𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 (Ash Trilogy #3) ✔️

20

Smut Warning 

The definition of beauty is different for everyone.

I think if you would've asked me many months ago what beauty is to me, I would've said the Starry Night. But, as things do, the definition has changed now.

Beauty to me is the girl below me who moans in my mouth. 

My lips trail down from her mouth to her neck, until I'm between her legs and put my face there. She's wet, my tongue feels it as it runs up and down her opening. I enter it inside of her, and hearing her moan makes between my legs throb. 

Neither of us are virgins. We've had sex with other people before, as those our age do. But that doesn't matter, it's not about who fucks you first, but who fucks you the best. My tongue runs along her wall inside of her, moving around while her legs open even wider. My hands hold her thighs, squeezing them as I fuck her with my tongue. 

I remove my tongue and go to her clit, while I put a finger inside of her to stimulate her g-spot. Her back arches, she grabs my hair, and moans. 

She tugs on my hair, pulling my head to come back to hers. She kisses me, her hand on the side of my face brushing my stubble. 

"Now," she says between breaths of our kiss.

My hand wraps around her back, and I put my tip against her opening. I hold it there for a moment, kissing her breasts and feeling her throb. Slowly, I put it in, but not all the way. I give her time. She gasps as it first enters, her nails digging into my shoulder. 

I put it all the way in. Her legs tremble and my eyes roll to the back of my head. She's tight and warm around me, and I had never been so hard in my entire life. I begin going in and out of her, I could finish in a goddamn second with how good she feels, but I don't. I won't finish until she does. 

Her nails run down my back. Her lips are parted and her face is a mix between pleasure and pain and I know that it's probably going to hurt her until she gets used to the feeling. Her hair is down, her cheeks are pink, and I kiss her neck. My thumb rubs along her nipple, stimulating it while she swears from me going as deep as possible into her, stabbing her g-spot. 

Perhaps what I'm doing is wrong. She's naked below me, I'm kissing every inch of her body, meanwhile, I keep secrets from her. I lie to her. She would not be here with me right now if I told her the truth. 

Her legs wrap around my back, pulling me closer to her. Every time I go inward, hitting her g-spot, she moans and her nails dig down my back. 

My thumb presses against her clit, rubbing it while continuing to fuck her. I throb as I fuck her, sliding in and out easily, and sometimes I let out a moan against her skin. 

I remove myself from her and grab her, flipping her to be on top of me, straddling me as I sat against the headboard. Strands of her hair stick to her damp forehead and her lips and cheeks are the same shade.

I position my strong thigh below her wetness. I push her hair back for her and order her lowly, "Ride."

I lean forward, kissing her neck while she begins rubbing herself back and forth against my thigh. It tricked down my thigh from how wet she was and her breasts would hit my chest as she moved. 

I don't deserve this girl, I know that. I don't deserve a girl I keep secrets from but I need to keep those secrets in order to keep her. 

She grabs my dick, which is fully hard, and puts it on the thigh she was just riding. She sits back down, on it this time, but doesn't put it inside of her. I feel her throb as she moves back and forth on it, riding it, and it makes me want to fucking go balls deep in her.