“Too late to have a conscious, Doc.”
His lips crash against mine.
Hard.
Hot.
Demanding.
His soft, wet tongue pushes between my parted lips while both hands cradle my jaw, tilting my head, holding me in place. Then his hands move to fist in my hair, gripping the strands just tight enough to pull a heated moan from my throat.
God, this man can kiss.
My knees threaten to buckle beneath me but Asher is right there to hold me in place.
Our mouths barely touch as he drinks each heated gasp from my trembling lips. “You’re fucking mine,” he growls.
I sigh, my shoulders sagging with relief as he makes his possessive declaration.
“Tell me you want me, Marley. Tell me you want me just as bad as I want you. I need to hear those words.”
Adrenaline spikes in my veins, my body an inferno of need. “I want you.”
A satisfied grin stretches his lips as he releases my hair, his hands moving down to pull my skirt up over my hips. He grips the back of my thong and shreds the flimsy fabric from my body. Then he lifts me up to sit on the arm of the sofa as he unbuttons his fly to pull his cock out.
“First time will be quick, Doc. But I promise to take my time when we go for round two.” He retrieves a condom from his wallet, using his teeth to rip it open before rolling it onto his cock.
His hand disappears between my legs, gliding back and forth between my wet slit, circling my clit before burying two thick fingers inside of me.
I grip his shirt, clutching him tight as he curls them inside of me. The intense orgasm slams into me hard and fast, a blast of heat snarling from the pit of my stomach and burning every nerve ending in my body. Asher doesn’t let up, renewing his efforts as I work to recover from the overwhelming emotion threading through me. Before long, I’m cresting again, building and charging toward an unknown oblivion.
Something explodes inside of me.
A prism of heat that rocks me to my core.
I want to live and die in this moment and I know, after today, I will never be the same because this man has not only invaded my mind but now he owns my body.
Asher slows his fingers, dragging them in and out of me slowly as I ride the last waves of heat.
“Now you’re ready for me.” He grins, lifting his wet hand between us. Heat flushes my cheeks as he offers me his drenched fingers. I lick each one. “Dirty girl, so eager to taste how sweet you are.”
The head of his cock nudges my opening before he slowly pushes inside, stretching and filling me up. He doesn’t move right away, his breath hot and heavy in my ear. “I’ve always been a man of instant gratification but right now all I want to do is savor every second of this.” He lifts his head, bringing his eyes to mine.
With me, I can tell there’s absolutely nothing he wants to hide. He feels safe here and that fills me with an immense amount of satisfaction in knowing I can give him this. His lips seize mine, passion and desire thrumming between us like a live wire, sparking with electricity as he begins to move.
In.
Out.
In.
Out.
The slick slap of skin and the heat of our kisses are the only sounds that echo throughout the space and it only adds to the fire that’s building between us.
Asher leans back to look down where we are joined; his eyes grow heavier. “Look at us, Marley. Your perfect little cunt taking me all the way in. You’re like a drug. I should leave you alone. But I want more.”
His words are a stark reality of what is happening but I quickly push it down, not wanting to escape this moment.
