you’re killing me here.’
‘Two ticks, sweetheart.’ He fished a condom out of his pocket and rolled it on, while admiring the way her suspenders framed her pert butt to perfection. They also inspired a dirty little fantasy about burying his cock between her lily-white cheeks. It wasn’t often he went for anal, but once in a while, when presented with a particularly nice derrière, he liked to try his luck. ‘Tell me again what it is you wanted.’
He leaned closer, so he could catch her earlobe between his teeth, while he let his cock ride against her pussy lips.
‘I want you inside me.’
‘How exactly? Here?’ He cupped her sex with his hand. ‘Or here?’ He traced one thumb from the outer to the inner cheek of her arse.
‘Pussy,’ she said without any hesitation.
‘Sure I can’t persuade you otherwise?’ He stroked the tight whorl of muscle guarding her back entrance.
Ginny released a taut breath. ‘You’re hot, but I’m not ready to have your dick in my bum.’
‘Not even with a bit of lube and a lot of gentle persuasion?’
‘Not with a boatful of lube and a fuck load of persuasion.’
Ash gently bit her. ‘I think we just established the cost of round two.’
Chapter Two
Ginny had her limits, and Ash had just hit on one of them. Of course, the guys she normally said no to were nobodies rather than international rock stars she never thought she’d get near. She really prayed her refusal hadn’t scuppered her chances of holding onto him for the night. She seriously doubted that anyone ever said no to him. Well, she was saying it, firmly and decisively. She had a perfectly good place for him to slide his dick that was already hungry to feel him. He didn’t need to go delving around looking for other options.
‘How do you feel about a finger?’ He wriggled his index finger before her nose.
‘Are you trying to compensate for something?’
‘No.’
‘Think you can’t get me off again without resorting to extremes, is that it?’
‘I can get you off.’
‘Then fuck me and prove it.’
Ginny accepted that she might sound a little demanding, but the thing was, orgasms made her horny. She always needed three or four before she felt even remotely sated. Not that she expected him to just deal them out. Sex was a two-way exchange. She merely hoped that Mister Rock Star here lived up to her fantasy expectations of how a hardcore metal head ought to fuck. And that meant them going more than one round before he did the ordinary-Joe routine and passed out.
‘Hm, you might need to talk me through this,’ he teased, like she believed for a second that he needed instructions, given the way he was obligingly massaging her sex with his hard-on.
‘Right there.’ She sighed, arching her body to accept him.
He held off on delivering, and refused to let her push back and envelop him.
‘Now, Ash. Please.’
‘I’m not sure you really want me yet.’
That was the most atrocious lie, and they both knew it. Like she wasn’t already so wet it’d take no effort at all for him to slide deep.
‘If you don’t get inside me soon, I’m going to knock you to the floor and jump you.’
‘You’re going to knock me over? Babe, I’m twice your height. I could probably bench-press you.’
‘I’ll have you know I’ve a black belt.’ He didn’t need to know that she only used it to hold her trousers up.
‘Yeah? Maybe you can show me some moves later. I like watching women exercise.’
He was so close to being inside her now, his nearness was driving her insane.
‘Do it, Ash.’ Fuck, it made her horny just saying his name.
‘Like this?’ He joined them together in one glorious push.
‘Oh, God!’ That felt good . She bit her lip, trying to steady herself, but failing. So, so good!
Ginny liked being ridden hard and she liked things frantic. What surprised her about Ash was that for all the crazy hard pounding he was doing, he wasn’t so lost in himself that he’d