8

Ash

She walksto me and nuzzles against my chest. I wrap my arms around her and close my eyes. I love the feeling of her in them.
“Will you sleep with me tonight?” she asks, looking up at me through her dark lashes.
“Anything you ask will be yours, sweetheart,” I say, running my thumb across her cheek.
She takes my hand and pulls me to the bedroom, leaving the balcony doors open. When we walk in, I go over to the bedside table and turn on the lamp. The soft light bathes the room in a glow that makes Jasmine shine like an angel.
I lead her over to the closet and show her the racks of clothes that are hers. Then I guide her to the adjoining bathroom and tell her where all her things are.
“You did all this for me?” There is so much honest hope in her eyes.
“Of course I did. You’re my life. And I told you that I would make all your dreams come true.”
“This feels like a fairy tale,” she breathes, wrapping her arms around my waist.
“Because it is,” I say, taking her lips in a soft kiss.
Soon it’s not enough for her, and she deepens the contact. Her tongue touches the tip of mine, and it’s all I can do to hold myself back. I put my hands around her waist and pick her up. Her legs wrap around me as I walk us to the bed, and I lay her down on the soft blankets without breaking our connection.
“I want to sleep skin to skin, Jasmine,” I say, moving my mouth to her neck and unbuttoning her shirt. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, but I need to be naked with you.”
She spreads her legs wider as my mouth moves down between her breasts. Her hands push at my suit jacket, and I shrug it off. When she moves to undo the buttons of my shirt, I decide to help her by ripping it open. The buttons go flying, but the feeling of her hands on my naked chest is more important.
She kisses down my neck, unphased by my eagerness and then her tongue moves to my flat nipple. Her teeth graze me there, and my aching cock demands attention. I push down on the steel rod with my palm, trying to calm my urges. I will only do what she wants, and if that is to explore me with touch, then that’s what we’ll do. But I want to beg her for a taste.
“Will you let me kiss you, sweetheart?”
“Yes, Ash. Don’t stop.”
She leans up, but I shake my head. “I want to kiss you here,” I say, and then cup her panty-covered cunt. Looking down, I see the innocent white cotton is soaked through with need. “Let me clean you up.”
She bites her lip but raises her hips at my touch. I wait for a moment, and she nods her head, a soft pink blossoming on her cheeks. My sweet girl is so innocent.
I slip off her top and schoolgirl skirt, leaving her only in panties. Then I strip myself naked. My cock is an angry dark color as it pulses with need. Jasmine’s eyes are wild with excitement and maybe even trepidation as she looks at it.
“Kisses first. Then we can just cuddle. Okay?”
“Okay.” She nods and lies back nervously.
Her arms are over her breasts, covering them up, and I lean down, kissing her palms as I move them away. Her breasts are small, with dusky-rose nipples. I kiss them gently at first, then harder when I see how sensitive they are. A quick flick of my tongue and she’s writhing under me. I graze my teeth slightly over the tight bud, and she shivers with need. I move my mouth from one breast to the other, loving the taste of her soft skin in my mouth. I want to consume every inch of her.
She’s gripping my hair and begging me for more, and her need for me drives me on. I move my mouth lower and kiss her stomach and narrow hips. Her features are so soft and sweet that I can’t keep my hands off her.
I get to her panties and push the simple cotton to the side, exposing her dark, trimmed curls.
“Have you ever been touched here, sweetheart?” I ask, kissing the inside of her thighs.
“No, never. I’ve never even touched myself there.”
I lean forward a little and smell her desire. I see it glisten on her pink lips, a pink that matches her nipples perfectly. Unable to stand it any longer I lean forward and lap up her nectar and moan at the flavor. It’s sweet and she smells like warm sugar. I open my mouth, covering her clit, and give her another long, firm stroke of my tongue.
Her back arches off the bed, and I pet her nipples as I suck her clit. The sensations are almost too much. Her body is so incredibly sensitive that I feel a baby orgasm pulse through her pussy at the gentle touch. She’s got a hair trigger, and I’ll have to work on teaching her to draw it out and make it more powerful.
But for right now, I want her to have as many orgasms as possible. So I rub her nipples while I suck her cunt, and she gives herself over to the sensations. She doesn’t fight it, just keeps giving me her sweet pussy juice as she orgasms over and over.
When I’ve given her four, I stop and let her catch her breath.
“Why’d you stop?” She sits up and looks at me with wild eyes. I want to laugh, but she looks so fucking sexy that I can’t. She’s a woman who has found her desire and she wants more. I take off her panties, fully exposing her to me, and I see her pretty, pink pussy is covered in cream.
“Is my girl in need?” I ask, licking her again and this time bringing my fingers up to press against her opening.
“Yes,” she moans and falls back on the comforter.
She spreads her legs wider as I push inside her, gliding along her virgin walls. She’s so tight, it nearly strangles my fingers, but I try to be gentle as I stretch her. Soon she’ll want me inside her, and I want to give her exactly what she wants with as little pain as possible.
I make her cum twice more with my fingers, until a sheen of sweat covers her body. Her eyes are heavy with lust and sleep, so I give her pussy one last kiss before I climb up next to her and spoon around her body. I ignore my throbbing cock that has gone from red to purple, and close my eyes, inhaling her scent.
“Ash,” she murmurs before she falls asleep.
There is nothing more beautiful than this moment.