing to take a bit of control because he seemed to have lost it everywhere else. “Swallow it all down, love. Swallow what I give you.”

He wanted his come in her belly, wanted to know she was walking around with a little bit of him inside her. He was getting possessive about her. He tried to never do that, but watching Ashley take his dick made him understand how deep he was in. In that moment, he couldn’t see an end, didn’t want one. In that moment, he would be perfectly content to stay here with her, to never leave.

His balls drew up tight and there was no fighting it. He forgot everything except the extreme pleasure of hitting the back of her throat. Soft heat strangled his flesh and he gave up. Pure sensation coursed through him as he came, his semen releasing in hard jets as she sucked him down.

Peace settled over him as he was finally, blissfully empty and he could watch her. She licked him even as he softened, caressing him with her tongue. Her hands soothed his skin, cupping him gently now.

She’d given and he could see the pleasure and pride she’d taken from it. God, she was perfect for him.

He reached down. “Come here.”

Her hands slipped into his. “Was I okay?”

Someone had done a number on her ego, but he could fix that. “You’re the best I ever had.”

“Really?”

It was nothing less than the truth, and he realized his mother had been right. Sex was better with the person you loved. He’d thought he’d been in love before, but Ashley had proven him wrong. This was love. It had to be. He felt connected to her.

He had to pray he could keep her.

Just for a little while.





Chapter Eight





Ashley licked her lips, tasting him there. Satisfaction poured through her. She’d never given a man oral before, but Keith seemed more than happy with her. This was what she’d wanted. She realized that now. She could say she’d done it out of curiosity, but what she’d been looking for was connection. She felt so connected to him, so close. She’d never felt closer to a man. To her baby, yes, but never to a man, never to a lover.

His hands cupped her face and he gave her one of those long, luscious kisses she was already addicted to. He seemed to flow into her, every motion fluid and easy to follow. He never made her feel awkward. Even when she was, the way he looked at her made the embarrassment flee.

He might not want her to change at her core, but he had already changed things for her. She’d found her sexuality through him, discovered what it meant to give and take from a lover. Now she knew what it really felt like to be in a man’s arms.