I try to think straight. My heart is racing and my legs are weak. I want to make this night last forever, but how the hell am I supposed to function after the most mind-blowing orgasm of my entire life?
“The Dean’s office,” I manage to say. I’m about five seconds away from dropping to the ground, spreading my legs and begging, “Take me now!” but I fight to keep it together. The longer this delicious game lasts, the longer I have Ash all to myself.
Ash raises an eyebrow, but he doesn’t argue. “Lead on, my lovely.”
My stomach twists. Damn. I focus on putting one foot in front of the other, my body still reeling from his tongue’s amazing assault.
Ash chuckles, and grips my shoulders to turn me around. “Other way,” he says, his breath hot against my ear. “On second thought, I’ll lead.”
He guides me across the dark campus, his hand firm against the small of my back. It’s late, but every nerve in my body is wide awake and screaming for more. I knew Ash had a reputation, but damn, that was incredible.
Part of me feels a stab of regret that we haven’t been doing that 24/7 for the last two years. It feels like a tragic waste of time -- and his wicked tongue.
But would it feel so good if you hadn’t waited? A little voice reminds me. Would you be even doing this at all if you didn’t know it was just for tonight?
“How are you doing, JJ?” Ash’s voice comes, low and amused.
“Just fine,” I drawl. “Nothing like coming my brains out to get a girl going. Thanks for that, by the way,” I add sweetly.
He laughs. “My pleasure. Any time.”
“Give me five minutes,” I shoot back. “Then feel free to go for a repeat performance.”
Ash stops, and pulls me in close. His eyes are playful, but there’s an edge of pure lust.
“Darling. The next time you come, I promise, it’s going to be my dick driving you over the edge.”
Yes.
I gulp, trying not to let him see how much I want him. “Now now,” I scold, playing it cool. “What do they say about making assumptions?”
Ash frowns, thrown.
“It makes an ass out of you and me,” I smirk.
I turn away, but Ash catches my waist. He leans in from behind, sliding his other hand down the side of my body, over my waist and hips.
“Speaking of asses...” he murmurs, curving around to squeeze my cheek. “You should know, I’ve got plans for yours.”
Oh shit.
Lust strikes through me, pooling hot between my thighs. I still can’t believe he did that before -- or that it felt so fucking good. I’ve always wondered what it would feel like, but no guy has ever had the guts to try.
Until him.
Now I wonder what else he’s planning. And if I’m going to enjoy the main event as much as the previews.
Who are you kidding? Anything this man does to your body is going to feel incredible.
I snap back. Ash is already striding on towards the admin building, so I hurry to catch up. There are a couple of lights on in the upstairs offices, and the front door is unlocked.
Ash holds it open for me. “Ladies first,” he grins.
Chivalrous as always -- even with his tongue still wet from eating my pussy.
I step inside and look around. I wasn’t thinking much further than making this game last, but now my mind races to come up with a dare. Something sexy and fun, like his was for me.
“I dare you to photocopy your junk,” I tell him, grinning. “And then paper the Dean’s office with it.”
Ash laughs. “Can’t wait to get a look, huh?”
“Please.” I roll my eyes, covering the way my pussy aches just at the thought of his cock. “You’ve seen one, you’ve seen them all. Now get to it, scoot!”
Ash shakes his head, still laughing, but he heads deeper inside the building. He checks the office doors in turn until he finds the supply closet with the Xerox machine inside.
We step into the room. It’s small here, close quarters. Ash meets my eyes. “I knew you only wanted me for my body,” he quips, reaching for his belt.
My pulse kicks. “That and your accent,” I joke, trying to keep the mood light. All I want to do is yank those pants down and ride him until we’re both screaming, but I turn to the copier and open the lid, programming it to make a hundred copies. “Go right ahead, big boy.”
“Yes ma’am,” Ash replies in his awful American accent. I laugh -- until he shoves down his pants and underwear and pulls out the most gorgeous, hard, thick cock I’ve ever seen.
