Asha Mitchell is all about her education and the next box to check off her list of goals. She never allows anyone to steer her from her path or take her eyes off the prize. She's a big time lover who also knows how to choose herself or play the game...
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The cold air circulating the apartment sent a short wave of chills over Asha's body but due to her temperature running high it didn't last long. Sanchez shut the door behind them as she turned around to face him. A smile spread across her face at the sight of lust and determination in his eyes. There had also been a switch in his demeanor. He screamed confident, powerful, and the warning he gave at the door had her both scared and excited. He was a big dude with a tool to do damage but that notion also had her insides jumping to be busted down the middle.
He stepped up to her and for the first time since she'd met him she felt dainty. Yes, he was taller than her but he never stood over her with such bravado. It was heart-racing.
His thumb and index gently gripped her chin, "You know I think you're beautiful, right?"
"Yes," her voice came out in a whisper like she was afraid to speak and that wasn't like her. What is happening right now?
His lips curved in a smirk at how shy she got once they made it to the apartment. He latched onto her lips in a dominating kiss that made her hum. It wasn't a kiss they'd shared before but she was a fan and wanted more, cupping the side of his neck. He scooped her up with one arm making her break away to squeal. He quickly reconnected their lips but she was stuck on the fact he'd picked her up. She was a slim girl but she wasn't petite – she had a lot of height on her which is why no one every lifted her up like that.
He took his time getting to his bedroom; sucking on her tongue and caressing her back while she ground against him. If she hadn't been ready to fuck minutes ago she was definitely ready now. He pulled away from her lips and attacked her neck, pushing his room door shut at the same time. Asha's head tilted back with a small sigh in pleasure.
Sanchez lowered her down to her feet then took a seat on the edge of his bed, "Take 'em off."
Instantly, Asha got nervous like he hadn't seen most of her body already. What really had her hesitant was taking her bikini top off and allowing him to see her a-cup titties. She'd never given a man the opportunity to see them in their natural state because they were her biggest insecurity. Small and hardly there.
"It's alright. Take all of it off," he had picked up on the insecurity already from the many times she'd gotten dress in front of him. Each time she made sure to turn her back to her bra or top on.
She first pulled at the both sets of strings on her top and slowly allowed it to fall. Still nervous, she pushed hair behind her ear and stepped out of her bottoms. Sanchez grabbed her hand for her to come closer and kissed her stomach. She stared down at him wondering if he was going to say something.
"Damn, I be forgetting these bad boys pierced," he beamed, cupping them in his hands. It made relax and break out in a smile.
He licked her right nipple, swirled his tongue around it and the piercing lowkey expecting to taste double A batteries. However, the flavor never came because she wore acrylic plastic bars. It was over once he realized. He began sucking on them and she instantly moaned from the sensation. It wasn't extreme but it was enough to make her quietly moan and want him to keep doing it. While she had her eyes closed, rubbing over his hair, he reached between her legs and rubbed over her pussy.
