Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 14267 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 71(@200wpm)___ 57(@250wpm)___ 48(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 14267 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 71(@200wpm)___ 57(@250wpm)___ 48(@300wpm)
“On your knees.” He rolls me over and then drags my hips back, helping me into position on my knees. When he runs his tongue straight up my wet center, my elbows give out and I rest my head on the bed while he devours me.
His fingers dig into my hips, gripping to hold me still while his lips and tongue drive me insane. I barely notice when he lines his erection up with my opening and slowly slides forward. Once he bottoms out, he slowly drags his hard cock almost out before slamming back into me.
As the speed of his thrusts increases, I dig my fingers into the thick comforter to hold on for the wild ride.
When he reaches around me and presses hard on my clit, I see fireworks behind my closed eyelids as an orgasm blasts through me. Asher doesn’t even slow his thrusts as one climax rolls into another.
He suddenly pulls away and rolls me onto my back then slams back deep with one powerful thrust. I lose track of time while his lovemaking blows my mind.
I lose track of how many orgasms I’ve had as Asher spends the rest of the night making love to me. By the time he finally allows me to fall asleep, it’s almost time for the sun to rise. Shoot. Getting up for my early morning breakfast with the girls is going to suck so much. I don’t care though; the night with Asher was totally worth it.
"We need to talk." Ireland strolls into the mostly deserted restaurant and sits across the table from me.
"It's too early to talk," I groan and reach for my orange juice, hoping the sugar infusion will help my tired body and sore lady parts. "Can't we just eat in silence?" So I can recover from my overachieving superstar’s enthusiastic lovemaking? Wait, did I say that out loud? I glance around the table, and none of my friends seem shocked, so I breathe a sigh of relief. The next time someone recommends meeting for breakfast, I’m going to insist we make it lunch.
"Late night?" Chastity snorts.
A blush moves across my face as I admit, "Very late and very interesting." That’s a freaking understatement.
Chastity holds her hand out for a high-five, and I use the last of my energy reserve to smack my palm to hers while the other girls at the table laugh at us.
"I bet mine was more interesting," Ireland mumbles, "Considering I freaking got married."
Surely, I heard her wrong. As I glance around the table and see shock mirrored on everyone’s faces, I realize my exhausted mind isn’t making things up.
"Say that again," Shelby demands.
"I'm pretty sure you heard her right," Dani cuts in.
"Uh-huh." Resa’s brown eyes widen.
When Ireland pulls her hand out of her pocket and flashes a huge rock, I hiss, "Holy freaking shiitake," and grab her hand for a closer look.
"How the heck did you get married?" Chastity asks.
"It's a long story."
"We've got time." Shelby seems calm for someone whose younger sister just announced she just got married.
"I drank too much tequila and suggested it, so Crue woke up a judge and a jeweler and made it happen," Ireland blurts out.
"Of course, he did," Dani snorts. "He's kind of a bulldozer when he wants something, isn't he?"
"He's not that bad." Ireland frowns.
"Uh, really?" I laugh and hold up her hand to display the evidence for everyone. "He woke up a freaking judge, Ireland."
"And a jeweler," Resa adds before the waiter walks up and interrupts us.
"Was Crue drunk?" Chastity asks once the waiter walks away.
"No," Ireland admits. A few months ago, all of this would’ve seemed crazy, but nothing shocks me anymore.
"Oh my," Chastity whispers.
"I know! What am I going to do?"
"Enjoy it?" Shelby explains. "I may have talked to him yesterday after you guys hung out. He had hearts in his eyes over you."
"Clearly," I add my two cents. "He woke up a judge."
"And a jeweler," Resa, Dani, and Chastity say at the same time and then crack up.
It takes some doing, but we manage to convince our friend that she shouldn’t pass up this opportunity with the man of her dreams. When said man shows up and makes his feelings very clear, we know without a doubt that our friend doesn’t stand a chance of escaping her very determined new husband.
Chapter 7
Asher
While I’ve been pussyfooting around waiting for the right moment to put a ring on my goddess’ finger, fucking Crue not only put a huge ass rock on Ireland’s finger, but he also married her ass the first night they meet.
Well, I’m not going to let him show me up, so I get busy arranging to put an even bigger diamond on my goddess’ finger.
Shelby does me a solid and arranges for me to have one night off while the rest of the band moves on to the next city. Then I slip out while I’m supposed to be in the band meeting and head over to the same jeweler Crue used to invest in a big ass diamond.