Then Asher stuck his tongue between his lips and drew it in a long, slow circle, from one side of his mouth to the other. A thread of saliva followed, and when he made a soft whimpering noise at the end, his lips were glossy.
My cock leapt to full attention. For a second, I floated into the fantasy, Rory’s hand firm and assuring on my shoulder.
And then I panicked.
“Well, thank you for coming over!” I said quickly.
Asher startled. “Oh, you need to get to bed? If you do—”
“No worries,” I cut him off, returning to the table and starting to grab empty plates at random. “We’ll clean up! It’s part of the hosting experience, after all. I didn’t say you should come by to enjoy dinner and then wash our dishes, did I?” I forced a laugh, then almost fumbled the plates.
Rory gave me a look I was very familiar with, theYou okay there, Frankie?I got from him when I was getting ahead of myself. I caught the signal and took a deep breath. “I mean, I’m not trying to rush you out the door, of course.”
“We do have Ava coming back in the morning, though,” Rory added, smoothing things over for me. “So yes, we should start preparing for bed soon.”
“Too bad,” Asher said with a shrug. “With how great dinner and dancing were, I was sure something unforgettable was next.”
