Claimed By The Mafia Don (Ariella and Asher) novel Chapter 308

ARIELLA

The sound from his throat made me squirm from the immediate reaction my body took. I lifted my hips, and Asher took me up on my invitation, but his eyes remained on my face as he laid me bare to his eyes. His palm stroked my thigh then slowly up it, moving over the small patch of dark hair between my legs.

I held my breath when his thumb touched my slick nub without a barrier. Arching up, I moaned. His finger nimbly stroked my folds, but he never dipped between them. I wasn’t sure how good he was at reading me … having his fingers so close to my entrance was driving me insane.

Asher moved to the end of the bed and eased my ankles apart. He stretched out between my thighs, his biceps flexing as he parted me wide. My centre clenched, followed by my thighs, when he lowered his gaze to my centre.

“God, you're beautiful”, he said quietly, intently. His breath ghosted over my wet heat, and I trembled with anticipation, want and need.

His breath fanned over my clit, and then his tongue slid over me lightly, dipping between my folds before it fluttered over my nub. I whimpered from the sensation.

“Good?” Asher asked against me, his voice deep and calm.

I nodded, ".....oh, yes....." my fingers digging into the bedsheets.

Asher’s tongue did a small flutter again, and then He eased my thighs farther apart with his shoulders and dragged his tongue down to my opening. Again, his tongue fluttered over my clit, then over my folds, before he dipped lower and repeated the same motion over my entrance. Intense pleasure coursed through me, and this time my body. Asher’s tongue flicked lightly over my opening then he twirled it around and increased the pressure, easing the tip into me.

I let out a gasp, and he let out a low hum, which sounded like approval. My eyes darted down to watch him. His gaze rested on my folds as he circled my opening with his tongue. He seemed to enjoy it, as He flicked his tongue over my clit again, with light nudges and twirls, and then I could feel my climax building; tension tightened deep in my core, mounting with every lick and flick, until I shattered.

I cried out, shuddering through my release.

Asher groaned against me, moving lower, and lapped at my entrance with slow strokes. My eyes widened as my walls clenched again under his ministrations.

He began to use firm licks to heighten my pleasure again. It was incredible, impossible. This felt better than anything I had ever experienced.

“Asher....” I whimpered as he worked me with gentle care. “This feels so good.”

“Good,” he rasped against my folds, and I trembled at the sound. “I want you to come again for me, babby”

“Yes,” I gasped out, and he flicked his tongue along my clit before he focused his attention on my entrance.

He pressed his mouth firmly against me and his tongue entered me again. His tongue felt so good inside of me as he moved it slowly. His thumb found my clit, and he rubbed the same soft circles. I bucked my hips restlessly, overwhelmed with the wondrous sensations. It was building even quicker this time, my flesh oversensitive but still eager for more. My hand flew down to Asher’s head, gripping his hair, and then I came even harder.

Asher’s fingers stroked my folds Then he slipped his finger into me.

Asher slipped out of his briefs and then knelt on the bed again. I was in front of him and reached for him. He groaned. I moved slowly then leaned forward, and he met me halfway. His lips claimed mine and tasted like me. We kissed as I pumped my hands up and down, his eyes boring into my soul.

Our kiss turned desperate, uncoordinated.

Asher urged me forward with his body until I had no choice but to brace myself on the bed. He ran his hands over my shoulders and down my arms, then gripped my hands and lifted them above my head.

His cock was already hard for me. I shivered in anticipation.

There was hunger in his eyes and the warmer emotion he didn’t try to hide anymore. His movements were lithe and dangerous as he stalked toward me..... Mine.

He slid a hand between my thighs and urged them apart. I complied eagerly, then waited for his cock to send me to heaven. I felt his tip press against my opening, I immediately arched my butt to show him where I wanted him. But he didn’t push into me.

Instead, he ran his tip up from my opening to my clit and back again. I moaned, arching against him for more friction And then he pushed into me in one hard thrust. I cried out, my fingers clinging painfully to the sheets. He slid in and out. His hand glided over my stomach, and lower until his fingers brushed my clit. I cried out again and he thrust even harder into me. His fingers established a slow rhythm while he fucked me fast.

My fingers on the sheets tightened painfully as a wave of pleasure swept through me. I cried out his name, half delirious from the force of my orgasm. My fingers loosened and Asher’s hands covered mine, linking our fingers and holding me to him.