Iâm Ready
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Was shocked by how quickly sheâd come to this point. When sheâd brought herself here before, alone, in her room, it had always taken quite a bit of time, and a lot of concentration, and sheâd never really even found the appeal in that part of it, either. It seemed like far too much work for a just a few seconds of feeling good. But now, god, this was so different, sheâd hadnât even reached an orgasm yet, and it still already felt better than anything else sheâd ever done to herself, or her ex had ever done to her for that matter, but now was no time to think about that. Every time his tongue flicked at her clit, sheâd gasp again, clenching the blankets. Her orgasm was building already, and her body was still trying to wriggle away from him, trying to shy away from all the things he was doing.Â
Ashley let out a moan louder than sheâd been expecting as his tongue entered her, not expecting the sensation. âCal,â she gasped when he added in the use of his thumb. One hand sliding to grasp onto the arm that was still holding her hips in place, every time his thumb would start, her body would react, soft moans escaping her, only to be followed by a groan when heâd stop. She could feel her orgasm coming so close each time, and then it was gone. Ashley swallowed, trying to catch her breath, but now sheâd come close a few times, and and each time she felt closer and closer, and she didnât know if he realized how close she really was, if he wanted her to come this early. âCal, Iâm really-â She gasped as his thumb started to move on her again, her knees starting to shake as he did, luckily they werenât supposed to be holding her up right now, âIâm really close,â She gasped, her hand clenching onto his arm even tighter.Â
It was no shock that Ashley seemed to be thoroughly enjoying herself, with the way her hips rocked and hands clenched onto the fabric of his sheets. Her body wiggling and turning, as if being overwhelmed by what he was doing to the point of not being able to stand it anymore. Thatâs exactly how he wanted her, Cal thrived on situations like this, when his partner couldnât with hold how he made them feel. It being Ashley gave this entire situation a whole new meaning. Her moans were different, the way she whimpered and gasped out his name, even the way her skin felt against his felt almost cosmic. As if this is how it was supposed to be all along.Â
Things were progressing, he knew this. He felt it. Not only were the words slipping from her lips telling Callahan exactly what was about to happen, Ashleyâs body responses were more than enough of an indication to tell him that sheâd be reaching her climax and soon. Still, that didnât stop him from moving forward, his thumb pressed to her clit never stopping its motions and his tongue curling upward inside her, reaching places he assumed his girlfriend had not experienced before. Cal loosened his grip slightly to pay extra attention to her throbbing clit as his tongue slipped out of her, only to be replaced with to of his finger. She was tight, he could it clenching around him as he pushed deeper inside of her tight center. At this point, he put his mouth over her clit, letting his cool breath brush over it before slipping it into his mouth and sucking on it gently for a few moments. Then, letting it go with a pop before his tongue began flicking against it rapidly as his fingers picked up their pace, curling upward inside of her.Â








