Page 72 of Twisted Truth

“Yes. Please, yes.” I’m so wound up it feels like I’ll die if I don’t get it.

He chuckles as he lowers himself back down onto his elbows. “Then hold on.”

Hold on, I do. My hands are in his hair as his mouth lowers to my core. His tongue slides along my center, over my clit, and then he sucks on it. I moan, unable to stop myself. He pushes my legs apart, opening me more to him, before he presses his mouth to my entrance and slips his tongue inside.

“Fuck,” he groans against my pussy. “You taste even better than I imagined.”

“You imagined this?” I say, almost panting.

“Too many times.”

His tongue practically attacks my pussy, and in no time, I’m a panting mess. His movements are a masterclass of perfection—and damn, the man knows what the fuck he’s doing.

When I’m getting closer, he pulls his face away and moves his mouth back up to my clit as he slides a finger inside me. Hecontinues his perfect assault on my pussy, adding another finger, and nibbling and sucking on my clit. I’m a molten mess beneath him, holding onto his head, my fingers still threaded through his hair, as my hips move of their own accord, riding his mouth and fingers in perfect rhythm.

“Fuck, Asher,” I groan.

His mouth stills for a second.

“Don’t stop,” I say, breathless.

“Say it again,” he growls.

“What?” My mind is a swirling mess of desire, and I don’t understand what he’s saying.

“Say it again like that. My name.”

I look down at him, at his face hovering an inch above my pussy, his chin slick with my arousal, his blue eyes tearing through all my defenses, straight into me. I take another panting breath. “I’ll say it again when you start again.”

His mouth pulls into what is becoming my favorite wicked smile, and then he drops his head, and his mouth is back on me. He doubles down this time, and within seconds, pressure builds in my core, and I’m on the brink.

“Fuck. Fuck yes, Asher,” I hiss.

My hips move harder, faster, and he growls with approval and increases his intensity to yet another level. And then my orgasm explodes, tearing through me in waves of ecstasy. Stars burst behind my eyelids, and my grip on his hair is so tight it must be painful. His fingers stay inside me, moving with me as I ride my way through my orgasm, panting and gasping.

“Oh my god. Asher,” I gasp one last time as my orgasm starts to fade. I open my eyes and release his head, and he sits up. He sits back on his heels and slides his fingers out of me. He gives me another wicked smirk as he slips his fingers into his mouth and sucks them clean.

“Delicious,” he purrs to himself.

He crawls up over me and leans down, crushing his lips tomine, and I can taste myself on him. He kisses me like a dying man, and I reciprocate in kind. If tonight is our only night. If this is a boundary he doesn’t want to cross again, then I want to make the most of it. I’ll take whatever he’ll give me, if only for one night.

When we finally break away from kissing, I roll my body to flip us over, and then I’m on top, straddling him.

“My turn,” I say, slipping my hands into the waistband of his briefs. I pull them down, and his cock springs free, hard and waiting. I toss the last piece of our clothing aside, and now there’s nothing between us.

I look over the perfection that is his body and swallow hard. Fuck, I wasn’t wrong. He’s huge. I lick my lips, but bring my eyes back up to his.

“Are you ready, Mr. Langford?” I tease.

“Fuck yes,” he growls.

“Then hold on.”

21

ASHER

Ella’s silky brown and gold hair falls into a curtain on either side of her head as she bends down to take me in her mouth. The sight of her sitting naked, straddled over me with her legs spread enough that I get a glorious view of her perfect, bare pussy and her fucking flawless tits hovering above my cock almost does me in. I’m so fucking hard from eating her pussy and hearing her whimpers and moans that I almost came several times while pleasuring her.