Chapter 24

ROSE

One week later…

Ashton had these dark tattoos that ran along his forearms. The ink was intricate but not so detailed it took attention away from how muscular his arms were. Ashton had just the right amount of bulk. Not so big I couldn’t put my hands on him. Still strong enough to overpower me when he needed to.

Right now, he let me take control. His muscular forearms in my grip, he had no choice but to let me pin his hands up over his head while I planted a kiss on him. I sighed into his mouth, enjoying the familiar taste of his tongue. That alone was enough to get me excited and I was definitely excited.

I grinded the wetness dripping out of me against his hard stomach. His rigid abs were enough to stimulate my clit to the verge of orgasm if I needed to. It was hard not to lose control right then and there, just riding him while I had my way with him. His thick cock was just a few inches away from me though.

I lowered my hips down, pushing my ass toward his length. A few more inches and his tip hit my folds. I gasped into his mouth again as I slowly let him move inside of me.

“I wanna ride you…”

“Ride me then…”

My hands moved up his muscular forearms and our fingers tangled together. He effortlessly pushed me up until I was squatting on top of him. My knees resting on his sides, I stayed in my position and enjoyed the feeling of his cock stretching me out.

The view wasn’t too bad. His whole body on display, I examined the ink that trailed along the cuts of his muscles. He was perfectly sculpted, to those washboard abs to those shoulders I put my hands on all the time when we danced.

His face might’ve been more appealing to me than anything. His beard was thick but groomed perfectly. Dark blond hair slicked back over his head. No expression on his face except an unblinking, focused stare.

His jaw clenched as I shifted my hips. I couldn’t help but sigh from how much he filled me up.

“Yeah… I wanna ride you.”

I gripped his hands tight as I started rotating my hips. Up and down, I bounced myself on his hilt gently, letting his length rub against my wet walls. And I was soaking to the point that I could hear it. There was nothing quite like the sound of wet flesh slapping together. I liked it more than I thought I did, bouncing up and down on him with growing fervor.

My eyelids flickered but I forced them open so I could look down at him. I wanted to see the man I was riding. I wanted to see who was filling me up. I wanted to see why I felt so good.

“Ashton…”

My jaw dropped as the pleasure began to burn in my stomach. I rotated my hips at the right pace. His cock hit just the right spot inside of me. My clit swelled and rubbed against his hilt. I moved at the perfect rhythm to stimulate every inch of my body.

My hair started to fall over my face, covering the sweat dripping from my brow. My back arched and made my bouncing breasts heave forward. Every muscle in my body tightened up from my curling toes to my gritted teeth.

“Mmm…”

I tried to yell his name but all that came out was a stifled groan. I couldn’t take it. I shut my eyes tight and pushed myself toward my inevitable end. My orgasm was in sight and nothing could stop me from getting to it.

I bounced on top of him relentlessly until finding my climax. I came hard on top of him, convulsing in an unsteady, unflattering rhythm. The wonderful pulses of my orgasm surged through me over and over. I got back up only just to get knocked back down again.

“Rose…”

His hands squeezed around mine. My whole body was already throbbing but his cock stretched me out even more as he came. Thick spurts of his seed spraying against my walls were just as wonderful as my own orgasm. I tightened around him, enjoying the sensations of his cock pulsing inside of me. Ashton was the only man who satisfied me in such a way that I wanted every drop of him inside of me.

I stayed on top of him for as long as I could. The pleasure of my climax tingled in my body and over my skin. I collapsed, resting my head on the pillow next to him. I was completely drained with only enough strength to breath. He eventually rolled me over onto my back, kissing me deeply to seal our moment together. But he was still here with me and he wasn’t going anywhere. Neither was I.

He looked down at me, kindness in those deep blue eyes of his despite his intensity. “How are you?”

It’d been a week since everything ended. Things were normal now. It felt strange to think that things would ever be normal again. “I’m fine,” I sighed. “Just… fine.”

“You miss him?”

“I’ll always miss Joey. He’s been a part of my life for my entire life.”

“Just because he’s not here doesn’t mean he’s not here.” He ran a hand over my chest, right where my heart was. “I never had any siblings. I won’t pretend I know what you’re going through.”

“You don’t have any siblings but you have a brother. Grant’s been there with you since the beginning, hasn’t he?”

“Yeah… Yeah, he has. I guess I’d be pretty bummed out if I had to say goodbye to him.”

“Joey and I might’ve grown up together but it’s just like he said. He was never meant to live in Ivory. A small town like this… It could never keep him in place.”

“And what about you? Ivory enough to keep you happy?”

I wrapped my arms around his neck and brought him in close for a kiss before looking into his eyes. “I have everything I need to keep me happy right here.”