CHAPTER 14
Asher
“ N ot easy to find …” Olivia mutters back, licking her lips, completely unaware of how fucking perfect she is.
Her gaze is stunned, needy, in a way that instantly makes my dick stand to attention. A shallow inhale through her rosebud lips has me ready to bend her heart-shaped ass right over this bar and drive my cock deep while I fist those thick coppery waves.
It’s been too long for me because, aside from Olivia, no one has interested me.
I had my share of women before I came here, too many.
All too willing to be with James Donovan’s son, heir to the throne, a promise of wealth and power.
But those women never realized they’d be selling their soul to the devil.
They’d live at his beck and call only to escape when he was done with them.
“Asher?” Olivia whispers my name, her blue eyes simmering. The desire to make her scream it overwhelms me as my eyes drift to those pouty red lips. “How much time do we have before people start showing up?”
“Not long.”
Olivia’s pupils are blown wide as she takes a step toward me, forcing my cock to throb against my suit pants. Her ocean eyes trail my face, landing on my mouth.
“We’re friends, right?” Her voice is raspy and full of want, enough to obliterate a man’s resolve.
“Yes, friends,” I agree, bringing my thumb up to test her, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. I’m transfixed by this needy but somehow bold side of her. The side that begs for ruin.
“Friends … have each other’s backs?” She fists the vest of my suit in her hands, inching me closer. I have no idea what is happening here, but if this is an invitation, I’m nowhere near strong enough to turn it down. Her eyes drift to my mouth.
“And maybe friends could have incredible sex. Just once. No strings attached?” Her voice is a whisper as her lashes flutter. The sexiest goddamn thing about Olivia is that she has no idea how she affects me. Hell, she doesn’t even have to try. “And, Asher?”
“Hmm?” is all I can manage.
“I’m very sober right now,” she says softly. “Just this once …?” she pleads, looking up at me. Goddamn, she’s asking so nicely, and the moment her tongue wets those pretty lips, I’m done for.
“Fuck it—” I barely get the words out before I’m crushing her curves to me as I claim those plush lips for my own. The electricity crackling between us has all my muscles rigid and pulsing. She pulls back, staring up at me, a question in her eyes I can’t wait to answer as I pull her closer again.
“You asked for it, woman.”
I growl as a desperate sort of hunger takes over; there’s not a hope in hell of stopping now.
Olivia surrenders to me as my tongue meets hers and everything else fades away.
It’s just us, this moment, and the taste of possibility.
The feel of her plush lips on mine destroys any semblance of willpower I have, and I can’t seem to get enough.
In return, she’s a little fireball, all-consuming as she pulls me flush to her.
As always, she surprises me, kissing me in a way that has me trying to keep pace with her, and the little sounds she makes have me so damn hard.
My hands roam across her back, then up through her hair, and I don’t know how the fuck we move together so effortlessly but we do.
I pull back slightly, just as breathless as she is, tipping my forehead to hers, my thumbs grazing her jaw. I’m out of my fucking mind.
“This is the only time I’ll offer. Tell me to stop, Livi girl.” I grip her face. “Tell me I shouldn’t take you to my truck and make you scream my fucking name.”
“Okay …” she breathes out. “Don’t take me to your truck, Asher,” she whispers in an almost breathless pant. My stomach drops.
“It’s way too far away. Take me right here. ”
Olivia
“Christ, you smell so fucking good,” Asher growls into my neck as he plants hungry open-mouthed kisses down it. I grip his strong shoulders as he grabs my ass tight through my satin dress, my curves spilling between his big palms.
“Asher, please, ” I beg. I need this: one hookup, no strings attached.
And he knows it. Right now, it feels like he knows everything as he’s hiking my skirt up and lifting my legs to wrap around his waist. I have no idea where we’re going.
Hell, I don’t care where we’re going. I only care that Asher doesn’t stop kissing me as I feel him push us through a door and into the ladies’ room.
Asher pulls open the heavy wooden door to the first stall and then we’re inside, and I’m pinned up against the wall with my dress hiked up around my hips.
His hungry eyes roam mine, then trail down my throat. His thumb grazes my hardened and aching nipple through my dress and I moan with abandon.
“Tell me you want to be fucked,” he demands.
I throw my head back and arch into him, whimpering as he swipes his thumb over me again.
His lips gently brush mine, and when he pulls away, I’m the one leaning in, desperate for more.
“Words, Liv.”
