Maybe Swearing Will Help (SWAT Generation 2.0 3)

The tiny bite of pain was nothing as I slowly rocked my hips, coating myself in her wetness.

I loved this. Loved her. Loved everything about how my life had ended up over the last few months.

Admitting that I was in love with Ashe had opened some sort of door for me that had led me into this world where Ashe was the most important thing to me now.

“Ashe,” I breathed. “Spread your legs wider.”

She didn’t spread her legs wider. She put one leg over my hip and rolled, taking me to my back with the surprise of the move.

And when I found my hands full of her breasts in reaction, she snickered and then started to move down my body.

I growled when she paused at my right hip to bite me lightly, causing me to curse.

“Damn, Ashe,” I said. “What has gotten into you…”

I trailed off when she fisted my cock, making my entire body jolt.

“Jesus Christ, woman,” I growled, feeling her clench onto my cock with her fist. Exactly the way that I liked. “Move your goddamn hand already.”

She laughed and did just that while simultaneously moving down the length of my body.

Her hair dragged along the skin of my belly, haloing her head and face as she jacked my cock off.

When her mouth touched the tip, I closed my eyes and prayed to last long enough that I could make her feel better, too. Only, I didn’t take into account the way that she made me feel.

She jacked my cock off against her tongue, brushing the head of my cock just enough with the heated pad to make me fucking crazy.

I felt my balls draw up, and just as they did, she sucked my cock right into her mouth like she knew exactly what she was doing to my body.

And maybe she did.

Maybe she knew that I was about to come.

But I still warned her anyway.

“I’m gonna come in your mouth if you don’t stop,” I told her.

She pulled back so that she was jacking me off against her tongue. “Do you want to?”

I closed my eyes and gave her the most honest answer I’d given anyone in my life.

“I want to come first in your mouth,” I told her. “Then I want you to pull back so that I come on your face and your tits.”

She flipped her hair back so that she could see my eyes.

“That’s very specific,” she accused.

I clenched my hands into the bedspread beneath me.

“Maybe,” I said. “But I’ve been wanting to do it since I was a teenager.”

She sucked my cock back into her mouth again and watched me, challenging me to do what I wanted.

The first spurt of my cum hit the back of her throat.

She pulled back just in time for the second spurt to decorate her lips. The third to hit her neck. And the fourth to hit her chest.

If I could’ve taken a picture and lived with myself afterward, I would have.

“Jesus Christ,” I hissed, eyes nearly crossing in pleasure. “I have no idea how I just kept my eyes open.”

She licked the tip, then sat back so that I could admire her.

Before she could so much as reposition herself, I had her right back on her back and I was sliding my still irrevocably hard cock right back inside of her.

She felt like liquid heat.

I watched her face as I fucked her, taking in my cum decorating her body, and making me want to do it all over again.

She must’ve sensed it, too.

Because she grinned, then darted her tongue out to lick my essence free of her lips.

I pulled her leg up and hooked it onto my forearm before fucking her harder.

Her eyes went half-mast at the new position.

“Feel good?” I asked.

She nodded, unable to draw words anymore.

I used my free hand to reach up and smear my cum onto her nipples, tweaking them as I tried to force back my orgasm.

“That’s it,” I growled, feeling her pussy start to tighten.

Her breath hitched, and soon her head fell backward as her orgasm overtook her.

“So.” I thrust hard into her. “Fucking.” One more hard thrust, then I was coming. “Beautiful.”Chapter 17

Life is so boring when you don’t have an online order to look forward to.

-Ashe to Ford

Ford

We were breathing heavy when a look suddenly entered Ashe’s eyes. “We need to go look.”

“It’s at my house,” I said, feeling my heart start to pound in my chest.

“I went and got it using my spare key while you were showering.” She swallowed hard. “It’s on the bathroom counter.”

I froze, my cock still hard inside of her, and my release now leaking out around my cock. How had I missed that?

“Well, if you’re not…” I paused. “You might be now.”

She slapped me on the shoulder.

But I knew what the answer would be before I even picked her up and took her to the bathroom with me.