“Plums?” Asher laughed at that one, earning him a saucy smile which let him know she wasn’t talking about the fruit. And somehow that juiced him more.
God, he couldn’t wait for her to open the box.
“What’s yours?” She settled into his lap again with the box.
“My safe word?” He shook his head as she nodded. “I don’t have one.”
“Well, that’s an unfortunate oversight on your part, then.” She chuckled. “Anyone could take advantage of you, you know.”
“Are you planning to take advantage of me, precious?” He joked, brushing a kiss across her temple.
“Well,” She gave him a playful smile as she rolled her hips, grinding against him. “You do have some incredible amenities.”
“Fuck, Duchess.” He breathed, trying to keep it cool. The feel of her was exquisite, and he hadn’t put that condom on yet.
“I believe that’s next on the agenda.” She chuckled. “Can I open this now?”
“Allow me.”
He took the box from her, opening it and pulling out the necklace. While the diamonds glinted in the lamplight, their brilliance was nothing to the look on Duchess’s face as he held it up for her.
“Holy shit.” She breathed. “Is that… is that the Vivid Yellow Diamond?”
“The pendant, yes.” He smiled, pleased at her appreciation. “The string is just regular diamonds, but I remember you said you liked gold and thought you’d look incredible in this.”
“And you just happen to have the world’s largest Asscher-cut diamond in your bedside cabinet.”
“Don’t look so surprised, precious.” He grinned, loving the fact that she knew her jewels. “Lift your hair for me.”
She did as he requested, bunching her dark locks into a high ponytail as he fastened the string of diamonds around her neck.
“It’s gorgeous.”
Asher smiled at the awe in her voice, loving the way she looked down at her own chest, the brilliant yellow gem resting perfectly at the top of the cleft in her breasts.
“Just like you.” He lifted her chin, brushing his thumb along her lower lip. “Nowyouare the sun, precious.”
And he was definitely in her orbit.
“Asher, I…” She shook her head gently, and he felt a strange pinging sensation in his chest as he got lost in her gaze.
And then they were kissing again, her breasts tight against his chest as he laid back with her in his arms. Damn, he loved having her up close like this. He slid his palms over the smooth skin of her back, slipping into her silky hair as he kissed her deep.
“Duchess,” he panted when they came up for air. “I want inside you again.”
Fuck, he needed inside her again.
“Yes,” she purred. “Let me just get the—”
She shifted up to get another condom. He wasn’t watching her hands, though. Asher’s eyes were drawn to her throat, that string of white diamonds framing it elegantly. He trailed his fingertips along Duchess’s exposed skin, all the way down to the yellow gem hanging at the top of her breasts.
Those lovely breasts.
He traced the lines of her pink areolas, loving the juxtaposition between her smooth, creamy skin and her pearled nipples. Loving the way her breasts lifted as she reached over to the table.
“Here we go.” Duchess smiled triumphantly, holding up a new packet.
“I can do that.”
