Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 102177 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 511(@200wpm)___ 409(@250wpm)___ 341(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 102177 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 511(@200wpm)___ 409(@250wpm)___ 341(@300wpm)
“Want to go to bed?” he murmured, his voice holding erotic promise that made me squirm. His hand ran up and down my hip.
“Yes,” I said immediately, hungry for him.
He chuckled. “Say your goodbyes,” he ordered softly.
Rosie, who had been watching avidly, waved her hand. “Oh, don’t you worry about trivial things such as goodbyes. You crazy kids go and have some fun.” She winked at me.
I giggled. I liked Rosie. I felt a connection with her. She was easy to talk to, and she didn’t mind I didn’t say much as she did enough talking for the both of us.
I did a little lame wave at Gwen and Cade as Asher began to drag me off. Cade grinned and lifted his chin. Gwen flat out smiled and blew me a kiss. A warm feeling settled in my chest, one that chased away the weight. These people were a family, and they were welcoming me into it like it was nothing. Like I belonged.
“I’ve had a beer too many, babe. I’m not gonna be able to drive us back to your place. I don’t want to risk my precious cargo,” Asher informed me as he led us through the common area into a quieter hallway. One I hadn’t been in for three years. One that held memories, both good and bad.
He opened the door to his room, gently leading me inside.
“You okay, flower?” he asked me with concern when he closed the door.
I knew he was referring to my asthma. My anxiety in situations like this. His eyes had been on me all night when he wasn’t by my side. Worried, protective, alert to swoop in and save me if need be. I didn’t want that right now. I didn’t need to be looked at like I was an unexploded grenade. I wanted to just be looked at. So I crossed the distance between us and fastened my mouth to his.
My boldness paid off as his arms fastened around me, and he returned my fevered kiss with an intensity that told me fire had lurked under his concerned gaze all night.
I pulled my head back, hazy from the kiss. My eyes locked on chocolate irises, dark with desire.
“I want you,” I declared throatily.
His arms tightened around me, one squeezing my ass firmly. “You’ve got me,” he growled.
“I want you,” I repeated. My hand moved to the hard length covered in denim, surprising myself with my boldness. His eyes flared. “I want to taste you,” I continued.
His body stilled and his jaw turned hard. “Taste away, flower,” he said, voice thick with desire.
I grinned and pushed him against the door. He let himself be pushed, eyes never leaving mine. I kissed his throat, my hands massaging him above his jeans as I did so. He hissed out a breath. I moved my hands to the edge of his cut, pushing it off his shoulders and letting it fall to the floor. I looked at him through my lashes and trailed my hands down his tee, feeling the hardness of his muscles underneath. I didn’t move my eyes from his as I grasped the bottom of his tee.
“Arms up,” I commanded softly.
Asher’s eyes darkened even more, as he did as I commanded, silently.
My entire body was pulsing with desire, I felt high off the control I already felt I had.
I trailed my hand across his bare abs, running my fingertips across the ridges. I bent and followed my fingers with my mouth, running soft kisses along his stomach. I moved down slowly, taking my time, savoring the moment. When I finally freed him from his jeans, I didn’t hesitate, didn’t worry about whether my inexperience would hinder me, or that Asher would be disappointed, I went in.
“Lily,” he hissed out when I fastened my lips around him. His hands went to my head, raking through my hair and freeing it from its bun.
I didn’t stop, didn’t slow at his movement.
“Fuck,” he muttered as I continued, trailing my tongue along the underside of his length.
The power I felt intensified, my arousal pulsing through my entire body. I itched to touch myself, to give myself relief, but I focused on Asher.
He put gentle pressure on my head. “Babe, you got to stop. Unless you want me in your mouth,” he declared roughly.
I stopped and gazed up at him, relishing the cords pulsing in his neck, the fact I was responsible for this.
“I want to taste you,” I repeated my earlier sentiment.
His eyes blazed as I went back to my job.
“Fuck,” he ground out, his hands raking through my hair.
I felt his entire body tense as his yelled my name and emptied himself into my mouth. I swallowed everything he gave me without hesitation. When he was finished, I slowly pulled back, wiping my mouth. Asher’s hands circled my jaw gently and he gazed down at me in disbelief.