"It wasn't until our wedding night that I realized what I was in for. It was like the mask fell off and a monster was in his place. He said he knew his father would choose his wife someday, butthe Elmhursts were scraping the bottom of the barrel to have locked him to me. Donovan vowed to make my life miserable."
"I'll kill him," Asher growls, kneeling before me. He puts his hands on my hips and stares at me with a look of pure devotion, and my heart squeezes with love for this man.
"He's not worth the prison sentence." I cup his cheek, giving him a smile. "Besides, I'm free."
Asher closes his eyes, his stubble rough on my palm as he nuzzles into my touch.
"He refused to have children with me but told everyone I was infertile. His family hated me. I was supposed to provide them an heir and as far as they knew, I was not living up to my end of the deal, but divorce was not an option. For either of us. The first few years, I tried to make myself the perfect wife for him, and he performed likewise in public. In private? It was like I didn't exist. No love, no passion, no physical touch. Ever."
"Ever?"
Shit.He certainly didn't need to know all that but Asher's touch against my skin is warm and inviting. My body craves this man, and his proximity is intoxicating. It's like truth serum, and I've just revealed my biggest secret.
I look away, laughing nervously and shrug. "Well, when your husband pretends you blend in with the wall, there aren't many opportunities to have sex. The contract required fidelity, but only on my side."
"Emma, are you a virgin?"
Asher's hands still hold my body more intimately than I've ever experienced. He stares at me, his blue eyes piercing through all my layers and I squirm.
"I had hoped my date tonight might be the one," I attempt to joke, but I hear a loud growl and then I'm in the air so fast, I don't even see it coming. Suddenly I'm on my back in themiddle of the bed, and Asher's body is pressed against me with a delicious weight.
"That man tonight doesn't deserve to breathe your air, let alone taste you," Asher growls, his hard bulge pressing against my stomach as I lie beneath him.
I'm breathing hard, begging him with my eyes to touch me as my pussy clenches with need, but he simply runs his gaze down my body. His eyes light me on fire as he makes a slow perusal, up and down like he's trying to memorize it. My chest heaves when his eyes finally stop on my breasts, and he bites his bottom lip.
My nipples tighten as I picture his teeth on my sensitive bud, and I need his mouth against my skin more than I need air.
Asher lifts his eyes to mine and leans close.
"You've spent a lifetime being told what to do." Asher's gaze bounces to my mouth and then back. "You tell me what you want, Emma. I will walk out of here and let you sleep, take you home in the morning. Or I will make you mine."
I don't even hear his final words before I pull his head down and lock my lips to his. Fireworks explode in my damn brain, my heart pounding as the man I've pined for kisses me like he can't live without me. Asher's tongue slips into my mouth, and I moan, a rush of desire soaking me. I open my legs, wrapping them around Asher's hips as he grinds his hard length against my core.
"Oh god," I pant and Asher pulls back, kissing my neck as he works his way down to my cleavage. He removes his mouth from my skin just as he's about to reach my breasts, and I look at him, hoping he hasn't changed his mind.
"I need to taste you," Asher says, but it sounds like he's asking permission, so I nod quickly. I untie my dress, opening it to either side as he slides down my body.
"Oh fuck," Asher moans, taking my panties with him as he makes his way to the floor. "You are so beautiful."
I close my eyes, drinking in his praise. My body trembles as he opens my legs wide. I cry out when his finger finds my clit and a wave of pleasure has me arching off the bed.
"So responsive. So beautiful."
Asher places my legs over his shoulders, kissing along the inside of each of my thighs. When I stare down at him, on his knees for me, his eyes lock with mine. He's so close to my body, his breath is warm against my mound. My pussy clenches, releasing my arousal. I'm a trembling mess but I've never wanted anything so badly in my life.
Asher drags his tongue along my slit, and I gasp, writhing against his touch. He licks again and again, moaning and then he slides his wet, hot tongue inside my soaked core. He closes his eyes like it's the most incredible thing he's ever tasted. His thumb finds my clit, and he presses small circles against my hard nub as pleasure radiates throughout my body.
"Oh my god, yes, yes!" I call out, my fingers gripping his hair as I pull him against me.
"Fuck," Asher mumbles, and then he devours me. Like a wild beast, his tongue and fingers work magic against my clit. He places one large hand on my stomach, forcing me to stay still and take it. I grip the sheets in both my fists, trying to find something to ground me as my body clenches tighter and tighter. He's touching me everywhere, winding me up, and then his tongue is against my back entrance.
"Oh fuck," I whisper, the naughtiness of his intent releases more of my arousal, and Asher moans, swiping his tongue out for a taste before finding my back hole again. He pushes the tip of his tongue against the tight ring of muscle as he rubs my clit with hard, little circles, and I shatter. My entire body radiates with my release. Asher holds me down, forcing me to take it as he prolongs my orgasm, and I give in to the sensation, losing my freaking mind.
I realize too late that I'm repeating three words over and over.
"I love you."
Chapter five
