Chapter Twenty
Rico promised he wouldn’t try anything on with her, and he stuck to his word. When they got into bed together, all they did was cuddle. He didn’t even try to kiss her on the lips, just a simple, gentle kiss on the forehead, then he wrapped his strong arms around her and held her close as they fell asleep.
The problem was, she didn’t fall asleep.
Within ten minutes, Rico’s breathing had deepened and he was occasionally letting out soft little snores –which were very cute– but Ashleigh’s mind was spinning and she couldn’t stop thinking about the audition.
She detached herself from Rico’s arms carefully and stood up, going to the bathroom and then getting another small drink of water before returning to bed.
By that time, he had rolled over in his sleep and was facing the other way.
She sighed and closed her eyes, trying to drift off herself, but she ended up tossing and turning, and then accidentally banging her leg into Rico’s in the small bed and waking him up.
He groaned and turned over to face her again, opening up his eyes.
She saw them flicker and sparkle in the darkness.
“Sorry,” she bit her lip.
“It’s okay,” he smiled, reaching out one hand and placing it on her waist. He didn’t seem the least bit annoyed that she had woken him. His expression was so soft and caring as he gazed into her eyes. “Can’t you sleep?”
“No,” she admitted.
“Still tense, huh?”
“Yeah.”
“Do you…do you think I might be able to help you?” he asked, unsure.
“I don’t know.”
“Will you let me try and help you?”
He sat up in bed a bit and she nodded. Anything that could help her relax and get to sleep would be welcome right now, but she didn’t know what he had in mind.
“Okay, uh…roll over onto your front.”
She did as she was told, her face in the pillow and turned to the left, getting herself comfortable as Rico got up on his knees next to her.
He blew into his hands, rubbed them together to warm them up, then leaned down over her, lifted up her pyjama top, and began to massage her shoulders with his strong thumbs.
She immediately let out a soft little moan and closed her eyes, beginning to relax.
His palms flattened out and moved down her shoulders, thumbs kneading into the center of her back and along her spine as he worked his way back and forth.
No one had ever given her a massage before, and not only was it very relaxing, but also incredibly sensual.
After only a few moments, she began to feel quite turned on, and her little noises grew louder, sounding more like the kind of noises she might make during sex.
Rico must have picked up on this, because he leaned down closer and began kissing her neck and shoulders at the same time, his touch still delicate and loving, his lips and tongue leaving little damp marks all over her shivering skin.
“Turn over,” he murmured, but it wasn’t a demand, more like a request.
One she was only too ready to abide by.
She rolled onto her back and began to undo the buttons on her pyjama top, slipping it back off her shoulders and revealing her naked breasts underneath.
He ducked his head and started kissing at them, gently sucking her nipples in between his lips and playing with them, not rushing her in any way.
She wasn’t sure where he was going to take this, and whether they would be having sex, but he was making this all about her, and every single movement was designed to bring her pleasure.
Eventually, he danced one hand to between her legs and slipped it under her pyjama pants.
But he didn’t push his fingers inside her as other guys had done in the past. He focused entirely on her clit, only going further south occasionally to wipe up some of the juices that were leaking from her, using them as lubrication for his fingers and thumb as they rubbed back and forth over her little lump.
She moaned and bucked into his hand repeatedly, then leaned up and crashed her lips to his, the two of them sharing an eager kiss as he sped up the pace, back and forth, over and over again on her pleasure zone, until at last she came hard, almost screaming into his mouth as more juices spurted from her and he held her close to his body, slowing down his fingers so she could ride it out.
He removed his hand from her pants and then carried on kissing her, all over her body, along her breasts and sides.
Not once did he touch himself, or allow her to do it either. The few times she tried to reach for him, he just intertwined their fingers together and held her hands gently, murmuring how gorgeous and perfect she was as he continued to worship her body.
When she’d calmed from her first climax sufficiently, he eased down her pyjama pants and kissed his way down there, burying his face into her warmth and eating her out, flicking his tongue back and forth over her hungrily, his mouth open to receive whatever she gave him, lapping her up until she came again.
And when she’d finally had her fill, he kissed his way back to the top of her body once more and settled beside her, pulling her into his arms and kissing at her neck, and finally to her lips.
She tried to reach one hand down for his cock, feeling it hard against her.
He shook his head gently and removed it, shushing her and kissing the top of her head. “Sleep now, my angel. You should be able to.”
And she could. Within a few moments, she had dropped off to sleep, her body feeling exhausted but on a high from the many orgasms he had given her.