Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33691 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33691 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
“But I’m your jerk.” His finger slips through the folds of my sex. He lazily rubs my clit. What the heck does that mean? He’s my jerk?
“You’re not a jerk, I take that back. You’re an asshole,” I moan. He’s teasing me.
“You say the sweetest things to me, love.”
I moan again. I’m not sure if it’s from his fingers on my clit or him calling me love.
“Asher,” I breathe his name, wanting him to give me what I need.
“Yes?”
“Please.”
“How can I say no when you ask so nicely?” He shifts, moving over me. My legs spread wide to make room for him as he claims my mouth in a kiss. I moan into his mouth as I lift my hips. His cock grinds into my sex. A groan comes from him before he pulls his mouth from mine. “Why can’t I stay away from you? What have you done to me? You’re driving me insane.” He claims my mouth again before I can form a response. Not that I have one. All I can think of is him giving me pleasure and the fact that he just admitted that he can’t stay away from me. I don’t even know what to do with that information.
His mouth slips down my body. I watch, unable to look away as he kisses me all over. When he sucks my nipple into his mouth, my back bows off the bed. All I can think about is him doing that to my clit.
“Asher.” I start to beg, the ache between my thighs growing with each second that passes.
“I’m savoring every second of this. I think it’s going to be a fight to get it again,” he says as he slips farther down my body. “Why are you bare?” He kisses the top of my mound. “Answer me.”
“I like the way it feels,” I admit.
“That makes two of us. I can see your little clit poking out, begging for my attention.”
“Oh God.” I moan. Can one orgasm from words alone? This is going to be embarrassing.
“It’s Asher, love. Told you once already.” He blows against my clit.
“Asher, please. Why are you doing this to me?”
He glances up, his eyes locking with mine. “I want you to need me.”
My stomach flutters. What is happening between us?
“I want you.” I lift my hips, but he only pulls back so I can’t grind my sex against his face.
“Need,” he corrects as he finally lowers his mouth to me. His tongue slides through the folds of my sex. I grip the sheets, needing something to hold on to. That felt way too good, and I think he’s only getting started.
His tongue circles my clit before he flattens it out to give me the pressure I needed. My orgasm comes quickly, my body flooding with pleasure. Asher doesn’t stop, though. He slides his tongue down farther, thrusting it in and out, drinking up every drop of me.
But he’s not done. He proceeds to come back up again to tease my clit. He lets out a loud groan as he licks and sucks me. The bed jerks, and I realize he is thrusting his hips into the mattress, needing some relief himself. Is he really that turned on? That only spurs on my desire as he pushes me toward another orgasm. His mouth is relentless.
“Asher,” I breathe, another orgasm about to hit me. He pulls back. “No!” I start to protest, but it’s cut off when he kisses me. I taste myself on his lips.
Then I feel it. His bare cock grinding against my clit. He’s got his hand between us, dragging the head back and forth on my clit. His mouth never leaves mine. Even when I start to come again. He smothers my moans of pleasure.
I melt into the bed. My whole body is abuzz. Asher keeps working his cock between us. This is all too much but in the best of ways.
“Molly,” he groans my name, slipping the head of his cock inside of me.
I try to lift my hips, inviting him in more. The ache to be filled is still there even as my body hums with pleasure. But he keeps me pinned in place.
Warmth explodes inside of me. He pulls back, pulling his cock from me and begins to jerk it. I swear I could come again just watching him. Cum drips out, landing on my sex, coating me in his release before he collapses on top of me. His big body pushes me deeper into the bed. Our heavy breathing fills the room.
“What have I done?” I hear him mutter. I tense under him.
“Molly?” A knock sounds at my door. I push on Asher. He only lifts his head and kisses me, which confuses me more after what he muttered a second ago before he sits up.