Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 73225 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73225 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
“Do it,” I tell him as he pins me to the mattress.
“Charlotte, I’ve wanted you so badly. So fucking much. I probably won’t be able to be gentle. Heard?”
I quickly blink up at him. “Fine, okay.”
He trails a hand up my side, his body already taut with desire. “You look absolutely irresistible in this,” he murmurs, voice low and rough. “Which makes it such a shame…”
I arch an eyebrow. “A shame what?”
His lips curve into a wicked smile. “That I’m going to ruin it.” Without warning, he grips the waistband of my panties and yanks them free in one swift motion. The fabric slides away, and I laugh—breathy and delighted.
“Asher,” I tease, “I could have taken that off myself.”
He leans in, eyes dark with promise. “Maybe,” he whispers against my skin, “but it’s so much hotter this way.”
I have to agree, but instead I tug him closer, wanting his lips on me. “Kiss me,” I whisper, and he indulges me.
He deepens the kiss, his body rocking against me. “Fuck,” he says, unzipping his jeans. “I need all this clothing off. Now.” He quickly stands by the edge of the bed, and removes his clothing in seconds flat. He arches a brow at me. “That means you too, Charlotte. I want to see skin. More of it.”
I sit up, arching my back as I lift the lingerie and fling it across the room.
Asher catches it effortlessly, his smirk slow and knowing. He dips his head, studying me like I’m some prized possession. “That’s perfect,” he rasps, voice raw with need. “I love it when you do exactly as I say.”
I trace the curve of my breast. “Then, sir,” I murmur, pressing the title between my lips, “give me another command.”
The instant I finish that last syllable, his eyes blaze. He strides to the bed with deliberate power, each footstep heavy, echoing in the hush. His heat washes over me as he hovers on the edge, chest rising and falling with controlled breaths.
I lift a brow, smiling up at him. “Sir,” I repeat softly, the word curling around us like an invitation.
He leans in, fingers grazing my hip, sending bright sparks through my veins. His voice is a low growl. “You will obey me. Do you understand?”
My pulse drums in my ears as I nod, the word almost slipping past my lips in a breathless rush. “Yes… sir.”
He draws back just enough to admire me, that fierce intensity in his gaze melting into a slow, predatory grin. “Good girl,” he whispers, and the promise in his voice ignites something deep within me.
Right now I’d do anything he could ever ask of me. I trust him. I admire him. I completely want him.
He kneels onto the floor, tugging at me to pull me closer to the edge of the bed. “Spread these fucking legs for me.”
My face flushes bright pink with need. “Yes, sir,” I say, doing exactly as he demanded.
His eyes glaze over as he positions himself between my spread thighs. “I’ve been dreaming about eating this pussy for days. I bet you taste as good as I’ve imagined.”
I glance down at him, my fingers tracing the line of his jaw. “There’s only one way to find out.”
He smiles before lowering his head, and pushing his tongue through my slippery heat. He tugs me an inch closer, his nose making contact with my clit as he pulses his tongue deep inside me. He licks up my seam, ending at my clit, nibbling slowly as he continues the circuit once more.
I grip onto his hair, my fingers holding him as close as possible to me. “Oh my god,” I call out.
He glances up momentarily. “Sweetheart, god ain’t making you feel this good. It’s all me, and this is better than any heaven you can imagine.”
I smile. “Oh, Asher,” I say, my eyes squeezing shut as I flop back onto the mattress, letting Asher have his wicked way with me.
He’s right. This is better than any heaven I could ever possibly think of. It’s hotter too. Way hotter.
19
Asher
The way Charlotte clings to me makes me want to eat her pussy that much harder. I flick my tongue over her clit, and focus all my attention there as I push a finger deep inside her. She’s tight as fuck, and I catalog that away for later.
When I fuck her, I’ll have to go slowly at first. I’ll have to give her time to acclimate to my size. I’m not trying to be an arrogant asshole about the size of my dick, I just know it’s bigger than most.
That the size of my cock compared to the tightness of her pussy is going to be a tight fit.
My eyes squeeze shut at the thought of being inside her. At fucking this tight heat.
Charlotte continues to moan as I try to push another finger inside her. Fuck.