“Who’s in charge here, Raindrop?”
“You are, Sir.”
Asher’s smirks are epic, and this one is no different. “Exactly. I’m taking my time to learn all of you. Are you so desperate for my cock, you can’t wait?”
“I can wait.”
His chuckle makes me squirm. Maybe I am desperate for him.
“Good girl.”
Dang it. He just had to say those words. I need to make my own rules and make him stop saying them. Then, I close my eyes and let myself feel his hands and lips on me.
“Look at me. I want to see your eyes.”
“Bossy much?” Another slap to my labia makes me gasp, and more wetness leaks out of my core. Dang it.
“Dominant, remember?”
I squeeze my lips shut and nod. Internally, I’m crossing my fingers for him to bury himself inside me sooner than later. How does he make me so needy?
Asher licks me from my clit to the plug, then sits up, lifting my calves to rest on his forearms. Then he drags his penis through my labia, coating it in my juices. It’s fracking hot. He does it again, this time rubbing the head against my swollen clit.
His gaze meets mine as he rubs his shaft against the opening to my vagina, then thrusts all the way in one deep stroke.
It’s so big. Too thick. It hurts. Then it doesn’t.
“Okay, baby?”
I can’t make words right now, so I just nod.
His smile warms my heart as he slowly pulls out and then thrusts back in. While he’s pumping a steady rhythm, nerves inside me come to life. I clench around him, wanting more.
“Faster, please.”
His grunt is my only answer. His hips pivot faster against me. Then he hits a spot inside me I thought was a fairy tale. Goosebumps rise on my arms, and my breath catches in my throat. “I’m going to…”
“Come for me, baby. Let me feel you soak my cock. Come now.”
That’s all it takes for me to shatter around him, screaming his name so loud I hope his brothers can’t hear me.
I’m still coming down from the intense orgasm when he lifts my legs higher. Sweat beads on his chest, and his expression flashes with something between desire and relief. He thrusts one more time and pulses inside me, groaning, “Fuck.”
Asher rests his forehead against mine as we catch our breath. I hope he likes to cuddle because I really need to wrap myself around him like a sloth. When he pushes up, I whimper.
“Easy, baby. I need to take care of the condom. I’ll only be a second.” Then he pulls the sheath off and ties it in a knot, carrying it into the bathroom. A moment later, I hear water running, then he’s back on the bed.
“What are you doing?” I reach for the washcloth in his hand, but he pulls it away.
“My job. It’s called aftercare, but even if it wasn’t, I take care of what’s mine. Get used to it, Raindrop.”
As I drop my hand back onto the bed, I don’t know whether I should feel mortified or thrilled that he wants to take such intimate care of me. I guess it shouldn’t be a big deal since he’s already cleaned me up after using the toilet.
Asher is gentle as he cleans my sensitive skin, then removes the butt plug I’d forgotten about, and drops it off the side of the bed. There’s probably a pile of stuff there now. Then he lies down on the bed and pulls me into his arms. Ahh, exactly what I needed.
My head rests on his chest, and his heart beats steadily against my ear. It’s soothing. I move my hand near my chin, caressing his muscles. I’ve never felt so safe or loved, which is ridiculous since this was just sex. People don’t fall in love right away. Besides, Asher isn’t exactly the loving type—nope, he’s my grumpy Ashbear. Even though, right now, he feels more like a teddy bear.
“Are you okay, Em?” Asher’s voice is the gentlest I’ve ever heard it.
