Carnal House

Falling.Hard.-Ash

Ryker felt like heaven beneath my fingers, her mouth so sweet and warm, I pulled the most beautiful sounds from her as I gripped the back of her neck, pulling her up into my lap.

“Shirt on or off?” Her arms land on my shoulders, her breath catches as her core settles against my hard c**k.

“Off.” She breathed. I slip my hands beneath her borrowed shirt my fingers splaying over her bare skin before lifting it up over her head. Her perfect t**s press against my chest, her n*****s peaked and flushed.

“Where do you want my hands, kitten.” I asked around a kiss, my forehead pressed to hers, her breath coming in pants.

“Everywhere.” I thread my fingers up into her hair gripped tight to pull her face from mine. Her breath leaves her in a rush replaced with a moan of surprise.

“And my mouth?” She licked her lips.

“Everywhere, Ash.” My name on her lips goes straight to my c**k, I fall to the bed with her hands exploring every inch of her, trailed kisses down her neck to her sternum.

I grazed my teeth over her n****e, massaged it with my hand before taking it into my mouth, her supple skin breaking out in goosebumps. Her beck arched up off the bed, hips meeting mine in search of friction and relief, oh how I wished to draw this out all night.

I pulled away, Ryker giving me a whimper of protest. I untied the drawstring at her waist.

“Lift, kitten.” She doesn’t move, just gazes at me with a lust filled glare.

“I’m starting to think you don’t know my name.” She said, challenge in her eyes. My hand goes to her throat, gripped lightly as I get in her face.

“I said lift, Ryker.” I growled her name, pulling another breathy moan from her beautiful throat as she lifts her hips. “Good girl.”

I trail my fingers down her torso before sliding off her pants, dropping them on the floor beside the bed. Her curls glisten with her arousal and I can’t help but groan, wishing to be buried to the hilt inside her. She presses her thighs together.

“What’s wrong?” She whispered, her arms pulled up around her breasts.

“Your perfect.” I said as I ran my hands down her thighs and up her waist to her ribs. I crash my lips against hers, her body once again melting against mine, her thighs relaxing against my sides. Without breaking the kiss, I run my fingers through her seam spreading her slick juices against my fingers. She gasps against my mouth as I circle her c**t once, twice, only to slip them back down to probe at her entrance.

I slip a finger inside her curling my hand to press my palm against her c**t while my finger finds her sweet spot.

“Holy f**k, Ash.” She is loud and that only spurs me on, adding a second finger, her nails bite into my arm as she squirms beneath me.

“I want to taste you, kitten, would you like that? Do you want to come on my tongue?” Her p***y clenches around my fingers with the words. She nods her head as her eyes close in pleasure.

“Answer me, Ryker.” I growl at her, curling my fingers harder against her inner walls.

“Yes! God, yes, Ash please!” I grin at her kissing my way down her body as I settle between her thighs, pulling them up over my shoulders. I part her lips with my thumbs and bask in her beautiful pink p***y, just waiting to be destroyed, just not tonight.

I trail one long languorous lick up her seam, her taste like honey on my tongue, sweet and thick.

I watch her come apart as I swirl my tongue around her c**t before sucking on it, she writhes beneath me, she moans loud enough Connor can hear.

“Ash! Oh my God yes!” My arm brackets her hips to keep her right where I want her as I slip two fingers inside her, curling them just how she likes. Her moans turn into screams as she climaxes, her p***y clamping down around my fingers before I withdraw them and drink my fill, holding on tight as she tries to get away.

I nip the inside of her thigh as I watch her come down, skin warm and glowing, before I gently lay her legs back on the bed. They shake as goosebumps pop up over her rapidly cooling skin.

“Water or orange juice, kitten?”

“Orange juice, please.” I kiss her lips before throwing the covers back over her. “Wait, what about you?” She asked, looking pointedly at my raging hard on.

“This wasn’t about me, kitten. I will be right back.” I’m not the least surprised to find Connor standing in the hall with a grin on his face. I walked past him without a word.

“Well, that sounded quite fun.” He said, following me down the stairs. “Very nice set of pipes on her, eh?”

I ignored him.

“Come on, mate, give me something! Does she taste as good as she looks?” I opened the fridge for the orange juice when he groaned at my silence.

“I am well aware that Koreans have the best poker faces, however, I am dying without the details. Please, mate.” I poured the juice and head back towards the stairs without a second glance.

“Just for that I won’t tell you how good Sheila was!” I chuckle at him.

“Sarah!” I called back.

“Oh, blast!”

Ryker is fast asleep when I return and I can’t help but smile, tucking her orange juice in my mini fridge and making a mental note to stock it with her in mind, especially if she is going to be staying. She put the shirt back on but left the pants on the floor, I fell asleep thinking about how sexy she will look in the morning with nothing on but my shirt.