CHAPTER 57
Asher
F ucking Christ, how is this woman mine?
Dominant Olivia turns me into a sort of fucking beast. Desperate to claim her with a bond that can’t be broken. Her beautiful tits peek out from the lace of her bra, her perfect ass on display, but it’s her eyes that send me wild, hooded and glazy, her cheeks flushed with want.
I want to do the dirtiest, darkest things I can to her. But right now, I’m unabashedly at her mercy. She holds all the power in this moment. Power I hand over gladly if it means she’s mine forever.
“Do you know how fucking tempting you look like this?” I groan into Olivia’s ear as I thrust my cock deeply into her. She moans and her head tips back. Gorgeous.
“The curves of this body.” I pull out before driving deep back into her.
“Ash!” she moans, clenching around my dick.
“You’re a fucking dream. And you’re all mine.”
I’ll fill this pussy day in and day out, forever.
I grip her throat, angling her face, as I refuse to take my eyes off her.
“Look at the way your pussy begs me.” I slide down to play with her clit with one hand and a hardened nipple with the other, my finger and thumb rolling the bud between them. “Do you know why I love seeing you this way?”
I thrust deep, and her hands tighten around the wood of the table.
“A whimpering, greedy little slut for my cock?” My voice is husky as Liv’s eyes flutter open and she takes in the view of us in the mirror.
“Why …” she whimpers, and the sight of her, pulling her lip between her teeth, her eyes glassy with want, almost does me in. I bite down on her neck in a frenzy as her sweet pussy strangles my cock in a vice-like grip.
“Besides you being the most beautiful goddamn thing I’ve ever seen,” I groan as she angles herself into a new position that almost makes me unload in her on the spot.
“It’s knowing that no one but me will ever see this.” I slow my pace just to torture her, but I don’t stop my sweep of her clit. I know she’s about to go crazy.
“Harder.”
“No, kitten. Not quite yet.”
I look down to where we connect before reaching around and spreading her soaked pussy lips even wider, adding pressure over her clit with the pad of my middle finger as her legs start to shake.
Her eyes turn to a blazing fire in the mirror, watching me take her painfully deep and slow.
“It’s knowing no other man will ever be where I am again.” I thrust deeply and feel her body shudder. “You’re mine, Olivia.”
“Yes …” She breathes out.
Thrust —“Come for me. Now, baby,” I tell her, replacing my fingers over her clit with her own. She takes over, rocking back, and fuck if it’s not the prettiest sight I’ve ever seen.
I grip her curvy hips tight and fuck into her—harder and harder—while she plays with herself.
I watch in the mirror as she fucks me, my balls churning as her eyes flutter closed.
Her mouth pops open and her tits bounce as she trades between moving fast, then slow, her free hand gripping the table.
My girl is not self-conscious in any way, and it’s so fucking beautiful to see her bloom into this woman with me.
A woman who knows exactly what she wants and how to take it.
“I’m coming, Ash!” she cries, and goddamn, so am I.
“Fucking Christ, Olivia … I love you … I love you so fucking much, baby …” I growl as I spill into her with a force that has a dull buzz clouding my brain.
I’m dropping kisses to her shoulders, tracing her skin as I whisper into her ear how much I love her again before sliding my hands over her full belly.
“ Mine, ” I whisper, and the moment I do a firm little kick nudges my palm and my whole body stiffens. My eyes lock to hers in the mirror. Olivia has been feeling the baby moving for weeks, but I’ve never been given the chance. Until now.
“Fucking … Christ … was that?”
“Yes.” She giggles as I drop to my knees and kiss her stomach. I’m jabbed with another little kick and I start to laugh, incredulous. “ Mine …” I say gruffly again, looking up at her with so much goddamn love as her fingers run through my hair.
“Yes, Ash. We’re yours, always.”