Asher’s breaths were coming in short pants now and I sickly savored each and every one knowing that I was the woman driving him insane. I’s only imagined this in my wildest dreams and now they were all becoming reality
“I want you to come, Asher. I want you to come all over my breasts,” I demanded from him. There was something so erotic about having his cum spill on my skin, especially the part of me he’d pleasured earlier.
I gripped him harder while cupping his balls with my other hand. His erection slid in and out of my mouth as his hand reached out and sank into my thick strands of hair. He directed me over his cock, taking the pleasure he wanted. When I gagged he didn’t stop, but let me pull away to catch my breath, but I immediately went back to the task at hand.
I loved sucking his cock. Watching his eyes roll back into his head when I softly scraped my teeth along the skin or dipped my tongue in the small hole at the tip was enough to spur me on.
My hand was slick as I continued to stroke his shaft, his body pumping in unison.
“Fuck, I’m going to come. Addison. Shit,” he said just as I pulled back. Spurts of white liquid landed on my chest and I smiled up at him in satisfaction.
I hadn’t even been able to use any of the extra fun things he brought into the room to play with. But, to be honest, Asher tasted like a dessert all on his own.
“I. . .ugh. . .fuck.” I watched as Asher worked to catch his breath while his cum dripped down my breasts to my stomach. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes as I reached for the paper towels to clean up the mess we’d made.
But just as I swiped across my skin to gather the liquid, Asher snatched the paper towel from my grasp.
“That’s too harsh for your skin, beautiful. Give me a second and I’ll be right back.” With a quick shuffle, Asher stood, tucking his cock back in his pants, and left the room. Without him in the space I felt cold and alone.
I was about to stand when Asher stepped back into the room, holding a wet cloth. He knelt before me and wiped away the reminisce of himself and I was surprised by the warmth of the cloth.
I expected him to grow distant now that he had gotten his fill, but he smiled down at me as he stood, folding the cloth and then grabbing the plastic bag.
“Come with me,” he said, but instead of a command, it was more of a request. His voice sounded vulnerable. Something I’d never heard from Asher before.
I reached for my sweatshirt and phone as he gathered the bag and other remnants on the floor. I tried to pull the hoodie over my head, but Asher grabbed my wrist and shook his head. Guess that meant I was staying in my bra and leggings. He clicked the heater and lights off as I followed him into the kitchen. Luckily nothing needed to be refrigerated, so he tossed the bag on the counter and continued moving toward the stairs.
Secretly I hoped that I’d get a chance to use the tub, but I wasn’t getting my hopes up. I didn’t even know what time it was.
Glancing down at my phone, I flicked on the screen and saw it was already eleven at night. If he hadn’t planned on me staying, I probably needed to head back to my cabin soon.
“Hey, Asher,” I said as we ascended the stairs, but he must have read my thoughts because he glanced over his shoulder and asked if I would stay the night. I answered him with a smile.