“Fuck that. Nothing could hurt me while I have my tongue buried in your perfect cunt.”
I’m moaning and rubbing myself shamelessly against his mouth. I cry out his name, but it’s muffled by my palm still against my mouth.
He hums against me, and the sensation has me already close to losing my mind. The orgasm is already building low in my stomach, and I don’t know if I want this to stop.
“You going to soak my face when you come for me?” he asks before sucking so hard on my clit that I see stars.
“Maybe.” I doubt he can hear me from behind my hand, but my ears start ringing, and if he says anything else I can’t hear it because the release is consuming me.
I try to grab onto anything I can reach while coming so hard Iswear I have an out of body experience. Asher doesn’t slow down at all as he continues to work me through the orgasm.
When it fades, I’m overly sensitive, but he doesn’t stop. I whine, and try to lift up again. This time, he lets me. I look down to see a smirk on his wet lips. He licks them, and my knees feel so weak that I’m worried I may collapse on top of him.
He slides out from under me, crowding my space again. I look down at his mouth, wondering if he’s going to kiss me. I want to kiss him, I want to know how I taste on his lips. I’m scared to be the one to lean forward and close the small distance. I don’t know why. He just had his tongue buried inside me, but I’m hesitating.
“Fucking delicious,” he groans, his eyes locked on mine. His hair is disheveled and I want to mess it up even more.
“Don’t you want me to…you know.”
He smirks. “Not yet. When that happens, I want you to be able to answer who Rae is.”
“But…”
I don’t finish; he’s scooting back and opening the door to get out. I’m stunned, unsure how to feel as I pull my jeans back on. Part of me wants to feel used, but he’s not the one that got to come.
The other part of me wants to feel powerful; that just happened and even though he was the one commanding me, I held all the power.
As I get into the front and he starts the car, the biggest thought that hits me is a pang of guilt. My mind goes to Grayson and what am I going to do?
What if I want both of them?
There’s no way they would be okay with that. We grew up with Chandler and the guys, our family isn’t strangers to polyamory, but this is different. This is…us.
“Don’t overthink it.” Asher’s voice breaks through my internal struggle.
“I’m not,” I lie.
“It’s okay to have some fun sometimes.”
I scoff. “I know that.”
“Good. Having fun can be a good way to figure out who you are.” He winks, and I feel the need between my thighs again, despite the powerful orgasm he already gave me.
He’s wrong, but I won’t tell him that right now. I’ve been having fun, and still don’t know who I am. Unless he’s only talking about the type of fun we just had.
Too bad I don’t think that should happen again.
CHAPTER 15
Grayson
The game ends with the loud buzzer, and we celebrate. Since we’re the away team, the celebration isn’t like it is at home. Nothing is like winning on home ice. Still, everyone whoops and cheers as we go back into the locker room.
“Good game, guys,” Coach Mitchell isn’t overly animated. In fact, the way he says it sounds almost exactly like how he tells us to step it up next time. He’s a great coach, he’s just not one to coddle us. “Rest up, we have an early morning and one more stop before we’re back home.”
I ignore some of my teammates talking about going out anyway. The only plans I have include a hot shower and FaceTiming my best friend. I haven’t really talked to her much since she hung out with Asher. I don’t know why but the thought of her seeing him alone made me uneasy. I don’t know much about him other than he was a bit of an asshole when we were younger.
I just don’t trust him and what he could want with Rae.
