He set her on the bed, then stepped back. She watched in fascination as he unbuttoned his shirt, slowly revealing the muscles beneath. He slipped it from his shoulders, then unzipped his pants and let them drop to the floor. He stepped toward her and her gaze locked on the growing bulge in his black briefs. She licked her lips, wanting to see his naked cock, thick and pulsing with need. Wanting to taste it.

She rested her hand on his rock-hard stomach and stroked downward, then over his thick shaft, feeling it twitch beneath the thin cotton. She pulled the top of his briefs forward, revealing his mushroom-shaped cockhead. Then lower, revealing more of his lengthening shaft. She wrapped her hand around it, loving the pulsing heat within her grip. She leaned forward and glided her lips over his cockhead, caressing it, then she opened wide and took him into her mouth. She sucked, pulsing her mouth around him.

He groaned softly. “Oh, God, Ash. I love it when you do that.” He forked his fingers through her hair, sliding them through the strands.

She swirled her tongue over his tip, then glided deeper onto his cock, letting it fill her mouth more.

He coiled his hand in her hair and dragged her head backward, almost to the tip of his cock.

“As much as I love what you’re doing, I had something else in mind.”

He pulled her from his cock and back until she was gazing up at him, her head held firmly in place by his grip on her hair. He smiled, then dipped down to brush his mouth on hers.

“I want you to lie on the bed.”

It wasn’t a command, which surprised her. Wasn’t he going to take control?

She lay back as he requested, watching him. He knelt in front of her and his fingers brushed against her chest as he unbuttoned her dress. When he finished the buttons to her waist, he drew back the soft floral fabric to reveal her dusty mauve bra beneath.

He smiled. “Very pretty.” His finger traced along the scalloped lace edge of the cup, sending goose bumps dancing across her flesh.

He unfastened the rest of the buttons, then peeled aside the skirt. She lay there, her chest heaving, her body exposed to him in just her bra and skimpy matching panties. He tucked a finger under the top of her panties and drew them forward, just as she had with him, then peered inside. Her inner passage tingled as heat washed through her.

He smiled, then drew her panties down, slowly easing them past her hips. He glided his hand under her lower back and lifted so he could tug the panties downward, then he slid them down her legs and dropped them on the floor.