I could feel the hunger in Ashe's lips as we kissed, and the desperation in her grip as her hands balled around my shirt, holding on as if to stop me from pulling away. Though that was the last thought on my mind as I tilted my head to the side so our lips could lock.
For all her gruffness and hardened personality, Ashe's lips were damn near the softest things I had ever felt, and so warm that I imagined chocolate would melt at the slightest touch. The kiss was near perfect, but after a few seconds passed, I felt Ashe move against me, and for a moment, I thought that was my signal to step back. However, I was quickly proven wrong as Ashe kicked up her right leg and hooked her heel behind my back, pulling me in even closer, and with her leg out of the way, there was very little separating our lower bodies.
And it seemed that was exactly what Ashe wanted as her hips started to move, though I quickly forgot about the pleasurable friction when I felt Ashe's lips part. Before I knew what was happening, her tongue was wrapped around mine as Ashe took the initiative, acting on her desires after denying them for so long.
Of course, I was more than happy to oblige as my hands slipped away from Ashe's face and settled on her broad hips while sliding my tongue against hers and tasting her essence.
There wasn't a distinct flavor that I could name, but Ashe's energy was rich and smoky, an almost overpowering aroma that sank into my bones and set down roots, determined never to fade away. It was powerful and addictive.
With little other choice, I forced myself to pull away, leaving Ashe glaring up at me as she dug her heel into my back, "I didn't say to stop, don't tell me you're getting cold feet now."
"No, quite the opposite in fact," I muttered as my hands drifted around to cup Ashe's toned ass, a sculpted marvel built over years of farm work, with the perfect amount of cushioning for my fingers to sink into, "If we keep going I won't be able to stop, I might just bend you over that kitchen counter and not stop until night fall."
Ashe grinned with a fire in her eyes, "Till night, huh? You really think you got that much in you, big boy?"
Before I could respond, Ashe leaned in, resting her head on my shoulder as her hand slipped down the front of my toros before settling on my crotch, "Goddamn you just might, heat pouring off you like a damn furnace. Did I really get you all hot and bothered?"
A low guttural growl echoed from my throat as Ashe started rubbing my erection through my pants, "You know damn well you did, and your hand isn't making it any easier."
"Oh, do you like it when I do this?" Ashe asked her voice a sultry whisper in her ears as her grip changed, rubbing the tip of my cock against the flat of her palm in quick, furious circles, "So big and hard, I'm tempted to take you on a little joy ride."
"Ashe," I tried to warn, but the farm girl wasn't having any of it.
"Oh no, you're mine now," Ashe growled as she pulled on my shirt while wrapping her other leg around my waist, clinging to me tight as a vice, "Did you really think a little kiss was going to be enough to put me at ease?"
Before I could respond, Ashe pushed off the wall behind her without any warning while leaning all her weight against me. The sudden shift caught me completely off guard, and I was sent toppling over onto the floor with a thud.
I let out a grunt, but quickly forgot about my discomfort as I looked up to find Ashe peering down at me while straddling my waist, "Ashe, what are you doing?"
"I thought I already told you," Ashe muttered with a smirk before she suddenly spun around, facing away from me, "I'm taking a little joy ride. And I suggest you buckle up, it's been almost three years since I've had a man inside of me, so I'm gonna need to make up for a lot of lost time. Now sit still, or I'll go get my daddy's lasso and hogtie you."
"Alright, I get it," I put my hands up in surrender even as I stared at Ashe's behind that was less than two feet away from my face, squeezed into a pair of jeans that seemed to be holding on for dear life.
"Good, now let's see what we're working with," Ashe muttered mostly to herself before I felt her hands start to work at my belt and fly with almost frightening dexterity, "I hope you don't-"
Ashe's words cut off just as I felt her hand reach into my underwear and wrap around my still stiffening manhood, "Well…what do we have here?"
Ashe pulled, and my meat flopped out, landing on what felt like her thigh, "Hmm, looks like a stallion to me. Maybe bareback isn't the best choice, might end up with a foal."
"Lucky for you then, I always come prepared," I muttered and produced a condom with a cast of Asmodeus' Bag of Toys with the rubber wrapped in a dark pink plastic with a pair of devil horns embossed on the front.
Ashe glanced over my shoulder and, after flashing me a knowing smile, snatched the condom from my fingers, "If I didn't know any better, I would think you expected this to happen."
I could only shrug and watch as Ashe tore off the wrap with her teeth, spitting the extra plastic to the side before facing forward once more, "Hmm, looks like you still need a bit of encouragement. I want you at peak performance levels."
Ashe then promptly stood up and began to fiddle with her own pants, which she promptly pulled over the curve of her toned ass, revealing the two shapely moons that eclipsed the thin white g-string saddle between the twin peaks.
Ashe then bent over to peel off the rest of her jeans before kicking them aside, exposing her long legs, similarly toned with a perfect balance of fat and muscle, a sight I imagined a lesser man would be terrified of.
But not me, staring up at Ashe sent a rush of blood away from my brain and quickly worked me towards 'peak performance' as Ashe would put it.
Seeing my reaction, Ashe let out a sardonic chuckle, "Nice to see that you appreciate the view, but you're still not where I want ya."
Ashe looked back at me and smiled, "Here, let me give you a close-up."
Before I knew what was happening, my face was buried between Ash's legs as she straddled me. Without even thinking about it, my hands came up and grabbed Ashe's ass as I pressed my lips against the front of her panties, tasting the dew that had soaked through the fabric.
"Hmmm, not wasting any time, are ya?" Ashe let out a pleased sigh as she sat up, not sparing me the slightest concern, "Do I really taste that good?"
"Hmmhn," I let out a hum of agreement and grinned when I felt Ashe flinch as the vibrations assaulted her sensitive privates, "Son of bitch, quit that!"
I didn't listen to Ashe in the slightest, instead parting my lips and pressing my tongue against the front of Ashe's panties, soaking the fabric before I started to suck, tasting the smoky richness of her nectar.
"Shit," Ashe let out a sharp hiss, and I felt her hands come down to rest against my stomach for support, "I'm more sensitive than I thought, slow down a bit, would you?"
Again, I ignored Ashe's request and instead kicked it up a notch, reaching up and pulling aside her panties to expose her moist petals that I lavished with my tongue, enjoying the stifled moans that came from Ashe's other set of lips.
I lost myself in her flavor and the sound of her pleasure, measuring time only by the occasional trickle of dew that would coat my lips. But just as I felt that Ashe was nearing her climax, she suddenly pulled away.
"Alright, you've had your fun," Ashe muttered as she glanced back at me, "But now it's my turn, looks like you're all rearing to go."
Ashe brushed her hand against my now rock-hard shaft before taking the condom and sliding it over the bulbous head, "Time to saddle up and take you for a ride."