FOUR
Ash
With Tinsley's lips firmly attached to mine, I carried her up the steps and into my house, just a few minutes from the bar we’d met at downtown. Everything about her stole my senses. I couldn't fucking see straight when she was around, and she’d already had my head all fucked up the last three years, living without her.
I’d thought about this moment the entire flight home.
But I’d never dreamed it would go like this.
In my wildest fantasies, sure, but I’d never thought Tinsley and I would actually click in real life.
That shit was way too good to hope for.
But here we were, clicking like we were meant to be, and that thought scared the fuck out of me and relieved me at the same time. I couldn't explain it, but I knew it felt good. Looking at Tinsley, the way her dark eyes burned back at me with that hint of amber fire. Every day without this woman was wasting time as far as I was concerned.
“Welcome home, Freckles,” I breathed against her neck as we entered my place. I slowly dragged her down my body, letting her feel every hard inch of me before placing her on her feet.
She hardly glanced around before her eyes were on mine again. “Where am I sleeping?”
I narrowed my eyes on her, unsure how she’d take this next part. “My bed.”
She arched an eyebrow.
“Told you that before I brought you here.”
“I know,” she answered swiftly. “I just wasn’t sure if you meant it.”
A rumble pulled past my lips. “Mean every word I say to you, Freckles. I don’t bullshit. I stand by my word.” I licked the sweet spot under her ear. “And in my bed is where you belong.” I took the thick swell of her ass cheeks in my hands, bending down to push the jeans the rest of the way down her thighs. “First rule, no panties allowed.” Her eyes darkened above me, fingers twisting in my hair.
“There are rules now?”
I grinned up at her, the soft swell of her juicy pussy just at my eye line. “They’re so I can do things like this.”
I attached my lips to her slippery cunt, licking up the seam and tonguing the soft little bud of pleasure at the top. “This pussy tastes sweeter than honey.”
She moaned, hips arching against my face. I tongued the slit, soaking her lips and my face with her arousal and my spit.
“Who owns this pussy, Tinsley?”
Her fingers pulled at the strands of my hair, pulses of pleasurable pain shooting through my balls and making my dick harder than it already was.
Hell, you’d never know I’d just come ten minutes ago in the parking lot.
“Who owns every inch of this body, Tinsley? Tell me.” I pushed two fingers past her entrance, fucking the slick skin and sucking at the hard nub of her clit.
“You do, Ash. You own my pussy. Oh God, you own me.” She moaned.
“Good girl,” I husked, pushing off my knees and pulling her into my arms. With her clinging to me like a monkey, we crashed through the kitchen doors—the closest room to us—and I gently dropped her onto the kitchen island.
In one sweep, her shirt was off, her heavy tits straining behind the fabric of that flimsy lace bra. I ripped the straps of her bra down her arms and breathed a sigh when her gorgeous tits fell out. My mouth watered, and my cock ached. “Ripe as fucking peaches.”
I hummed in appreciation as I plucked at the pert nipple of one of her tits. She whimpered softly, eyes rolling back in her head. “Mmm, you like that?”
I pinched her nipple again, a little harder this time. My cock throbbed angrily when her teeth gnawed on the flesh of her bottom lip, and a groan fell out. “So soft and heavy.” I palmed one tit in my hand, then pushed them both together, cradling them in my palms. “So needy for my tongue.”
Tinsley breathed a chorus of yeses before my lips locked around the dark nipple and I sucked. In slow, hard draws, I pulled at the little nub, loving the way her pussy ached and wept against my jeans, her soft pleas for more.
I worked my way between her two ripe tits, nursing them deeply and determined to take every ounce of her I could coax out with my lips. The round little buds grew pink and puffy with my attention, her soft whispers for more urging me on as I nipped and sucked, sucked and nipped.
My cock leaked pre-come, and I had to push my jeans down to release my dick into the night air. I left the denim hanging around my thighs as I steadied myself, dragging my dick through her soaked folds.
“Can you take more of me, Peaches?” I nestled my dick against her folds, pushing a hand up her soft skin until I was pressing at her heavy tit.
“I want all of you.” She breathed the words, our fingers tangling together. I angled her arm above her head, sucking her nipple between my lips as I held her eyes. Lightning arced between us as the world fell away and the only thing that existed was her and me.
She sucked in a sharp breath when I pressed my cock against her entrance, my body raging at me to push forward, claim what was mine and own this sweet cunt now and forever. I wanted to fill her untouched womb with my seed and plant my kids in this woman. I’d wake her with my kisses every morning and put her to sleep at night with her fill of orgasms. I would live to serve her, live to make her last name mine, live to love her.
