Series: Peach State Stepbros Series by Riley Hart
Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 78418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 392(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 392(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
“Good. You have me under yours too.” Ash hooks his fingers in my joggers and tugs them down, along with my underwear. My dick springs free, the head red, a pearl of precum already at the tip. Ash laps at it with his tongue. “I can’t wait until I fuck a load out of you and I get to eat the whole thing.”
“I thought I was the cum-hungry one.” And I am, like I’m fucking addicted to it. Will swallow up what’s in Ash’s balls every day for the rest of my life.
“You are. You’re my cum fiend, but you know I love the taste of you just as much. My favorite fucking meal.”
“That’s because you haven’t tasted my ass yet,” I tease.
“We should probably work on changing that.”
I kick out of the rest of my clothes, then grab Ash, flipping us so he’s lying on his back. I pull his pants down while he gets out of his shirt.
“Fuck, you’re so goddamned pretty,” I tell him, the sweet compliment tumbling out. “Your body is perfect. Your cock is so sexy.” I cup his balls. “And Christ, I want to keep my face buried right here in your sac, just licking you and breathing you in, showing you how much I worship you.” Because I do. I love everything about Ash and have for longer than I realized. Everything he makes me feel is too intense for words.
Ash’s cock flexes against his muscular belly. “You make me feel better than anyone ever has…than anyone ever could.”
I beam at him, pride surging through me. Healthy or not, that’s what I want to be for Ash. That’s what he is for me. “Good.” I grin. “Now are you going to eat my ass or what?”
Ash chuckles, the sound of it one of my favorite things. “Come here, Big Man. I want you to sit on my face.”
I mean, how can I argue with that?
I straddle his head, thighs pressed against his shoulders. Ash isn’t a small guy, but I like that I’m bigger than him. I like that I can carry him and he’s smaller beneath me, but also that he has me in his control. There’s a rush to that I don’t know how to explain.
“Fuck, look at this hole,” Ash says, spreading my cheeks. “It’s so fucking pretty. So tight. I can’t wait to fill it up with my cum.”
“Yes. That. God, I want it so much.”
“I’ll give it to you when I’m good and ready.”
I’m the one who’s supposed to play our cruel little game with him tonight, but I don’t have it in me. I just want Ash, for him to treat me with whatever pleasure he wants.
He grabs my waist and pulls me closer so his face is buried right in my ass. He lashes at my rim with his tongue, the pleasure reverberating through me.
“Oh fuck.” My eyes roll back as he keeps going, making a damn meal out of me. My whole body is zinging, each flick and press of his tongue making the whirlwind of satisfaction grow more and more.
I push back against his face, riding his tongue like my life depends on it. If just having my ass eaten feels this good, I can’t imagine what it will be like when Ash finally fucks me.
“That’s it…you like it, don’t you? Like feeling my tongue in your ass.”
“Fuck yes,” I reply, then spit in my hand and stroke his cock. “You’re getting my hole ready for this. Ready to stretch me open and fill me with your spunk.”
“Bend forward and get me ready. Get me all slick and even harder for your ass,” he demands before burying his face in my ass again. I’m too hungry for his cock not to bend forward and suck his dick between my lips. The taste of his precum bursts on my tongue, making me shake with even more need. I love the salty taste of Ash, the unique flavor of every part of him, but especially what comes from his balls.
I push back against his face, his tongue stiff as he pushes it inside me, but I’m not losing focus on the task at hand—his cock. The weight of it on my tongue drives me wild, the feel of my lips stretched around him, even the way I gag when he hits the back of my throat.
When Ash pulls back from my ass, I growl. I look back to tell him to get to work again, but he’s sucking his finger into his mouth. The look on my face must say it all because he asks, “Is my boyfriend ready to feel my finger in his ass?”
“Yes. Fuck yes. Please put it inside me.”
His pupils flare, and then he’s tracing my rim and working the tip of his finger inside.