Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 77046 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 385(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77046 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 385(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
I moaned as he pumped his fingers inside me, the feel of his powerful body behind me driving me wild as he leaned over, his lips at my ear as he teased me. “You do this to me,” I managed to say, breathless as he increased his pace.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said, his tongue darting out to tease the shell of my ear. “So responsive. I love it. I love you.” He plunged in deeper with those words, curling his fingers in a way that had a white-hot knot tightening inside me.
“Asher,” I moaned, arching back into that touch, riding his hand.
He nudged his knees between my thighs, spreading me wider, causing my breasts to sink against the mattress even more as he took full control. He kissed my back again, his teeth slightly grazing my sensitive skin as he pumped and worked me toward that edge, owning every inch of my body like it was his to command.
I rocked into his fingers, chasing that sensation, feeling it right there on the cusp of my being. My muscles clenched as I moved against his hand…
“I feel you there,” he said in my ear, his warm breath sending delightful shivers over my skin. “Fuck, Daisy. You’re so slick. I want to feel you come around my fingers.”
“God,” I said as he curled those fingers, the heel of his palm putting pressure on my clit, sparking that white-hot knot into an explosion that zapped down my spine and across my body. “Asher,” I moaned as my orgasm sliced through me, my entire body shaking as it buzzed along every nerve ending.
Asher kissed my back again, then gently slid his fingers out of me, and turned me onto my back before I could even catch my breath. “Perfection,” he said. “You’re absolute perfection.” He slid off his boxer-briefs, rolled a condom on, and parted my thighs with his hands. He lined himself up with my already aching center, the head of his hard cock teasing me through my wetness.
He hovered above me, gliding his thick length through my slickness, slow and brazen, his eyes lighting up whenever he wrenched a moan from my lips or I arched off the bed, trying to get more of him. A slow, sensual grin shaped his lips as he looked down at me, watching my every expression as he slid in an inch, then two, until finally he was seated to the hilt.
“You feel amazing,” I said, rolling my hips upward.
Asher shuddered from the move, bracing himself on his elbows, his mouth an inch from mine. “You feel like a dream,” he said, pulling out and sliding back in so agonizingly slow I whimpered.
He slanted his mouth over mine, the kiss slow and languid, like he had no intention of rushing any moment of this, regardless of how late in the night it was. It was like we were suspended in this moment of time where no one and nothing stood a chance at tearing us apart.
Asher slid one hand beneath my head, lifting me slightly so he could kiss me more deeply, a claiming sort of kiss that I felt in my soul.
I rolled my hips again, slowly riding his cock from beneath him, taking control while he focused on my mouth. I gasped between his lips, the slow, steady rhythm winding me into a thousand strings of crackling electricity on the cusp of igniting.
Each long stroke sent sparks along my soul.
Each searing kiss stole my breath.
Each time our bodies crashed together made my heart race.
Asher continued to take his time, slowly raking himself over that spot over and over again, until I couldn’t remember anything outside of him, outside of what he was doing to me.
And when he broke our kiss, just long enough to meet my gaze, sliding home again and grinding against that spot that had me seeing stars, I completely shattered around him. My back bowed off the bed, and he slipped his arm underneath me, holding me in that position as I came, his languid movements increasing with each thrust until he found his release inside me.
Slowly, he lowered me back to the bed, reclaiming my mouth.
“I love you,” I whispered the words between our kiss, and meant it with every ounce of my soul.
But my heart was still shaking from what I knew to be true.
That sometimes, love just wasn’t enough, no matter how much I wished it could be.
15
ASHER
The ballroom of the swanky hotel practically sparkled with all the gold and silver accents they’d brought in for the New Year’s Eve party I was currently hosting, thanks to a chip I’d lost about six months ago.
No expense had been spared, to include hiring live music and the best catering the east coast had to offer, though I could happily admit that I’d done that just to see Daisy’s eyes flutter shut as she practically moaned with each bite. Feeding her was the best part of my day…well, after making love to her.