He shifts his angle slightly, hitting that perfect spot deep inside me with each thrust. I cry out, pleasure building to almost unbearable levels. Asher's movements become more urgent, more intense. I can feel the tension in his muscles, the barely restrained power as he drives into me.
"That's it," he encourages, his breath hot against my ear. "Let go for me, baby. I want to feel you come around me."
His words push me closer to the edge. I'm trembling, every nerve ending on fire. Asher slips a hand between our bodies, his fingers finding my most sensitive spot. He rubs in tight circles, perfectly in sync with his thrusts.
"Oh god," I gasp, my body tensing as waves of pleasure crash over me. "Asher, I'm... I'm..."
"That's it, Ivy,baby," he encourages, his movements never faltering. "Come for me. Let me feel you."
The coiled tension inside me snaps, and I cry out as my orgasm washes over me. My body shudders and clenches around Asher, waves of ecstasy pulsing through every nerve. He holds meclose, whispering words of praise and adoration as he guides me through the intense sensations.
As I start to come down from my high, Asher's thrusts become more erratic. His breathing grows ragged, and I can feel the trembling in his muscles. I run my hands down his back, urging him on.
"Let go," I whisper, looking into his eyes, my hands wandering over his body, needing and wanting to touch him everywhere.
He does, his orgasm crashing through him as his hip's spasm, slowing down as he continues to pump into me until he crashes down on me, his arms wrapping around my body and twisting us so I'm on his chest and he's laying out on my bed.
He smiles lazily, his eyes sweeping over my body as his hands swoop down my back and up again.
"You don't even realise how much power you have over me, do you?"
I grin, lifting a hand to trace the bridge of his nose and down to his lips, basking in everything that is Asher Hudson.
Chapter 34
Tip thirty-four; wanting something and choosing it are two different things. Make sure you're doing both.
Ivy
Charlotte and I settle into our spots on the bleachers, the brisk air of the rink wrapping around us. I tuck my hands under my armpits as the cold bites at them. The sound of blades cutting into the ice and pucks clacking against sticks fills the space between our conversation.
"So, without details, how was last night?" Charlotte asks, giving me side eye with a grin.
I grin softly, biting my lips lightly. "Intense."
Charlotte raises an eyebrow, her interest piqued. "Intense good or intense bad?"
"Great." I confess, watching the boys practice from the corner of my eye. We plan to tell Leon after practice, when the rest of the team is in the locker or gone home. "Asher is . . . great."
She laughs, "That is all I need to know, please do not go into details."
I laugh along with her and look back at the rink, my eyes widening when I catch Asher's eyes right before he's slammed into the plexiglass, the sound ricocheting through the near empty arena.
The sudden violence jolts us, and I stand up, my heart clawing it way up my throat, choking me.
"What on earth is Leon doing?" Charlotte exclaims; voice tinged with worry and confusion.
Leon skates back slightly only to slam into Asher again, shaking off his glove and grabbing him roughly, ripping off Ashers helmet before delivering a right hook to his face.
I suck in a breath, watching as the rest of the team skate forward, their yells getting louder as they pull Leon away from Asher, holding him back as he fights their grips.
Charlie and I rush down the stairs, finding our way onto the ice just before Leon shakes off the two team members holding him back and goes for Asher again. Asher doesn't react, letting Leon hit him before the team get him under control again.
The team hold Leon back, but his anger is palpable even from where we stand. Asher doesn't retaliate; he just stands there, wiping blood from his lip, looking more resigned than angry.
"He's shouting about some site?" Charlotte says, as we get closer, her eyes swinging to me. "The ranking site?"
"Oh god." I shake my head, "Somebody must've posted something, about Asher and I."
