Her command is my wish. She arches her back and rests her hands on my thighs for balance as I lift her up and down on my cock. It’s not long before her fingernails are boring into my skin. I’m going to have little half-moon bruises on my thighs, and I don’t care one bit.
“Reach between your legs and play with yourself, Ash,” I demand between thrusts.
She lifts her gaze until she’s eye to eye with me. She stares into my eyes as her hand drifts down her body to where we’re joined. She flicks her clit once, twice…
“I’m going to,” she gasps out.
“Do it, dream girl. Come for me.”
She tightens around me, and I lose her eyes when her back bows. “Rowan,” she rasps.
“Right here, Ash. I’m right here.”
My thrusts become erratic as her orgasm sets mine off. I continue to pump into her as I slowly come down from my climax.
Ash collapses against my chest. “Life can get better,” she whispers before promptly passing out.
I don’t know what she’s talking about, but I have to disagree with her. It doesn’t get any better than Ash naked in my bed after the best sex of my life.