Leaning down, he nipped at her buttocks.
Tory yelped at the pleasant pain that was followed by his hands delving even deeper inside her as Ash moved his mouth to kiss her at the base of her spine. He pushed her sheer gown up to her shoulders with his face while his hands worked magic on her body. Then he moved his hand so that he could rub his cock against her without entering her. She gasped at the sensation while he moved his hands to cup her breasts.
It was more than she could stand. Before she could draw another breath, her body climaxed again.
This time, he drove himself deep inside her body as her orgasm mounted. Tory groaned at the foreign sensation of his body inside hers. The thickness only made her orgasm all the more intense.
She cried out from the blind pleasure of it.
His throat dry, Ash didn't move as he felt her body clutching his. It took all of his strength not to thrust, but it wasn't time yet. Her body was still stretching to accommodate him. "Are you all right?"
"Are you kidding?" She slid herself further down his shaft.
He gasped as pleasure almost overrode his control.
"Is this right?"
"Yes," he breathed, squeezing his eyes tightly shut as his entire body shivered.
She rocked herself against him even harder.
"Stop!" Ash cried.
Tory froze, afraid she'd hurt him. "What's wrong?"
He pulled out of her and rolled over onto his back to look up at her. He brushed the hair back from her face before he ran the pad of his thumb over her bottom lip. "I want to come while looking at you."
She kissed him as he pulled her over his body. She straddled his hips while they kissed.
Ash trailed his hand down her back until he touched himself so that he could guide his shaft back inside her. They gasped in unison as she sank herself down on him.
As she did so, her thoughts whispered through his head. Am I doing this right? I hope he's not disappointed. Why can't I do this with my glasses on so that I can see him better? Please don't be disappointed, Ash.
Those doubts tore through him. Most of all the sincerity of them, the concern for him brought tears to his eyes. "You're wonderful, Tory. Perfect."
She paused to squint at him. "Really?"
"Yes," he breathed, reaching down so that he could stroke her while she rode him slow and easy. His throat tight, her gentleness succeeded in breaking him where the beatings never had.
One small tear slid from the corner of his right eye. Slamming them shut, he surrendered himself to her. Right now, this moment, she owned him in a way no one ever had before.
No, she didn't own him.
He gave himself to her and for the first time, he understood the difference. He understood what it meant to make love. To share his body with someone not out of obligation or fear, but because it made them closer.
In this one heartbeat, he was hers and she was his.
Tory burned at the sensation of Ash deep inside her. All her life she'd wondered what this would feel like. But her imagination had nothing on this reality. Nothing on the beauty of feeling the restrained strength of Ash lying under her.
He was so hard and fierce and yet so gentle. She wished that she could crawl inside him or more to the point that she could wrap herself around him and keep him from harm forever.
If only he'd let her.
Ash cupped her face in his hands and kissed her passionately an instant before he came with a force so strong it rendered him temporarily senseless. Growling, he pulled back to stare in her eyes as he tasted the first real bliss he'd ever known.
And it was followed by a fear so profound that his heart stilled. Now that they were finished, how would she react?
Would she shove him away? Would she cry? Hit him? Curse him?
He held his breath, waiting.
Smiling, she leaned herself against his chest and cuddled there like a kitten while their bodies were still joined. She let out a deep sigh as she stroked his shoulder and arm. "That was even better than I'd ever dreamed."
Ash flinched, still expecting the worst. "You're not mad at me?"
"Why would I be?" She took his hand in hers and brought it to her lips so that she could nibble his knuckles.
Ash relaxed as he realized that she wasn't angry or upset at him for what they'd done. And the more he relaxed, the more he enjoyed the sensation of her naked body lying against his. "I could stay like this forever."
"Wouldn't it be nice?"
He nodded as he leaned his head against hers and inhaled the scent of her hair. Unfortunately, he felt himself sliding out of her. Damn.
"I better take care of this." He reluctantly moved her to her side so that he could pull the condom off.
Tory watched as he left the bed. Hating to not see him, she reached over to get her glasses. After they were in place, she opened the Sprite that she'd left there and took a sip.
Ash returned with a wet cloth for her. "Sorry it's so messy."