22. What Ifs
Chapter 22
What Ifs
Asher
S he goes flying past me, her hair whipping all around her and the biggest smile on her face. As much as I love this side of her, there’s no way in hell she can win this race. I take off after her, pushing Dom to his maximum speed. I’m loving every moment, watching her enjoy herself and feeling the warm summer air surrounding me. There’s a random shrub up ahead, the only thing remotely close around us to use as a finish line, and I stare right at it, willing it closer. There’s no way she can win, not when I’m on Dom. As cute as she is, I am also very competitive at heart.
“Come on, Dom,” I shout out, pushing my heels into his side. Esme is still up ahead of me, and if I don’t haul ass, she’s going to beat me at my own game.
After another couple of strides, I’m on her ass, getting closer. The bush is coming closer, and we’re both laughing and willing our horses to go faster than they’re used to. What once was up ahead is now passing me on the right side. I pull the reins and look ahead simultaneously to see…she won.
“How the fuck did you manage that?” I ask her. “You totally had a head start, no fair,” I say, laughing and patting Dom on his neck. He worked up a sweat, he’ll need a good rest later on. I watch Esme lift up to bend over and hug around Rooster’s neck too. She nuzzles her face into her neck and hugs tightly.
“Thank you,” she whispers to her horse.
We turn around to make our way back into the tree line and head out to the river. There’s a little bit of daylight left, so I want to let the horses chill out for a little and get some water before we go back home. Plus, the fireflies are dying out for the season, so it’ll be nice to see them again before their numbers deplete until next year.
We ride side by side until we get to the river and jump off the horses. We take them to the water to get a drink and then tie them up to the normal tree to get a breather. We go sit and wait for the sun to drop a little lower.
“How are you feeling after the ride?” I ask her.
She turns to look at me with a smile from ear to ear plastered on her face. “So fucking good,” she exclaims. “I can’t believe we did that. It was so much fun, and ugh, Asher, the rush!”
“Tell me about it.” I chuckle. “You know if you just stayed here, we could do that a lot more often.” I bump her shoulder with my own and bend down the pick at a weed. I continue to shred the leaf as I wait for a response that doesn’t come. She remains quiet, and I continue to think.
“What if you just stayed…” I continue.
“Asher…”
“What if I kiss you?”
“You should definitely kiss me.” She laughs.
I turn and stare at her for just a moment before I do just that. I kiss her hard and memorize every moment of the way her lips feel against my own. They’re plump and soft and taste like her own unique combination of flavors.
I pull away and get up to walk back to Dom.
“What the fuck?” she calls.
I lean against my horse with my arm on my saddle and my head on my arm.
I am shoved and look over to find her standing there looking up at me and fuming.
“What the fuck do you want me to say, Es?” I back off and turn my back on her again.
“I want you to tell me what the fuck that was. You get all romantic and kiss me and then walk away?”
“I can’t get too close to you, Princess. You didn’t even fucking answer me. What if you stayed?”
“Then this would probably be a thing. Happy? Is that what you wanted me to say?”
I stand shocked and stare at her for a moment. This woman really keeps me on my toes, and I can only think about one thing right now, and that’s my lips on hers. I stride toward her and back her into the tree behind her. I reach a hand around the back of her neck and fuse my lips to her own. Fuck, I could kiss her forever. I keep my hips close to her own, rubbing my growing cock against the front of her body.
She reaches a hand down to palm me through my pants, and I can’t take this any longer. Her little moans through the kisses and the friction is too much. I need the release, I need her to give it to me. I pull away and look into her eyes. “Get on your fucking knees.”
She’s so fucking submissive, she drops straight to her knees and looks up at me with her big doe eyes. She licks her lips and waits for my next command.
“Have you ever sucked cock before, Princess?” I brush a hand over her head, and she leans into it, letting me pet her hair. She gives me a small shake of her head.
“You’ll be perfect. I’ll tell you exactly how I like it. Now unbutton my jeans and pull my cock out.”
She immediately reaches up and unbuttons my jeans, releasing me from the confinement of the denim. She shimmies them down enough that my dick pops out. It’s standing at attention, and I grab it to give it a few tugs. I’m so fucking hard it hurts, my tip is dripping with anticipation. She glances back and forth between it and my face.
“Use your words, Princess. What do you want?”
“I want to taste it. Please, can I taste you?”
“Fuuuuck,” I groan. “Stick your tongue out.”
She does as I say and parts her lips to stick her tongue out. I rub the tip of my dick over her soft skin, and she closes her eyes. I leave the tip on top of her tongue and tell her to close. She does and sucks gently pulling all the waiting liquid out.
I let her suck and swirl a little before I push in a little further. She immediately gags and reaches up to grab my hips and push me away.
“Breath through your nose, baby, you want to please me, don’t you? I like it when I feel you choke, Princess, you’re gonna do so fucking good. Take it so deep for me.”
She nods and lowers herself back onto me and takes me into the back of her throat. I put a hand on the back of her head to use it as a guide.
“I’m gonna fuck your mouth now, baby. If you really need me to stop, tap my hip, and I will.” I wipe at the tear escaping her eye and rolling down her cheek. She looks so fucking beautiful with my cock down her throat and her eyes watering. “But try to be a good girl and not need me to stop. I want to give you every drop of my cum to drink down.”
I hold her head steady and slowly start to pump my hips. She gags, but goddamn does she feel good. So fucking warm and wet. I pick up my pace, chasing my orgasm while enjoying every second of this. She holds onto my hips, but she never taps as I rail her face. She gags and drools as I work myself down her throat and back out. The tears are running down her face and making her mascara run. Such a hot mess. As I feel her gagging more, I hold her face to my pelvis and spill down her throat. Fuck, she’s perfect. When I’m done coming, I give her a moment to swallow before I drop down to my knees and kiss her. I kiss her hard and shove my tongue down her throat to taste myself in her mouth. The act makes my dick jump to attention again, but I’m not going to push my luck tonight.
“You did so fucking good. God, you’re fucking perfect.” I kiss her again and look at her. I wipe under her eyes to collect the moisture there and suck it clean.
“Are you okay?” I ask.
She smiles and says something I never expected. “Yeah, I fucking loved that.”
“You did?”
“Yeah, it’s really hot sucking your dick.”
Well shit. Okay then.
“Anytime, Princess.” I kiss her again and chuckle while shaking my head.
I stand up and offer a hand to help her up. I tuck myself back in and turn to her. “Ready to head home?”