“Fuck, Asher. Yes …” I murmur as he pulls my chin down, giving his mouth full access to mine. I rock my body against his, and he wastes no time as he pulls the top of my dress down.
“ Fuck …” he breathes out, taking in the sight of me. My core throbs with the white-hot frenzy I see in his eyes. “ Show me you want it. Squeeze those perfect tits together for me.”
His accent is thick now and he barely gets the words out before I’m doing just what he commands. I never understood until right this moment that this is what I needed to quench every want I’ve ever had, to settle every craving. A man who will take total and utter control.
Asher uses one arm to hold me up tight while he flicks his tongue over one of my nipples, toying with me to the point I feel like I might combust before he’s moving to the other and giving it the same attention.
It’s so fucking unbridled and brazen how he takes the time we don’t have without care. I feel his teeth as he nips at my breast. I cry out but just as quickly he licks over the pain, and I’m a quivering mess. I rub against him, blazing, searching for friction against his huge cock.
His free hand slides down my waist, over my belly, and between my legs, pulling my thong aside. Am I about to do this with Asher Reed?
His thumb slides over my clit then through my soaking core as he takes his bottom lip between his teeth.
“Mmm … I knew you had this side to you …”
“What side?” I ask, breathless.
His eyes search mine. “A need for depravity.”
“H-how did you know?” I didn’t even know until now.
“Your eyes, Liv. I knew you’d be such a needy little slut for me …” He pinches my clit and I swear I stop breathing.
“Touch me … please,” I beg as his finger slides through me.
“Touch you?” He adds more pressure to my clit. “I’m not gonna touch you, Liv … I’m gonna fucking ruin you.”
“ Asher …” I breathe as his finger slips inside me.
“Aye … say my name,” he mutters as I bite my lip, and the familiar heat that slinks up my throat whenever he really looks at me creeps even higher. Right now, he’s watching me like he’ll never get enough. My eyes flutter closed as my pussy clenches around his thick, dominating finger.
“Eyes here, Olivia,” he orders. “Now.”
They flutter open, and I swallow hard as my walls pulse when he adds another finger, stretching me. I’m so close.
“Not yet,” he whispers, sensing my reaction. “Don’t you dare fucking come until I tell you to.”
Holy fucking hell. This man will be my undoing as he expertly pumps his fingers in and out of me, keeping his heavy thumb over my clit.
I moan a strangled sound but, just before I fall apart, he slides out of me.
The loss is so profound I whimper with it.
Asher chuckles as he lifts his hand and sucks his first two fingers into his mouth.
His eyes close on a groan and, when he opens them, they’re wild as he reaches down again, bringing my arousal to my own lips.
I shudder as he pushes his fingers into my own mouth.
I keep my gaze locked on his as I take them deep.
“Taste how fucking sweet you are, Liv.”
I let my tongue swirl between his fingers, moaning around them. There’s an even darker side to Asher than I realized, and it’s a world I want to stay in.
He reaches into his pocket, fishing for a condom. I shake my head.
“No … I want to feel you,” I say. “I’m on birth control.”
Asher hovers for a minute, and his expression turns almost crazed as he realizes what I’m offering. “I’m clean,” I add.
“Me too. I’ve never gone bare with anyone. Ever. ” His chest is rising and falling, heavy, needy.
Knowing he’s never had anyone else like this? I want it even more. Fumbling to unbuckle his pants, I make just enough room for his heavy, solid cock to bob free. I suck in a breath as I look down.
Holy shit. He’s big. And thick. And so fucking solid.
Precum leaks from his tip as his hand chokes around his shaft and he’s …
pierced? I feel dizzy with need, imagining him inside me, trying to work out where the perfectly placed metal barbell on the underside of his crown will meet me when he fucks into me.
Oh God. Nervous anticipation eats at me as I trace the piercing with my thumb.
“What will it feel like?” I whisper. “Like I’m fucking everywhere, Livi,” he growls, and I moan at the thought, loudly.
“Shhh, greedy girl. Do you hear them?”
I freeze. I had been so lost in Asher that I hadn’t heard the sound of voices around us. Not everyone has arrived yet, but there are definitely people here.
Asher tugs my thong to the side even farther, though he doesn’t bother to take it off as he slides the head of his cock through my soaking slit. My eyes roll back with the feel of the metal against me.
“Can you be a good girl? Stay quiet while I fill this tight little pussy?”
“ Oh … fuck …” No one has ever talked to me like this before. “I don’t know …”
Hell, even him just sliding through me feels incredible.