Chapter 60
by 
Yelawolf
She...
Stroke you
Her hand moves to stroke you, the cool metal of the cock ring contrasting with the heat of your skin. You watch as she takes control of your body, her movements slow and deliberate. The anticipation is agonizing, but you know that's what she wants—to make you beg for it.
"Please, Ashley," you whimper, your voice hoarse. "I'll do anything."
Her smile widens, and she leans in to kiss you again, her hand never stopping. "I know you will," she murmurs, her teeth grazing your bottom lip. "But let's save that for later."
The strokes become faster, more urgent. You can feel yourself getting closer to the edge, your hips bucking up to meet her hand. But she's in no rush, enjoying the power she has over you. You can feel her wetness on your thigh, a reminder of her own climax, and it only makes you want to give her more.
As she continues to pleasure you, you try to outlast her hand. You stare at her beautiful pussy wanting to put your mouth back on it, but you know she's not ready to let you go yet. You feel the pressure building, and you know you won't last much longer.
"Ash... I'm going to cum," you manage to get out between gritted teeth.
"Not yet," she says, her voice firm. She slows her strokes, keeping you on the edge.
