Asher slides his hands up my torso, not stopping until he’s cupping the sides of my face. He claims my mouth with his as he drains the air from my lungs. I have no idea where our future will lead, but I’m willing to take the plunge with him. After all, you never know what will happen if you don’t take the risk.
And Asher is most definitely worth the risk.
His tongue slides along the seam of my lips, parting them before he slips inside. His tongue slides along mine before tangling together. We’re caught up in the moment, our own little dance as our mouths move together, melting into one. Asher kisses me deeper until my head is spinning and he leaves me breathless.
Abruptly pulling away, his eyes bounce back and forth between mine as he holds the sides of my face. “I need you, Sydney. So fucking badly.”
“Then take what you need, Asher,” I breathe, my chest rising and falling with each shallow breath I take. My head is swimming, my heart pounding, as he stares back at me like he’s seeing me for the first time.
He releases the sides of my face and he slides his hands down my torso before wrapping his arms around my ass. He lifts up onto his knees, taking me with him as I wrap my legs around his waist. Asher spins us both around on the bed before he lowers me down onto the mattress.
What started out as slow and gentle—sweet and tender—quickly becomes a race to the finish line. Asher lifts me up, just far enough to slide my shirt up over my head before tossing it onto the floor. His hands reach around my back, unclasping my bra before he pulls it away from my body, fully exposing my breasts, and discards that as well.
Lying on my back, I stare up at him as he reaches behind his neck and grabs his shirt. He pulls it over his head and throws it with the other clothes discarded on the floor. The moonlight that shines through his bedroom window casts the perfect amount across his body and my eyes travel along the planes of his abdomen and chest.
Staring at Asher as he looks down at me on the bed, I’m still in shock that this is where we are right now. Fuck the friendship we tried so hard to preserve. I’m ready for more with him and to see where all of this goes.
“I just need to know one thing,” Asher murmurs as he slides his fingers under the waistband of my sweatpants. He lifts his eyes to mine as he slowly begins to drag them down my thighs, pulling them past my calves and feet, before dropping them onto the floor.
“Anything,” I breathe, my chest rising and falling with every rapid breath as it feels like he’s stealing the oxygen from the room. His presence literally takes up everything and I’m entirely consumed by him.
Asher hooks his fingers underneath the waistband of my panties and repeats the same movements, pulling them down my legs until I’m completely naked. I feel completely exposed, his gaze cutting past my skin and deep into my soul.
“Are you mine, Sydney?”
I stare up at him. “Yes.”
“I’m not talking about just in this moment,” he says softly, as he slips out of his own sweatpants and boxers and leaves them on the floor by his feet. “I want you to be my girl. I want the entire fucking world to know you’re mine.”
“Then tell them,” I challenge him, sitting up as I reach for him. He meets me halfway, climbing onto the bed as he lightly pushes me back onto the bed. “I’m yours, Asher. You have my entire heart and soul.”
A fire burns in his eyes as he spits into his hand and wraps it around his cock, using his own saliva as lube. He settles back between my legs, hovering above me. “Good,” he murmurs as he slowly pushes his cock inside me. “Because you have every piece of me.”
His mouth drops down to mine as he steals my breath away once again. Wrapping my legs and arms around him, I hold on to him tightly as he begins to shift his hips, working his way inside me. This feels exactly where he belongs and he’s worked his way into my heart and soul. And I’m certain I never want him to leave.
Asher fills me to the brim, his cock deep inside me as he begins to move with me. He props himself up on his forearm as he slides his hand through my hair, gripping close to my scalp. His other hand slides down to my hip and his fingertips dig into my skin as he pins me in place. A warmth spreads through me and it’s from him… it’s all about him.
Thrust after thrust, he dives deeper inside me and I feel like I could come apart at the seams. I love this connection between us, as if nothing else in the world matters. Everything around us just has a way of fading away and we’re the only thing that matters. This love we have between us—the one we’ve ignored for far too long.
Only now we can’t ignore it any longer. And it’s time we both let it completely consume us.
Asher pulls away from me, still inside me as he grabs my thighs and pulls them up toward him. He positions himself on his knees with my legs flat against his chest, my feet hooking around the back of his neck. A mischievous grin tugs on the corners of his lips as he slides his hand around the front, reaching between us.
Planting his palm against my groin, his thumb finds my clit. He applies the perfect amount of pressure as he rolls his thumb over the small bundle of nerves. The feeling alone of him inside me while playing with me has my eyes rolling backward in my head. Wrapping one of his arms around my thigh, he lifts my ass in the air as he straightens his spine while still on his knees.
After a few more thrusts, he begins to really pound into me, his balls slapping against my ass as he continues to roll his thumb around my clit. He strokes my insides with his cock, hitting all the right places as he plays me with his fingers like a skilled pianist stroking the ivory keys.
A warmth begins to spread across the bottom of my stomach and I can feel my orgasm building with every thrust inside me. I don’t know which is driving me crazier—his cock pounding into me or his thumb rolling around my clit. Either way, he’s pushing me closer and closer to the edge and I don’t know how much longer I’m going to be able to hold on.
“Goddamn, babe,” he groans, thrusting into me again. “Your pussy is gripping me so fucking tightly right now.”
“I’m close,” I moan as he presses harder against my clit, rolling his thumb in a circular motion. “So fucking close.”
Asher stares down at me, a fire burning in his hooded gaze as he doesn’t slow the movements of his hips. “Come for me, Sydney,” he orders, his voice hoarse and thick with need. “Come all over my cock.”
A moan slips from my lips, my eyes rolling back in my head as my orgasm hits me like a fucking earthquake. It completely takes over my body, tearing through me as I shatter around his cock. He continues to thrust into me, still playing with my clit as my legs shake. I’m falling deep into the abyss of ecstasy and I’m not sure I’ll ever resurface from this. I’m not sure I ever want to even if I could.
Asher isn’t far behind me, thrusting into me once more with my name on his lips as he loses himself in me. He doesn’t bother to pull out as he fills me with his cum. I’m still riding out my orgasm with every nerve in my body, feeling like it’s on fire. Asher slows down, thrusting into me once more as he completely empties himself inside me.
He pulls his hand away from my clit, grabbing my thighs with both of his hands as he gently lowers my ass back onto the mattress. He slowly pulls out of me and I instantly feel his absence, even though I’m filled with his warmth. A lazy grin forms on his lips as he stares down at me for a moment before rising off the bed.
We’re both breathless as he collapses onto the mattress beside me. Rolling onto my side, I face him, my gaze finding his. He reaches out, brushing a piece of hair away from my face, and tucks it behind my ear.
“I never want this to end,” I whisper, feeling overcome with emotion as the new situation we’re in hits me. I love Asher and the thought of the future still has me scared.
“This is just the beginning, beautiful,” he murmurs, his eyes shining at me.
I stare back at him. “The beginning of what?”
Asher smiles back at me and his eyes are filled with nothing but love.
“Our forever.”
