Chapter 15
Sierra
“Shower,” I said when Asher carried me into his bedroom. “Just for a minute. I want to rinse the hot tub chemicals off me.”
There was a soft glow from the lamp at the side of the bed, but the bathroom was completely dark.
Asher’s blackout shades would plunge the room into total darkness once that lamp was extinguished.
My body was already primed for Asher, but I didn’t want this to happen when my skin was covered in stinky chemicals.
God, I could hardly believe that Asher Remington was going to take me to bed, but I didn’t regret offering.
I felt like I’d wanted him forever, and what I’d said was true.
We were both mature adults, and if we wanted to share our bodies without complications, we should be able to do it.
Yes, he was my boss, but we’d figure it out as we went along.
I’d never done anything like this before, but I’d never wanted a man the way I wanted Asher Remington.
“We’ll take our time,” Asher said as he lowered my feet to the floor in the bathroom.
He closed the bathroom door enough so the room was only slightly illuminated, just enough so Asher and I didn’t bump into each other.
My core clenched. “You’re going to shower with me?”
It was going to kill me not to explore his naked body, but that didn’t stop me from wanting him naked.
He nipped the sensitive skin of my neck as he asked huskily near my ear, “Do you really think I’d let you go alone right now?”
The warmth of his breath wafted over my earlobe, and my entire body shivered. “I don’t know,” I said shakily. “I’m sorry that I want it to be dark—”
“Don’t,” he rasped against my neck. “Don’t ever fucking apologize for asking me for something you need.
You should know by now that I’m not a guy who isn’t going to respect boundaries or understand those boundaries.
I have scars of my own, Sierra. This suits me just fine for right now.
Tell me what you want and I’ll go through hell to give it to you. ”
Tears filled my eyes as I tilted my head back reflexively, wanting him to have whatever access he wanted to my body.
How had I ever gotten lucky enough to get close to this man, to have him want me as much as I wanted him?
And how had no other woman ever realized how incredible and giving he was?
I honestly didn’t know Asher’s entire history, but my instincts told me that he probably hadn’t been with a woman in a long time because of his aversion to touch.
“It’s been a long time for me,” he verified hoarsely as he lowered the straps of my bathing suit. “I don’t have a condom, so this isn’t going to end with my cock buried inside you, but I’ll make it so good for you that you aren’t going to care.”
It took me a moment to register exactly what he was saying. “No,” I whispered as he reached out to turn on the shower. “I need you, Asher. I won’t get pregnant, and I haven’t been with anyone for a long time, either. I’m clean. I get that you might not want to trust me—”
“I trust you.” He pulled my swimsuit down with a powerful tug, then lowered it down my legs until I could kick it off. “I’m clean, too. Fuck, Sierra! If this happens bare, I won’t last.”
“I don’t care,” I said as I shook my head.
I just wanted to feel this man possessing me in the most elemental way possible.
I had just enough light to see when he pushed his swim trunks down his legs and kicked them off before he gripped my hand and pulled me into the shower.
I hissed as the warm water washed over my skin, every nerve in my body reactive at the moment.
“I care,” Asher said harshly before his mouth came down on mine with a fierceness that took my breath away.
I leaned into him when he wrapped his arms around my waist, but I forced myself not to yank him closer.
I opened to him, savoring the bold way he claimed my mouth.
It was obvious to me that Asher liked control, and I didn’t think that dominance was completely due to his PTSD.
I kissed him back with the same hunger, more than happy to let him have his way.
He was probably going to hold back because I’d told him that I didn’t like to be restrained, and I was almost sorry that I’d mentioned my preferences.
I wasn’t so sure I’d dislike anything this man did to my body.
Asher backed me up until my skin hit the tile behind me and crowded me against the wall as his embrace became more and more primal.
I moaned against his mouth, and my palms slapped against the tile.
I had to find a way not to touch him, not to explore every inch of his skin.
“Fuck this!” he rasped, like he was in pain, as soon as he released my mouth. “Touch me, Sierra. I’d die before I’d hurt you, and I want your hands on me.”
My heart squeezed inside my chest.
I wasn’t, not for one moment, afraid that Asher would hurt me, not even with a reflexive reaction.
My body tensed, more afraid of me hurting him than of him hurting me.
He reached down, took my hands, and placed them on his chest. “Touch. Me,” he growled.
“Asher,” I said on a breathless moan as my palms slid down his wet, taut body.
His muscles were tight, but I didn’t think it was revulsion that he was feeling.
“You’re such a beautiful man,” I told him, my voice awed as my hands explored his six-pack abs.
I went slowly, letting him get used to my touch.
I made my way back up his body and ran my hands over his powerful biceps.
“Okay?” I said in a hesitant voice.
“More than okay,” he said in an aroused male voice that sent chills down my spine.
He wants this. He really wants me to touch him.
Not only did he want it, but it turned him on, too.
Something somersaulted in my belly, and I finally wrapped my arms around his neck.