“Everything I have is yours, Tinsley Abernathy, and nothing will come between us.” I hummed at her lips, dragging my teeth along her full bottom one and making it puffier than it already was. I loved seeing the evidence of my affection all over her skin. Red marks where my hands had claimed her, tiny bites where my teeth had tasted her. “I haven’t been with a woman for as long as I can remember, and never for a second since we’ve been writing.” I pushed a little harder at her virgin entrance, her muscles taut as her untouched body resisted my intrusion. “There hasn’t been anyone on my mind but you since as far back as I can recall.”
My lips whispered across hers, licking at the soft dip of the bow of her mouth before I slid both of my palms along her cheeks and kissed her. Really kissed her. Showed her how much I fucking cared with my actions, never my words. I was shit at words, but with her, I hoped that didn’t matter.
This was what mattered.
My devotion to her.
Her body relaxed as I continued the slow flex into her. Her fingertips searched my skin, discarding my shirt to the floor before I pulled her against me, chest-to-chest. “This is gonna hurt, Peaches, but I'll do my best to make it good for you.”
Her soft hum at my ear sent electric shocks down my spine. “You’ve already made everything incredible, Ash.”
I thrust my tongue past her lips in the next instant as I gently fucked past the soft barrier. The one that made her mine.
She arched quietly, clamping down on her lip, but I licked away the pain, pausing to let her adjust to my girth before I edged deeper in. Her muscles shook and quaked, her fingertips digging into my back, but all I did was kiss her. I couldn’t stop. Refused to. This was the only thing keeping me tethered to earth. Her lips, our bodies, this feeling.
“More, Ash, please,” she whispered, her hips working against mine as she sought more friction.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” I gritted out from between my teeth, my control thinly held.
“You never could,” she murmured, fingers whispering at my temples.
Jesus, I think I loved her then.
The rope reining me in snapped, my uncontrollable desire for her unleashing as I thrust deeper, quicker, finally bottoming out at the end of her. Her body writhed, her moans echoing in my ears, and my cock leaked deep inside her before I lost my mind and thrust like I was starved.
“So wet, Peaches. This cunt is leaking for me. Such a sweet, greedy pussy.” I fucked her long and deep, stroke for stroke, abrading raw nerves that then sent me tumbling closer and closer to the abyss.
“Ash, you're… This is… Amazing…” The last word came out in a breathy sigh.
I yanked out of her body then, pushing her back on the kitchen island and following her up, my knees on either side of her thighs as I stroked my cock. Come leaked out of the tip, splashing on the soft, creamy skin of her stomach.
“Rub it in,” I instructed, the bite in my words only one indicator of the control I wanted to inflict over her.
Her eyes peered up at me, round and lost, before she surprised the fuck out of me and grasped my cock in her small hand. It twitched violently, liquid seeping from the tip before she pushed the evidence of my arousal around her belly, across her navel. Even taking one hand and rubbing it across the thick swell of her tits.
“Now you own me, Ash.”
Her words about made me come that instant.
I pushed forward, clutching at her hips as I held her steady and pushed back into her. She propped herself up on the cool granite, my cock filling her womb as my orgasm hovered at the edge.
“I fucking lose my mind with you,” I bit out, fire burning in my balls as I stroked.
Her body shook, tits heaving and jiggling as I fucked her like I owned her. Because I did. I owned every sweet inch.
“You're mine, Peaches, all fucking mine.” I pushed a hand between us and smacked the hot bud of her clit. The slick sound her flesh made as it connected with mine sent my orgasm barreling out of me. Her own release shook her body, shrieks ripping past her lips as she came. I smacked her clit again, enjoying the way she sounded when another wave of pleasure took her body.
“Ash, Ash… Oh my freaking God, Ash.” My cock burst with a fresh wave of release, my seed coating her cunt, and I hoped, planting my seed. Tinsley said she was mine, but I needed to see it. I wanted to watch her grow round with my baby, smile at my cheesy jokes, and moan when I kissed her every damn day.
I caged her in my arms, locking her wrists above her head and kissing my way up the center of her stomach, along the soft curves that covered her ribs, up the swell of her gorgeous tits, before hovering at the hollow of her neck. We lay that way for a few minutes, both recovering from our life-altering joining. Suddenly, I heard her stomach rumble as her sweet face turned all kinds of red. She looked up at me with a smile.
“You hungry?”
“Mmm…” She wiggled beneath me, my cock still hard and nestled deep inside her. Where it belonged. “Whaddya got?”
A cocky grin parted my lips. “I could eat you again.” I nudged my cock inside her. “But I think you need sustenance. I can make you something, or we can get delivery.”
I edged out of her body, the slow drag of my cock against the swollen walls of her cunt like kryptonite.
“I don’t think I could eat right now if I tried.”
I groaned against her tit, my tongue lapping at the puckered tip. “Well, then I know what the next stop is.”
“Oh yeah?” Her fingers pushed through my hair playfully. “What’s that?”
“The bed.”