Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 17761 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 89(@200wpm)___ 71(@250wpm)___ 59(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17761 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 89(@200wpm)___ 71(@250wpm)___ 59(@300wpm)
With one last, long lick to my asshole, he rose and positioned the tip of his cock right at the entrance of my pussy. He only gave me a second of reprieve before he slid all those thick inches into me. I gasped and braced my hands out in front of me to steady myself, to hold on as he took control.
He dug his fingers deeper into my hips. It wasn’t painful, but forceful enough that I wasn’t going anywhere. And then he pulled almost all the way out before pushing back in deeper than before.
Over and over he did this, filling me, stretching me.
“Oh, God, Ash.” I closed my eyes as a ripple of pleasure tore through me. He kept a firm grip on my hips, pounding into my already deliciously sensitive pussy. I was so close to getting off again. And as if he read my mind, Ash reached around, slid his hand down my belly, and found my clit, then started rubbing the hell out of that little bud.
The sensations crashed through me, and the pleasure crescendoed until I couldn’t hold onto my control any longer.
“More!” I wasn’t even ashamed I begged like a fiend for him.
My breasts shook from the force of his thrusts, and the sound of our damp skin slapping together filled my ears. He grunted and growled behind me and started palming my ass with one hand, spreading me impossibly wider.
He continued fucking me, massaging my ass with one palm and rubbing my clit with his other fingers, all seemingly at the same time, until I was crying out, not caring who heard. And as I got lost in pleasure and fell deep into the orgasm he so easily dug out of me, I knew one thing.
I never wanted this to end with Ash.
With one final groan, he buried the full length of his cock inside of me and came. I swore I could feel his cum pumping into my body, and it made me hotter and turned me on faster than anything before, and I came once more before my last orgasm even ended.
When his body relaxed and I knew his climax was waning, I felt his warm, humid breath coast along my nape.
“Fuck, sweetheart.” His groan of satisfaction pleased me so much.
He pulled out of me, and I immediately felt his cum slide out of my pussy. He gave one of my ass cheeks a hard squeeze before falling to the side, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me close to his chest.
I was high from the sex and everything about Ash.
“My pretty, perfect girl,” he growled, and he slid his hand down my belly and settled it between my thighs, cupping my pussy and keeping the rest of his cum deep inside me. “This isn’t the end, Evie sweetheart. It’s only the beginning.”
And it really was.
12
EVIE
Months later
The morning light streamed through the curtains in our bedroom, golden and warm, painting the walls in soft hues. I stretched beneath the sheets, my body humming with a quiet kind of peace I had never known before.
For so long, I’d lived in a constant state of survival. Waking up had always come with a sense of dread and uncertainty.
But now, everything was different. I’d never been happier.
I turned my head, my gaze landing on Ash, who lay beside me. He was still asleep, his face relaxed in the early light, his scruff growing thicker and darker, since he hadn’t shaved in a few days. His breathing was deep and steady.
Ash had once seemed so intense, with the raw, unwavering way he held himself. But he now relaxed beside me, protecting me… loving me.
We were bonded.
Maybe this had always been where my path was meant to lead?
I lifted my hand, my fingers tracing along the inked lines of the tattoo on his forearm, the one I’d seen countless times before. I traced his eyebrow, and he slowly opened his eyes. He already seemed so alert, like he was this sentry who was always on guard, watching over me.
He smiled sleepily, reaching up to brush a thumb over my cheek in return. “You’re beautiful in the morning light… in any light, if I’m being honest.”
I smiled, feeling something warm grow even hotter inside of me. “I can say the same about you.”
Ash let out a low chuckle, his voice still rough from sleep. “I love when you stare at me.”
He pulled me in close, spooning with me, and we stayed like that for a moment, tangled in the quiet comfort of the morning. I thought about everything it had taken to get here.
Ash hadn’t just saved me. He gave me what I needed to find myself again.
Strength. Confidence. Trust.
And he had given me a future I never thought I deserved.
“Let me make my girl some breakfast.” He kissed the crown of my head and got out of bed, and I snuggled deeper under the covers and watched him pull on a pair of gray sweats and nothing else.