Then he grabbed his cock and positioned himself at her pussy, readying himself for her warmth.
A warmth that was his, and no one else’s.
Chapter 15
Kallie
Kallie felt as if she’d been hit by a truck. The force overwhelmed her and left her breathless. Ash’s commanding movements and the desperation of his tongue. It was like nothing she’d ever experienced before. Not even with him on the island. His hands clawed at her clothes. Ripped at the stitches of the fabric. It was as if he couldn't get close enough to her fast enough. Couldn't have her in his palms quick enough.
And with his cock pulsating at her entrance, Kallie found herself wanting more.
Ash shoved his cock into her body and set a relentless pace. His hips snapped against her, not giving her one ounce of a moment to adjust. To breathe. To catch herself. His lean chest pinned her into the wall and his hand fisted her hair again. Tugging her head to the side as his cock pressed against her walls. Her body gave into him. Her juices quickly slickened his skin. Her legs wrapped around him and pulled him closer, her heels pressing into the crook of his back.
“Holy shit,” she said breathlessly. “Ash.”
His hand commanded her head and her gaze up to his. Kallie locked her eyes, washing herself away in the darkened hazel stare of the man fucking her senseless. Her body was his, and she wasn’t in control. She hadn’t been since she pulled up to the curb, and the more he controlled her, the more she loved it. Her hands raked at his shoulders as he collided their lips again. His hips slammed against hers as she jumped up the wall. She felt her juices sliding from between her thighs, coating his cock and running down his balls that slapped wildly against her ass.
But before she could come—just as she hit that precipice—Ash slipped from between her legs.
“No. No. No. Come back,” she said with a whisper.
Kallie felt herself being peeled from the wall, suspended in midair. Ash moved them around the room, his growls filling the caverns of her ears. She felt herself being planted onto her feet before Ash’s hands fell to her hips, turning her around in his grasp. His hand fisted her hair again, this time bending her over the back of the couch. His knee knocked her legs farther apart, and she could feel the cool air of his penthouse making her pussy twitch.
“So tight for me. And so eager for my cock,” Ash said.
His words burned as he slid into her, causing her to arch into his body.
Her hands gripped the back of the couch and she rocked into him. His hips pounded against hers, and she felt her ass jiggling for him. His balls smacked her clit and it left her speechless. She wanted to cry out. Wanted to chant his name. Wanted to tell him how much she loved this. Adored this. Wanted more of this with him.
But each smack of his balls jolted her legs and dimmed her vision. Each slap of his hips against her ass robbed her of her breath. Each crack of his hand against her ass cheeks made her jump. Made her pussy sopping wet. The sounds they created—that thick wetness that stroked along his skin—buried her. Dragged her under. Swept her away in his current as he marked her.
Branded her.
Sank himself deeper into her.
He was an animal. Grunting and growling as his hand tightened in her hair. He pulled her head back, arching her back so much she thought it would break. She cried out for mercy. Begged for her orgasm. Allowed filthy, lustful obscenities to drop from her lips. Her walls swelled. Her juices dribbled down the insides of her thighs. She bucked wildly into Ash and felt his cock growing thicker. Stronger. Steadier with each stroke.
“So beautiful,” Ash said. “So wonderful.”
Tears rose to Kallie’s eyes at his words as her nails dug into the couch. She felt beautiful. She felt wonderful. She felt wanted against Ash’s body. Her legs began to grow weak as her clit swelled with the assault. His hips snapped harder and her pussy swelled bigger. Pain and pleasure blurred the lines as electricity cascaded throughout her limbs. Fire rushed up the backs of her legs, tingling every atom of her body and setting her hair on edge.
It was all too much. The slapping. The dripping. The jostling and the tightening. Kallie’s pussy fluttered around his cock, and her jaw unhinged in silent pleasure as she fell over the edge. She tugged him deeper. Allowed his cock to stroke parts of her no man had ever touched. Her legs gave out from underneath her, and Ash quickly wrapped his arm around her. Held her in his grasp as his hand untangled from her hair.