Chapter 26
Asher
Iknow Rosie doesn’t own many clothes, so the fact that she bought this cute dress specifically for our date makes me smile every time I look at her.
It’s deep green and hugs her curves, fitting a little looser below the hips.
Of course it’s still winter, so she’s wearing black tights underneath but I really wish we hadn’t had a large dumping of snow and I could have brought her here on the back of my bike instead of borrowing Grant’s Charger.
I glance over at her as she throws a piece of popcorn in her mouth, her eyes glued to the movie screen. I’m not even sure what’s playing, other than it being a Christmas movie, but she seems happy, and that’s all that matters.
I reach over for some popcorn and her hand moves at the same time, making our knuckles brush. It’s like a scene from a cheesy rom com, she glances at me and smiles, making butterflies or some shit start rampaging in my stomach.
What the fuck was that? Indigestion? I look back at the screen and rub my stomach, but I know what it is. And it has nothing to do with what I’ve eaten and everything to do with what I plan to snack on later tonight.
Rosie.
This woman was becoming my everything and I’m starting to realize that having her in my life is no longer optional. Would she choose me over Grant and Leo? Would I even want her to?
Things have been way easier between us since we all started dating her. I thought we would be jealous and we would fight, but sharing her seemed so easy. I’d seen some other guys eyeing her up at the gym, and the thought of them touching her made my blood boil.
But watching her sleep against Leo, or sitting in Grant’s lap… It had the opposite effect. I felt content seeing all three of them happy, but it also turned me on to watch them get her worked up. Did they feel the same way? I hadn’t sensed any jealousy from either of them yet.
Maybe sharing could become… permanent?
I glance over my shoulder and where the two of them are seated in the back row, pretending they aren’t here.
Rosie hasn’t noticed them yet, which is the way we want it.
If her ex is around town, we need to be extra careful with her.
I didn’t want to postpone my date, so they suggested having Jack cover the gym so they could watch our backs, literally.
It’s just another example of how good the four of us are together. I wonder how she will feel about it, never having to choose between us. If I want her to stay, I’m going to have to show her all the benefits of keeping all three of us.
I grin as an idea forms for later tonight.
I throw my arm around her shoulder as we watch the movie and munch on popcorn. When the almost empty bag gets moved to the floor, I place my hand on her thigh and gently rub her leg.
I take my time and ever so slowly, start moving my hand higher and higher. Even though I’m only touching her over her dress and tights, I know it’s having an effect on her. Her breathing hitches a couple of times as she tries to keep her eyes on the screen.
It’s too hard to sneak in some real action in here, with all her layers of clothing so I decide that I will have to wait for a summer movie date. But by the time the movie is over I can tell she’s more than ready to get to the next part of our evening.
“You ready to go for a stroll?” I ask as I help her to her feet.
Her eyes widen in alarm. “A stroll? Now?”
I laugh at her horror and shake my head. “No? Hmm… What could we do next? I could take you out for a nice meal? I know we had hot dogs but—”
“No, no meal, thank you, I’m full of popcorn and hot dog.”
“We could go ax throwing. I heard that’s fun?”
“If you like, sure.”
I shrug. “Unless you have another idea?”
“Well… I was thinking it might be nice to relax at home, with a good movie.”
“You want to watch another movie? Are you avoiding talking to me, baby?”
“What? No!” She says in worry as we exit the theater.
“We could go home and play a game?” I ask as an idea comes to me.
“What kind of game?”
“You’ll have to wait and see.”
“Give me a hint?” she asks as I start driving us home.
“I want to test your self-defense skills.”
I see her frown as she tries to figure out what I mean. “You want to train me? Now?”
I just shrug, not wanting to give anything away, and I see she slumps a little in her chair. I try to hold in my laughter. She’s too cute when she pouts, making it hard not to tease her a little.
When we get home and take off our shoes and coats, I grab her hand and lead her up to her bedroom, closing the door behind us.
“Alright, are you ready for the rules?” I ask, trying to make this up as I go.
“Rules? Uh… sure,” she says, eyeing her room as if she expects to find something out of place.
“Rule number one, you get pinned, you lose a piece of clothing.”
Her eyes widen in surprise. “What—Are we playing strip sparring?”
I smirk as I rub my hands together eagerly.
“What’s rule number two?”
“Once you have nothing left to lose, you’re all mine.”
