Chapter 175

• It was late. It was, and I knew it when Ashton lifted me in the air to place me on the kitchen island and proceeded to strip me of my clothes to kiss every part of my body, desperate to make me his. It was that freedom I had to let him do it, and to scream to the heavens with each deep penetration into my wet and tight vagina that enveloped his hot and veiny erect member.
• It was late when he bit my nipples, leaving a painful mark of ownership, with love bites on my neck and nibbles on my lips.
• It was late when I allowed him to satisfy himself with my body, willing to give myself completely so that his name would stain my intimate parts, soaking them with his jets of semen as he finished, and I took his cock in my mouth to swallow every last drop.