Prince Ashton

Part 7

A/N:  ************************* marks the end of sexy times for those of you who don't read smut  ;)

Y/N's POV

He lies me down on the bed. I look up at him, he looks down at me. His gaze is so sensual.

He silently asks if I want to continue. I nod my head. He smiles, leaning down and attaching his lips to my neck.

I tilt my head, giving him better access to my skin. I reach for the hem of his shirt, pulling it over his head.

I admire his bare chest, small curls adorning his tanned skin.

He gently caressed my sides as he pulls my tatty dress from my body. His touch is so warm, his calloused hands were rough, yet soft against my skin.

I was only in my undergarments, nobody had ever seen me this bare, and I started to feel a little self conscious.

He leans down and sweetly pushes his lips to mine. "You're so beautiful" he whispers against my lips. I couldn't help the heat that rushed to my cheeks.

He presses his hips into mine. I was surprised of how hard he was. I could feel his bulge through the thin fabric of his trousers. I try to push them down his legs, but my arms couldn't reach from his position above me.

He chuckles, leaning off me and discarding them himself. He looked so perfect, standing there in only his briefs.

He watches me intently as I wiggle out of my undergarments. His eyes glazed over in lust.

I never though a man would look at me like he is, like he's hungry and about to devour me.

I could feel the dampness he was creating between my thighs. I was completely bare for him, I was nervous, but I felt safe in his company, I trust him.

He pulls down his briefs, discarding them on the floor. My eyes widen as I take in his erection.

 I had never seen a dick before so I had no idea if he was huge or if that was an average size for an adult male.

 Either way, he was larger than I had anticipated and I was a little worried about the stretch he would create. He smiles softly in reassurance at me.

He crawls on top of me, aligning his hips with mine. I could feel him pressing against me. I looked up into his beautiful hazel eyes.

"I'll be gentle, okay?" he smiles at me. I nod in understanding. He reaches between us, slowly running his hand against my intimate area. I gasped at the foreign sensation he provided.

"You're so wet for me" he hummed. He adjusted himself, grasping his cock and moving it to my entrance.

"Ready?" he asks, quirking an eyebrow. I nod my head.

He slowly pushes forward, I grit my teeth slightly at the initial stretch. He stops once he's about halfway inside.

His face is contorted in pleasure. The pain begins to subside, the stretch becoming a little more pleasurable. I motion for him to continue. He pushes in the rest of the way. I felt so close to him in that instant.

"Holy shit, you're so tight" he groans in pleasure. I smile to myself a little, happy that this was enjoyable for him and I wasn't a complete disappointment.

"You can move now" I say as I wrap my arms around him and grip his shoulders. Our chests were pressed flush against each other. He moves slowly at first, gently rocking his hips into mine.

I moan uncontrollably when he hits a certain spot inside me, the feeling becoming a lot more intense. I felt myself clench around him. He moaned in pleasure, his voice deep and sexy.