Page 32 of Good Girl


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“She’s gaining confidence, for one.It took a lot for me to get her to agree to buy those crop tops, and now she’s freely wearing it around the house with nothing but a fucking bra underneath it.”

“What is she supposed to wear under it?”

“I don’t know.”Asher pushed off the counter and threw his hands up.“A tank top?A shirt?Anything but a fucking bra that barely contains her tits.”

I pressed my tongue into the side of my cheek to keep from laughing.

“She went to a sex store today,” he continued.“A fuckingsex store, Enz.Those bags weren’tjustlingerie.She fucking went to a sex store and bought toys!”

“Easy,” I said with a laugh I couldn’t hide as I pushed my hands down in front of me to signal him to bring it down a notch.“You don’t have to shout her business through the house.I know, I saw the bags.”

“I told you—she’s changing.She’s turning into this sexual being, and I don’t...I don’t...”He blew out a frustrated breath, unable to finish his sentence.

“I want her to be ours,” he finally said.“I want to take care of her and show her things she’s never experienced before.I want her to want us as much as we want her.”

“I know,” I said softly.“I want that, too.But all of this is still very new to her.We have to give her time to figure out who she is and what she wants.Right now, she’s still staying with us and seems to feel comfortable here.Let’s keep it that way.”

Asher hung his head and stared at the floor.

“She’s going to be the death of me if she keeps wearing sexy shit like that,” he muttered.

“Well, I guess if you die, then I’ll just have to satisfy her by myself.Not that I mind.”

He lifted his head and rolled his eyes, his dimpled grin starting to show.

“You’re such an asshole.”

“Hey, you’re the one who isn’t sure you can handle her right now.I’m just saying, I’m not afraid to step in and take over if it’s going tokillyou and all that.Just be sure to post your content before you go so I can have extra income to spoil her with after you’re gone.”

I smirked as I turned and walked away, leaving a very sexually frustrated Asher in the kitchen while I went to my room to sort out my own shit.










Twenty

Violet

Itook another drinkof wine, emptying the bottle before I set it on the floor.The bath water sloshed around me, making tiny bubbles float in the air as I repositioned myself and grabbed my phone.I chewed the inside of my lip as I opened the text message I had going with Bella and Kensy.