This gorgeous man trusted me enough to let me touch him, and it was the most incredible gift I’d ever been given.
I let out a long sigh that I felt in my entire body as Asher ran his hands up my body until he was cupping my breasts.
“Perfect,” he said as he pinched my nipples just hard enough to make my core clench viciously. “I don’t know what scars you have, sweetheart, but you’ll never be anything other than flawless to me.”
I sucked in a sharp breath, every nerve in my body firing as he toyed with my breasts.
“Same,” I panted, my body catching fire as Asher brushed one of his hands down my body until he could slip his fingers between my trembling thighs.
I shuddered as his fingers slid through my wet heat.
Nothing could ever make this man less desirable to me, either.
Never.
I startled when Asher slammed his hand down on the water control and turned it off. “I think the hot tub chemicals are gone,” he said in a guttural voice as he tugged me out of the shower.
“You’re wet,” he informed me as he grabbed a towel and started to dry our bodies. “I want to taste that gorgeous pussy. Now.”
“What?” I squeaked.
The room was almost completely dark, but I could still feel his eyes on me.
“You heard me,” he replied. “My head between your beautiful thighs right now until you’re screaming my name in a damn blissful orgasm.”
My core spasmed in agreement, but I sputtered, “You c-can’t. I c-can’t.”
“Oh, you can, gorgeous,” he said with amusement in his voice as he picked me up and carried me to his bed. He switched off the lamp as soon as he got to the bed. “And I definitely can. I’ve fucking fantasized about it enough times.”
I let out a tense breath as he lowered my body onto the sheets.
Relax, Sierra. This man is like nothing you’ve ever experienced before. You can’t compare him to anyone else. He’s not going to hurt you.
I wanted exactly what he’d described more than I wanted to take another breath, but…
“I’ve never…” I babbled.
“Never had sex?” Asher asked in a concerned tone.
“No,” I said, frustrated. “I’m not a virgin, but I’ve never…”
God, I was completely mortified right now.
I shouldn’t be.
I was a grown woman.
But I was a thirty-seven-year-old woman who hadn’t had a lot of sexual adventure in my life.
I slapped my forehead. “Kill me now.”
“Not happening,” Asher said in a teasing voice as his nude body came down on mine. “I have other plans right now. Take a deep breath, Sierra.”
I obeyed, but it felt more like I was gasping for air because Asher lowered his head and captured one of my nipples in his hot mouth.
“Oh, God,” I moaned, my head falling back against the pillow.
My body was so ramped up that everything he did felt like an erotic first for me.
He nipped and teased my breasts until I felt like I couldn’t breathe.
“Asher,” I whimpered.
“Relax, Sierra,” Asher urged as he slid down my body, his tongue running over my skin until he reached my pussy.
I tried again to take a deep breath, but I moaned when Asher spread my legs wider and buried his face between my thighs.
The sensation of his hot tongue sliding from the bottom to the top of my pussy sent me into a tailspin of pleasure.
I panted as he explored, his mouth latching onto me like he never planned on letting go.
He devoured me, groaning against my flesh as he ate my pussy like it was critical to his survival.
I couldn’t stop myself from gripping his hair, hanging on for dear life as my body reacted to the decadent sensations I’d never experienced before.
It wasn’t enough.
It was too much.
It was everything I’d never understood about someone pleasuring my body until I was ready to implode.
“Asher,” I crooned as I lifted my hips, greedy for every sensation.
I felt lost in the feel of his tongue on my sensitized pussy.
“Asher!” I said in an urgent voice as he put more attention on my clit, nipping the sensitive bud with just enough pressure to make me really feel my impending orgasm.
I was close.
So. Damn. Close.
“Yes,” I panted as he put pressure on my clit until I felt like I was going to lose my mind. “Please.”
I wanted to come so badly that my entire body was quaking with need.
My world narrowed until all I could focus on was the intense pleasure that was swamping my body.
“Asher!” I screamed as my orgasm slammed into my body with a force I’d never experienced before.
My hips bucked when he slid his fingers inside my body until my core clenched around them violently.
“Oh, God, Asher!” I called out with a wild abandon that I didn’t know I was capable of until this very moment.
I swore I saw stars as I closed my eyes and let my climax take control of me.
I had no choice but to ride the waves of pleasure until I couldn’t do anything except wallow in sweet release.
“Asher,” I whispered fiercely as my body started to come back down.
He slowly removed his fingers from me, and he made sure I could hear it as he licked every drop of my juices from those fingers.
Asher obviously wasn’t a man afraid to embrace the erotic and sensual, and it was the sexiest thing I’d ever experienced.
My body was still shaking, and I was trying to catch my breath when Asher’s big body slid up mine until he could kiss me.
I wrapped my arms him, savoring the taste of myself on his lips.
“Fuck me, Asher,” I pleaded when he finally released my lips.
I’d just had a massive orgasm, but the need to feel him bury himself inside me was unrelenting.
He shifted his body until it was between my thighs, and I knew I was about to get exactly what I wanted.