“That’s it, baby. I want to feel your pretty pussy fight to take all of me.”
Asher thrusts his hips, taking me as deep as he can. I whimper as he forces himself to fit, and the pain is bliss.
“You’re gonna usemenow, kitten.” His voice is a warning. “Do you understand?”
“Yes …” I say as heat coils in my core as he reaches up and grazes my cheek with his thumb.
“I’m gonna give you everything, I seeyoupretty girl …”
My eyes flutter open to study his; they’re maniacal and lust-crazed but it’s like he’s seeing my soul the way no one has before.
“You wantrough.” He pinches my clit between us, hard, and I almost come all over him on the spot. “You want me to claim this tight little pussy, don’t you?”
“Yes … please!”
He times his thrusting hips perfectly with mine, watching the way he fucks into me.
“Mmmm, yes … look at how pretty you are, taking my thick cock …”Thrust.
“… how you become the woman you were meant to be when you’re treated right.”Thrust.
“To remind you, I’ll still be dripping down these thighswhen you wake up baby …” His hands tighten their grip at the top of my legs.
“Fuck yes … please!” I cry. “That’s what I want!”
“Aye, that’s just what my dirty little slutwouldwant.”
With his next thrust he hits the spot inside me that makes me almost shatter.
“Christ …” he groans as I clench around him. And then he takes over for me because I’m too far gone. He works his hips with an expert pace, and I can’t keep up; each time he bottoms out, I lose a little more of myself to him. His hand slides from my hip to my hair as he angles my face to meet his eyes. He’s so big and overwhelming, I lose the ability to function as my orgasm begins to roll through me like a thunderous wave about to crash.
“Asher, I’m gonna come …” I moan out as I bury my face into the crook of his neck.
“Then come,” he orders with a deep growl. “Show me that I’m the only man who can fuck you into this desperate, whimpering mess.”
His depraved words are everything I’ve always needed as my legs tighten around him. And then I’m falling apart, coming so hard it’s like fireworks have ignited through my blood. I’m floating as my pussy tightens around him, and I’m crying out his name.
“Ah fuck… Atta girl, Liv. You’re so fucking good to me, now I want to hear my name when I fill this pretty pussy, got that kitten?”
“Yes! Asher …” his movements grow slower and deeper as his hands grip my ass so damn hard. I’m helpless to fight it, helpless to anything but his words, existing in the perfect way he fucks me. Everything comes crashing down, but then the heat coils again as if I have no control over my own body and I cry his name out again.
“Olivia …” He groans my name like a prayer as he spillsinto me, wrenching another orgasm from me in the process. This feeling between us reaches out and grips me in an iron chokehold as we fall apart, together until all I feel is his warmth all around me, and inside me.
I wind my fingers through his dark hair, clinging to him as his movements slow and his breathing softens. This feeling isn’t temporary and it has nothing to do with my hormones. This feeling is terrifying. I’m falling in love with the father of my child, and I have no idea if he can ever truly be mine.
CHAPTER 48
Asher
“That’s the thing with all this girly shit. The plot’s so fucking obvious.”
“Yes, but we love it. And I think you love it.” Olivia kisses my lips. She’s right. I do. And I never want it to end.
“And it’s notthatpredictable,” she adds. “It’ll be a happily ever after, you wait and see,” I tell Olivia as we watch the movie she chose:The Ugly Truth.So far, Gerard Butler’s character in this movie has been a dud. But by the last third, I find myself oddly rooting for him to get his shit together and win over the girl. I reach over and take a bite of Olivia’s ice cream straight out of the carton. She tugs it away. “You just said you didn’t like chocolate cherry.”
“It’s growing on me.” I take another scoop and pop it in my mouth, along with a final bite of a chocolate cupcake from the batch Olivia made the other day, then lean back against my pillows resting against the headboard. We’re naked in my bed after the shower where she let me wash all that beautiful hair; it’s so thick and soft, so vibrant and such a stark contrast to my scarred, inked hands.Christ, even this woman’s hair makes mehard.
“Just keep this stocked for the next few months and you’ll remain firmly in my good books, Reed.”