She swallows heavily as she asks, “All yours? What are you going to do to me?”
“Whatever I want.” She licks her lips as eagerness fills her eyes. “If you don’t want that, tell me now, and we can cuddle on the bed and watch a movie instead.”
“I want to play!” she blurts out quickly, making me smirk at her eagerness.
“Alright then. Ready?” She nods her head and I pounce, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her onto her bed underneath me. Immediately pinning her in place as I smirk down at her.
Her eyes are wide as I lean down and kiss her hard, my tongue demanding entrance. It feels like I’ve done nothing but kiss her for days, and yet, I could do it a hundred more times and never grow sick of her taste.
She groans in approval, and I slowly pull back, jumping off the bed as I point to her legs. “Tights, off.”
She tries to hide her smile or delight as she climbs off the bed and manages to pull off her tights without flashing me.
She lifts her head, and a grin slowly pulls up the corner of her mouth. She lunges at me and tries to pull me on the bed but I barely budge. I laugh as I wrap my arms around her tiny body and lift her onto the bed, dropping her back onto her back and laying my body over hers.
“Gotcha!” I whisper before kissing her again. Her arms and legs wrap around me eagerly. I let her hold me for a few seconds before I peel her hands away and pin them to the mattress beside her face.
“Dress,” I whisper as I stand up and watch her lay there, her body heaving with need.
She moves to her knees and pulls the dress up and over her head, tossing it at my face with a smirk.
I snatch it from the air and toss it over my shoulder as I slowly climb back on the bed, so we’re both on our knees facing each other.
“You’re not even going to try to get away, baby?” She shrugs as I reach forward, my fingers grazing her ribs as she shivers from my touch.
“So soft,” I whisper, watching my hands wrap around her waist. “So beautiful.” I kiss her neck and she releases a soft moan.
Suddenly she pushes hard against me and I pretend to lose my balance, letting her push me backwards until she’s on top of me, grinning like a mad woman.
“I win!”
“So, what do you want me to remove?” I ask as she moves back to her knees.
“Shirt,” she says with a nod.
I pull it over my head and toss it to the side until we’re once again kneeling together. This time I reach for her breasts. Even through her green bra, I can feel how soft they are, and we both moan as I squeeze them.
My cock twitches in my pants, and I’m suddenly eager to get this game over with and move on to the next one. She gently places her hands on my chest and I feign surprise as I purposely fall backwards. “Whoa! Oh no, you got me again. I guess it has to be my pants this time.”
She narrows her eyes at me, but when they trail down my bare chest, I watch as they grow heated. I climb off the bed and pull my pants and boxers down in one go, making her gasp.
“Whoops, those fell off, too,” I say with a shrug as I stand tall and proud, letting her drink in the sight of me.
She licks her lips as she stares at my very erect dick, and I groan. “See something you like, baby?”
With wide eyes she nods slowly and licks her lips. I grab my cock and give it a long, slow stroke, and her eyes widen even further.
“I’m done playing, baby. Strip for me,” I tell her as I eye her body. She obeys eagerly, her panties and bra flying across the room as she kneels on the bed in front of me.
I step up beside her, and she reaches for me. “Can I… Can I touch you?”
Removing my hand from my cock, I give her a small nod. If I speak my voice might come out weak right now. Seeing her like this, naked and on her knees for me… It’s a temptation I can’t resist.
The moment her tiny hand touches me, fire races through my veins, and it takes everything I have not to pounce. I clench my hands into fists as she explores my hard dick, her fingers exploring and teasing.
“You’re killing me, baby. Harder.” She smirks up at me, taking a few more teasing caresses before she squeezes me. Then she surprises the hell out of me by leaning forward and covering the end with her mouth.
“Shit!” My hand shoots to her hair as her tongue wraps around me.
I’m not sure if I’m trying to hold her back or pull her closer, but she seems to know what she’s doing as she starts to sink down lower.
I groan and lean my head back, staring at the ceiling and trying to think of anything that will stop me from coming quickly.
“Baby…” I moan as she starts to bob her head up and down. “You have to stop.” She doesn’t. “I don’t want to come like this. Not this time.”
She finally pulls back and sits up on her knees as she looks up at me, her head tilting to the side as I stroke her cheek. “No? Where do you want to come then?” She asks with a mischievous glint in her eyes.