Ashley

“I held his energy in my hand. When it was firm, when it was rising, I let it go, eased it down to his inner thigh, watched it spring back up”
― Eric Jerome Dickey, One Night

“He made himself comfortable on his back and I climbed him, straddled his face . . . and leaned toward the headboard so I could keep my balance and stay in control, so I wouldn't fall on his nose.”
― Eric Jerome Dickey, One Night

“His sexual movements were smoother than warm butter, creative, musical, and right away he became a conductor who directed the performance and moans of his one-woman orchestra with his dick. I sang like a choir.”
― Eric Jerome Dickey, One Night

“He carried me, my legs wrapped around him, and moved in and out of me, stroked me as he walked around the room.”
― Eric Jerome Dickey, One Night