Free Sasha's Dilemma by T. Smith

wall, and
takes my breath away with his kiss.
    Hazily, I hear the door shut, but
I’m distracted as Josh’s hand runs down my side, past my
breast, and onto my stomach. My breath catches as his hand travels
even further and he grabs my ass, lifting me up so my legs wrap
around him. He gives my ass a squeeze, props me more firmly against
the wall, and starts to crawl his hand up my dress to reach my
breast, playing and pulling my nipple.
    I can’t help how he makes me
feel, intense passion, excitement, and I start grinding against him,
craving attention down below. He gets what I’m trying to do and
works to accommodate me. He pulls my dress down so my breasts pop
free and then starts sucking my nipple while his hand slides between
our bodies, finding my hotspot and rubbing me through my black lacy
thong. I hear myself whimpering, but inside I’m screaming more. More ,
I must have said it aloud without noticing because he chuckles
against my breasts and moves me to sit on the counter bench. His eyes
are intense as he stares down at me while he removes my underwear. I
know he can clearly see that I’m wet and waiting for him.
    “So fucking beautiful,
Sash,” he growls against my lips as he leans in and kisses me
again. Trailing kisses down my neck, he slowly makes his way back to
my nipples. I feel his fingers slowly creep up my inner thigh and I
freeze with anticipation. Once he is at my entrance, I feel him slide
one finger in. My breath catches as he starts pumping, and then
inserts two fingers.
    “Breathe, beautiful.”
    I didn’t notice
I was holding my breath until he said something. He deliberately
pulls his fingers out and gives me his panty-dropping smirk, before
he drops down to his knees. His tongue starts running up and down my
inner thigh, every time getting closer to where I need him most. My
breath hitches as he continues my torture, until I decide I’ve
had enough.
    I grab his beautiful brown hair
and pull him to where I’m craving him the most. I hear him
chuckle, but he doesn’t disappoint. Lavishing beautiful painful
kisses on my clit, he starts an excruciating rhythm. I struggle to
hold back a scream as he methodically adds a finger. I’m ready
to convulse on the spot.
    He is leisurely kissing and
licking my clit. I whimper as I feel him remove his finger, but he
quickly replaces it with his tongue. He makes sweeping passes to my
clit, and then back to my entrance. It’s an unhurried process
and I’m ready to scream. I can’t take anymore. I need him
to go faster. Instinctively, I grab hold of his hair and start
navigating. He indulges me, and within minutes, I’m exploding
and shaking all around him. He stands and smirks at me. Just the
sight of him makes me need more.
    “Drop your pants, Josh,”
I demand.
    He does as I ask, but continues to
take the lead. He strips off his shirt so I can see his perfect body
in all its glory. Just looking at the V at the bottom of his stomach
makes me instantly wet again. He pulls a condom out of his pocket,
slides it on, and wow, I’m wondering how that is gonna fit in
me. He is huge. I’ve never been with someone so well-endowed
before.
    He sees me staring, and tries to
reassure me. “I’ll try to go slow, Sash, but can’t
make any promises. I’ve wanted you for too long, and now that I
have you, I don’t think I’m gonna last long.” He
grabs me by my ass, lifting me again, and I can feel him at my
entrance. Slowly, I lower myself on him. He feels wonderful. I find
my rhythm and start slamming up and down on him. I can’t get
enough. He is all man and he sure knows what he is doing.
    I feel another orgasm building and
don’t even realise
that I let out a little scream until he slams his mouth back on mine.
I taste myself on him, but mostly all I can taste is the intoxicating
taste that is Josh. We finish together in what feels like an
explosion. With our foreheads touching, we stand breathing heavy. He
is still buried deep inside me. I feel