Chapter 15

Ash

We are here, together, and now...

As we rush to the blankets blown to their seemingly rightful place in the meadow, it only solidifies my deep desire to be part of the scenery around me—to be part of the very earth I walk on with Drew.

No clothes. No makeup. No overly high heels.

Just me, him, the stars above us, and the waves crashing onto the beach.

He is lying on the blanket now, watching me intently as his gorgeous cock stands tall and at attention, almost beckoning me to come to it.

Or come on it, I think, laughing softly.

Drew beckons me with one finger.

“Come to me, Ash,” he says, his voice dropping at least twenty octaves.

The smell of lilacs is in the air, and I’m looking around to see where they’re coming from exactly while sliding my body onto his, positioning my pussy perfectly and easily atop his cock.

Oh, he’s ready now, I think as Drew stiffens even more inside me. I am, too.

He sits up to face me and begins teasing my nipples with the tip of his tongue—first, he draws a circle around it, closing in on my nipple with a swirling motion, and then, when he finally reaches it, begins sucking on it violently until I moan with both pain and pleasure.

I stop him briefly and ask him what I’ve been dying to know since our time in the barn.

“Do you like causing me a little pain, Drew?”

He looks at me with the most confused look I’ve seen on a man’s face in a fortnight, and he finally answers.

“No? Why would I get off on something like that?”

I sigh, confused myself.

“I don’t know,” I say. “It just seems like you like seeing me in pain, even when you’re supposed to be giving me pleasure.”

He laughs slightly. “Never,” he says. “I don’t ever want to see you hurt. Pleasure and pain are two sides of the same coin, though. And have you noticed that it only takes but a few minutes for the pain to turn into pleasure?”

I smile. “I may have noticed.”

He doesn’t give me a chance to finish my train of thought before he’s tossing me onto the blanket. He takes his cock out—which I regret for only a moment—before spreading my legs wide, using his left hand to spread my pussy lips open.

I throw my head back and close my eyes, ready to experience full ecstasy.

And he doesn’t disappoint: he places his tongue on the right side of my clit, then begins moving his tongue in a clockwise direction, taking care to hit each part of my pussy until I feel so full with orgasm that I can’t take another minute more.

On instinct, my legs lock around his neck and my hands run through his hair, and it’s when I do this that he switches his technique, moving his tongue from side to side, between each pussy lip’s end, until finally I come in his mouth once, twice, and three times.

He looks up at me, his mouth still firmly between my legs, and gives me a wink as he takes the time to lick my pussy clean of all the juices.

Seeing him use his tongue to clean me only causes more to come out for him to deal with, and it’s only when I finally throw my head all the way back and close my eyes that I’m finally able to stop coming in his mouth.

When he finally pulls away, he tilts my head up and gives me a look.

One that screams ‘Time to put that mouth of yours to good work.’

Now it’s his turn to lie on his back, and I slide my lips over his rigid cock, letting out a yelp of surprise as he turns me round so he can work my clit as I increase the speed at which I suck on him.

I love the feel of his cock in my mouth—the way it fills me, emulating the yearning I feel for that same fullness down below. I take my time, taking in more and more of him as I feel my hips thrusting against his fingers.

I cry out in shock when he slides them into me; I hear him vaguely laugh at my reaction as my mouth works all the harder on his dick.

And just when it seems as if Drew may be close to coming himself, he flings me off him.

And it’s then that he decides to finally fuck me.

But even then, he still wishes to tease me. He starts by sliding just a small part of his cock inside me, jiggling it around for a little bit then pulling out when my breathing starts to hitch.

He does this again and again and again, slowly increasing the length of him entering me.

Each time he pulls out, he watches the look of anticipation on my face, hoping that this time, this time, he’ll oblige my wishes and slam the full force of his cock into me.

Just when I’m about to literally beg him for it, Drew does what I’ve been yearning for.

With a predatory glint in his eye and a preparatory intake of breath, he thrusts the full twelve inches of his dick into me, and I let out a scream, unbidden.

The feel of it inside me and against the hypersensitive flesh of my clit is too much. I feel another orgasm roll over me as Drew pounds into me, again and again.

“You want me to come inside you, Ash?” Drew whispers into my ear as his breathing gets shallower and more frantic.

As if he had to ask.

I kiss him fiercely.

“I’ll go insane if you don’t. Please, please come inside me, Drew,” I beg, still in the throes of my own ecstatic orgasm.

“Oh god, Ash!” Drew lets out as I feel him reach the edge and topple straight over it. “Yes, Ash, yes. I love you, I love you, I love you.”

For a moment it seems as though he hadn’t intended to say that out loud, but I smile up at him as he fills my insides up with hot fluids.

“I love you, too.”

I’ve never loved anyone the way I do Drew. I’m beyond happy that he was the one who took my virginity and not—

No. I won’t spoil the moment by thinking of Fergus.

I look up at Drew, his eyes heavy-lidded with exhaustion and satisfaction as he collapses beside me.

I can’t wait to do this again.