Tagged & Ashed(26)

Oh damn it. She feels even better than she did in the pool.

“Tag,” she moans out, making me surge in harder before pulling back just a little.

“Say it again,” I murmur before pumping in harder again.

“Tag,” she says while gasping in ecstasy.

I could tell during our little game earlier that she’s never had an orgasm during sex, but that’s about to change. I don’t care how long I have to fuck her, she’s going to scream for all the right reasons.



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Ashiara



He's on a mission, and I pray he succeeds. The things he’s making my body do are surreal as he thrashes into me with such incredibly perfect force. The angle he’s using is making my insides tighten with each pulsing thrust. I’ve never felt like this during sex, and I don’t know if I can ever have sex again unless it feels just like this.

My name is a grunt as he slams into me harder, his body elevating a little as his thumb finds my most sensitive spot.

Oh damn.

My head falls back, and his thumb releases its hold as he uses both hands to support his weight.

I want to feel him even more, so I tilt my hips. I cry out as he finds an angle I didn’t expect, and then I feel my tears as my body convulses under him. Wild colors dot the backs of my eyelids, and I start worrying I'm about to blackout when my whole body becomes languid.

He gasps as he pushes himself inside me at the deepest point, and then he holds himself there as his eyes roll back in his head. A sexy, low groan exudes from his throat, and then he falls to be beside me before pulling me into his arms.

He grins before wiping away my bizarre tears, and then he kisses me softly on the lips.

“First time?” he teases, and I roll my eyes as my leg wraps around his waist.

“Not the last time, I hope,” I murmur as my lips stroll over his strong jaw line.

“Definitely not the last time. I hope you ate something to sustain you. It’s going to be a long, long night.”

I smile as his lips press harder against mine, and then I feel his awakened erection as he slips off the condom and drops it in the trashcan beside the bed. He pulls out another, and I hold back a giggle when he rips it open with his teeth.

“Cheers to long nights,” he murmurs seductively while guiding his covered cock into my opening, and my mouth pops open as he tugs on my bottom lip with his teeth.

I love long nights.





Chapter Five



Running Drama



Tag



Two nights in a row this beautiful girl has slept in my bed, and two mornings in a row I’ve woken up happy she did. This is irking me more and more.

She looks so peaceful curled up on my chest, her lazy smile barely etched up as she dreams something good. I’m feeling all the more foolish because I’m hoping it’s me she’s dreaming about.

“What time is it?” she yawns out as she stretches and wraps her arm around me a little better.

Involuntarily, I smile and pull her closer to me as I kiss the top of her head.

“It’s just after eight. The wedding isn’t until sunset, and we can hide out in here for as long as you want.”

I can’t believe I just essentially asked her to spend the day with me after spending the night with me.

She smiles, and then her perfect lips press lightly against mine as she rises up and straddles me with her bare, glorious body. I sure as hell can’t think straight now. Hell, I’m ready to take her home with me as soon as the wedding ends.

Damn those tits.

“Well, I’d love to stay, but I’ve got a car coming at noon to pick me up. So, I need to go pack my stuff.”

I tilt my head in confusion as I bring her down to meet my lips again. “You can’t leave. I need a date to the wedding, and you’re perfect for that.”

She smiles against my lips, and then she shakes her head.

“How about dinner or something tomorrow instead?” she asks curiously, though there’s not a lot of hope in her tone.

This is that crossroads where I have to make a decision. So many times I’ve delivered a speech with perfect execution, but it’s too hard to do to her.

“How about you stay, and then we’ll discuss dinner when tomorrow comes?”

She smiles, but it doesn’t reach her eyes.

“You’re right. Let’s just enjoy today,” she says a little distantly, confusing me a bit.

“You worried about Bity?” I ask as I run my fingers through her hair, feeling relaxed curls trying to turn straight.

She's still sexy first thing in the morning.

“He’s just pissed right now. He says stupid shit when he’s pissed. I’m sure on some level he felt like I betrayed him.”

I scoff, “He’s the last person who has the right to chastise someone over betrayal.”