Holy shit!
Ash moves to rest it on the screen and hits the copy button. The lights flare as the copy machine kicks into action, scanning the whole length of him. The first copy emerges from the paper tray.
I hold it up. “Not bad,” I murmur, as if I’m not already wet just imagining him thrusting that beast of a cock deep inside me. “I guess you weren’t exaggerating.”
Ash gives me look that could set my panties on fire. “What are you going to do about it?” he asks, his voice low and throaty.
Power surges through me. I’ve wanted him for so long, I can’t believe this is really happening. I take a step towards him, reaching to close my hand around his hard, hot length.
Ash growls.
“Like I said,” I smile, “Your turn.”
I grip him tighter and pump, loving the feel of him, so thick and muscular in my hand. I can barely fit my fist around him, and the thought sends a fresh shiver all the way to my core.
God, he’s going to feel so good inside.
But right now, it’s time for me to make him groan. And after the stunning climax he gave me out there on the quad, I need to make it good.
A girl’s got a reputation to live up to, after all.
I sink to my knees and bring my mouth to join my hand, licking up the length of him like a popsicle while my hand keeps pumping, steady at his base.
Ash groans. “Damn... ”
I swirl my tongue over his massive head, using my lips as suction to draw him into my mouth.
Ash curses, and then his hands are on the back of my head. He grips my hair, guiding me deeper, straining for more.
Not yet. No, I’m going to make him crazy first, until he knows what it’s like to want someone the way I’ve been wanting him.
I pull back, and return to my slow, long licks, all the way down his shaft. I slide my free hand up his thighs and find his balls, gently stroking and squeezing them until Ash makes another raw groan of pleasure.
His dick swells even harder against my lips. Engorged and demanding. Jesus. I’m so turned on, I can’t think straight. My pussy is drenched and throbbing, and I can’t resist slipping one hand between my thighs to rub my clit as I take him all the way into my mouth.
Yes. Fuck, it feels so good. I slide my lips down his shaft, feeling his cock twitch and tasting the tangy salt of precum. He’s so big, I can’t fit him all the way down, so I use my hand to pump where my lips leave off.
“JJ,” Ash groans. “Fuck, you’re the best.”
I feel a glow of pride. Damn right I am. I find a rhythm, slowly bobbing my head and keeping that suction in my lips, pulling back up to swirl my tongue around that sweet spot right near the tip. And all the while, I’ve got one hand trapped between my clenched thighs, circling my tender clit with a rhythm that makes me moan against him.
My nipples tighten. My heart pounds. It’s so fucking hot, on my knees like this in the dark room. The only light comes from the hallway through the half-open door, and the silence is broken by Ash’s heavy breathing. Desperate and ragged.
But more than the place, the time, it’s him. His cock thrusting deep between my eager lips. His voice groaning my name. Ash. My Ash. The man I know better than anyone, who knows me more than the rest. I’ve waited so long to show him how much I want him, and now, I savor every second of it.
“JJ...” he gasps again. He’s about to come, I feel it in every breath. He thrusts against me, harder now. Gripping my hair and driving the pace, taking total control.
I love it. I love feeling his hands on me, his body straining closer to the edge. I love knowing I’m the one making him feel so good, getting caught up in the thrill.
Moving my head in rhythm, I angle my throat, taking him even deeper this time. Ash lets out a curse, and then he’s plunging wildly, fucking my mouth, making me crazy with desire as I match his pace with my own frantic rubbing. I’m close, so close, but I want to take him there even more. I reach back up to grip him, using my own slick juices to coat his length, pumping him with both hands as I take him all the way to the back of my throat.
I look up to see an expression of pure ecstasy on his face. Our gaze catches. I feel myself flush. I’ve given dozens of blowjobs before, but suddenly, none of them feel as intimate as this. I hold his gaze, and suck harder.
Ash lets out a strangled cry, and then I feel him explode, a rush of hot salty liquid gushing down my throat. I swallow him down hungrily, every last drop.
Mine.