it.”
He lowered his voice and looked into my eyes. “Let me help.”
I put down my glass, and he put his hand in my hair. I took a deep breath, inhaling him, wanting to drink him in. I needed to feel his hands all over my body. I was craving the forgetfulness that was inherent in his touch. I had felt dirty about that club, knowing that I was working there, and I needed some kind of baptism. Some kind of cleansing.
“CJ,” he said softly. “I love you. I’ll never let anything happen to you. As long as I’m alive, you’ll always be protected, I promise you this.” Then, as if to emphasize that point, his soft lips enveloped mine. I drank them in like a fine wine.
His fingers lightly traveled from my wrist to the crook of my arm, leaving heat and tingles in their wake. From there, his gentle hands made their way to my collarbone, stroking and caressing my skin. I laid back against the soft leather of the couch, and he laid down on top of me. His hard-on was poking through his pants, his desire for me extremely evident. I tugged on the waist-line of his pants, my fingers eagerly finding his belt buckle and button and I deftly unhooked both.
His hands were underneath my blouse, making their way to my bra, which he unhooked with a single finger. I moaned as he lifted my blouse over my head, and lightly tongued my nipples. One and then the other, and I felt them tingling and harden in his mouth.
“Don’t stop, please, Asher, don’t stop.”
“I won’t,” he said. “Not until you’re screaming, and not even then. I want to fuck you until you can’t be fucked anymore.” At that, he lifted my legs off the couch, and tugged on my skirt and panties, then threw them in a wad on the floor. His mouth, so soft, supple and sensuous, was enveloping my pussy, and, after a few minutes of his licking, sucking and caressing that sensitive area, I felt my first orgasm.
I started to moan and scream out, not able to keep in the absolute pleasure that I was feeling with him between my legs. His tongue was gently darting in and out of my nether-regions, and the heat that was I was feeling was unbelievable. He inserted a single finger inside of me, and swirled it around while his other hand was caressing my ass.
All my problems were forgotten as his tongue gently and languidly tickled and teased my clit. He was amazing at this, as he was able to get me exactly the way that I wanted him to. He was able to give me what I needed to feel whole.
He picked me up and carried me to his bedroom, and laid me down on the bed. Then he laid down on top of me again, his mouth enveloping mine eagerly. His tongue was inside my mouth, and it was intertwining with my own. He tasted so delicious, so fantastic, and my senses were bursting and on extreme overload.
He then entered me, his hard cock piercing my insides. I screamed out once more, urging him to go faster and harder. “Give it to me, Asher, please,” I said. “Oh my God, that feels…fuck!” I wrapped my legs around him tighter as he picked up speed, and then slowed down, and picked up speed again.
“Oh, God, CJ, you’re so fucking wet,” he said as he slipped in and out. Then he flipped me on my side, and I felt his enormous cock enter me from behind. He kissed me passionately as I felt his manhood press in and out of me time and again. “I love fucking you,” he said. “I just can’t get enough of it.”
I felt the same way about him, and was going to tell him this, but he was kissing me again, so I couldn’t talk. But I felt orgasm after orgasm float over me as he continued his rhythmic thrusting from behind. He wrapped his big, strong arm around my neck and then he kissed my back. I felt him shudder, and I knew that he had come inside of me.
He pulled out, and laid down next to me, gently kissing me on my lips and around my face. I pulled his hair, making sure that I kept him near me. I didn’t want him to separate from me, ever.
I sighed, feeling totally
He lowered his voice and looked into my eyes. “Let me help.”
I put down my glass, and he put his hand in my hair. I took a deep breath, inhaling him, wanting to drink him in. I needed to feel his hands all over my body. I was craving the forgetfulness that was inherent in his touch. I had felt dirty about that club, knowing that I was working there, and I needed some kind of baptism. Some kind of cleansing.
“CJ,” he said softly. “I love you. I’ll never let anything happen to you. As long as I’m alive, you’ll always be protected, I promise you this.” Then, as if to emphasize that point, his soft lips enveloped mine. I drank them in like a fine wine.
His fingers lightly traveled from my wrist to the crook of my arm, leaving heat and tingles in their wake. From there, his gentle hands made their way to my collarbone, stroking and caressing my skin. I laid back against the soft leather of the couch, and he laid down on top of me. His hard-on was poking through his pants, his desire for me extremely evident. I tugged on the waist-line of his pants, my fingers eagerly finding his belt buckle and button and I deftly unhooked both.
His hands were underneath my blouse, making their way to my bra, which he unhooked with a single finger. I moaned as he lifted my blouse over my head, and lightly tongued my nipples. One and then the other, and I felt them tingling and harden in his mouth.
“Don’t stop, please, Asher, don’t stop.”
“I won’t,” he said. “Not until you’re screaming, and not even then. I want to fuck you until you can’t be fucked anymore.” At that, he lifted my legs off the couch, and tugged on my skirt and panties, then threw them in a wad on the floor. His mouth, so soft, supple and sensuous, was enveloping my pussy, and, after a few minutes of his licking, sucking and caressing that sensitive area, I felt my first orgasm.
I started to moan and scream out, not able to keep in the absolute pleasure that I was feeling with him between my legs. His tongue was gently darting in and out of my nether-regions, and the heat that was I was feeling was unbelievable. He inserted a single finger inside of me, and swirled it around while his other hand was caressing my ass.
All my problems were forgotten as his tongue gently and languidly tickled and teased my clit. He was amazing at this, as he was able to get me exactly the way that I wanted him to. He was able to give me what I needed to feel whole.
He picked me up and carried me to his bedroom, and laid me down on the bed. Then he laid down on top of me again, his mouth enveloping mine eagerly. His tongue was inside my mouth, and it was intertwining with my own. He tasted so delicious, so fantastic, and my senses were bursting and on extreme overload.
He then entered me, his hard cock piercing my insides. I screamed out once more, urging him to go faster and harder. “Give it to me, Asher, please,” I said. “Oh my God, that feels…fuck!” I wrapped my legs around him tighter as he picked up speed, and then slowed down, and picked up speed again.
“Oh, God, CJ, you’re so fucking wet,” he said as he slipped in and out. Then he flipped me on my side, and I felt his enormous cock enter me from behind. He kissed me passionately as I felt his manhood press in and out of me time and again. “I love fucking you,” he said. “I just can’t get enough of it.”
I felt the same way about him, and was going to tell him this, but he was kissing me again, so I couldn’t talk. But I felt orgasm after orgasm float over me as he continued his rhythmic thrusting from behind. He wrapped his big, strong arm around my neck and then he kissed my back. I felt him shudder, and I knew that he had come inside of me.
He pulled out, and laid down next to me, gently kissing me on my lips and around my face. I pulled his hair, making sure that I kept him near me. I didn’t want him to separate from me, ever.
I sighed, feeling totally
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