Page 123 of The Gift
“Bailey girl.” I squeeze her tits once we’re done. Bailey has the best tits, more than a lush cup full but it’s her nipples that always have me salivating to taste. “Now, this is a good colour on you,” I admit, my mouth watering, and my eyes locked on all she’s left wearing.
“I’m not a wearing a pale-mint panty set to a meeting where Donnie can ogle me.”
“See that’s the benefit of Zoom meetings. We can start off with the camera on, then I can flick it off and fuck you while Donnie drones on and on, talking about how he never deceived you, he never ripped you off, he’d never sell you out.”
I drop to my knees, kissing my way down her amazing nipples, that I leave soaking wet and erect, before I help her to sitting so I can slowly push her down to lie on the soft, thick carpet.
“Ash, what are you doing?”
“Replacing memories,” I offer, removing her panties, before starting at one foot, and kissing every inch of her leg. “Bailey girl, I was going to do the other one, but I can’t.” I admit, my body hurting for her. I undo my suit pants and let them drop.
Hooking my arm under her shoulder so I don’t hurt her, I line up my cock at her pussy, brushing the ring of my pierced knob over her lips before I tap it hard on her clit.
“I could do this for hours, watching your little clit get all rosy pink and throbbing,” I say, gritting my jaw when the tip of my cock slides inside her.
“Liar.” She smirks, spreading her legs wider so I can drive home a heartbeat later.
“You make me a liar,” I say, pushing in as far as I can go before I swirl my hips like I know she loves. “Don’t want to see you sad, angry, or guilty. I know it’s unavoidable… but I want your demons gone,” I say softly, pulling my dick out of her pussy before thrusting back in nice and hard.
Her nails scour over my shoulder before she wraps her legs around my waist and uses her feet to leverage her hips so we go from mucking around to fucking like animals.
With my spare hand, I hold her hip still so I can drive into her, our words disappearing. The whole world vanishes until it is me and her, replacing doubts with nothing but love, devotion, and huge orgasms.
“You’re holding me so tight. Fuck, Bailey girl.”
“Harder and faster, Ashton. Those demons are biting my ass.”
“Nah, baby, that’s carpet burn.” I smirk before swatting one of her legs off my hips so I can start to move. The way I fit inside her is insane. I feel her body craving more. “You want my knot?”
“Every damn hour, Ash.”
“Are you going to beg for me?” I say, pulling out of her before driving back in, making her arch up and groan. I do it again before holding her still and thrusting in once more. The instant I am deep inside, my little minx flicks her hips up aggressively and impatiently.
Her body unfurls itself and then her pussy welcomes my knot home with such an aggressive little yank, I swear my ears pop.
“Bailey girl, you are holding me in you so fucking good,” I rock into her, small punchy thrusts that get more desperate the more she begs. I feel the walls of her pussy fluttering and squeezing as her orgasm starts to crest, and I roll her to her good side, using all her own slick to shove my finger up her ass.
Her eyes squeeze shut, and she clenches down. I fuck her through the first part of her orgasm so when she shatters, it’s in a million fucking glittering pieces. Her eyes fly open, her mouth does too, her skin flushes, her pussy crushes, and she drops a peachy bomb on me, scenting me so much, I come with her.
“WOOOHOOOO!” I holler as soon as I can see again, making my girl start laughing as we lie locked today in a state of mess after our frantic love making.
“You are such a dick, Ashton.” She slinks her good arm around me before giggling happily. “Can you pull your finger out my ass yet?”
I make a popping noise as I do, the both of us laughing again. The vibrations of our chuckles running through everywhere we’re connected.
“Bailey girl, you set my soul on fire,” I say leaning in for a kiss, teasing her with a few rubs over her clit until she’s moaning softly into my mouth and getting that gaga look in her eyes she does when she’s stuffed full of cock and knot.
“I only wore that blue suit so you’d do this, you realise? You’re a fool, Ashton,” she lies, but her eyes are free from the oppression from before.
“From one fool to another, I love you, Bailey girl. Let’s go slay some demons in the real world. I want to show you, after a nanna-nap on the sectional, how I think I can fuck Henley, while we both eat you out.”
She laughs, shaking her head, “Yeah, that sounds like my perfect day.”
“Then we can have dinner and do the rest of your garden, naked in the moonlight.” I kiss her again until I can feel another smaller tremor inside our carnal connection.
“Maybe we could try doggie style in the garden too,” she moans out.
“Decisions, decisions,” I say leaning in to kiss her words away.
