Chapter Eighteen - Asher
Asher
We stumble into Kayla”s flat, lips locked and tongues fighting, ragged breaths on each other”s skin, and hands trying to touch wherever they can reach. Both of our emotions are running high; it”s a wonder we managed to keep our hands off each other after that kiss.
The way she looked at me when I pulled her up again could have lit the stadium on fire, but in the end, it only managed to set me aflame.
I was so close to just grabbing her, throwing her over my shoulder, and running off with her, but I managed to stay, my arm trembling around her shoulders. The time Adam took to announce the charity our team picked for all of the donations to go to and that we’d be giving half to the other team as well took for-fucking-ever.
Since we got twice as much in donations as hoped, sharing seemed fair, as we determined during the halftime break, right before Luca and I sprinted back to the field to watch our girlfriends perform.
We shot each other a quick glance as everyone cheered at Adam’s words and then we quietly left. As soon as we were off that field, out of the cameras’ sight, all bets between Kayla and me were off.
I pulled her into a dark corner and we couldn”t take our hands or lips off each other.
Well, until Luca cleared his throat right next to us and Millie giggled, catapulting us out of our little bubble.
Without another word, I took Kayla”s hand again and off we were to my car. I’m just glad Mom didn’t see us and Millie and Luca will be too busy with each other to disturb us for the rest of the evening.
Neither Kayla nor I have any appointments until the charity dinner tomorrow night, and I intend to make the most of our free time.
Now we”re finally at her apartment and even though I”m dying to bury myself in her sweet cunt, tonight I want to enjoy her.
I said I”d make her come over and over again and I have every intention of keeping that promise tonight.
I”m going to drive her crazy for me, make her see a whole other universe. Make her want to never let me go.
My hands find the hem of her shirt, and I release her lips only long enough to pull it over her head. I curse when I realize she”s still wearing her sparkly bodysuit underneath.
”Yeah. Maybe don”t rip that,” she demands with a chuckle and pushes me back the slightest bit. With one swift move, her pants are on the ground and her shoes fly into a corner.
Taking her hint, I also take off my shirt, then watch her as she turns around, the little pearls dangling off her bodysuit moving mesmerizingly.
The whole atmosphere between us changes from a burning fire to glowing embers. Calmer, yet just as hot, ready to reignite at any second.
I can”t help but rake my eyes over every inch of her body. Her long legs as she moves, the way her hair falls down her back with the slightest wave in them now due to her sweat and the stadium’s humidity, and her ass looks really fucking delicious in that red.
She swipes her hair away from her neck and looks at me over her shoulder. ”Unzip me?”
I wet my lips and nod. ”Gladly.”
Stepping closer, I grab the little zipper. Each centimeter of exposed skin makes my dick harder with anticipation, the need to touch her, to sink inside her almost overwhelming.
She shimmies out of the bodysuit once it’s open and pulls off the flimsy underwear she was wearing under it.
My tongue darts over my lips again when I see her in front of me, completely naked. She shoots me a sultry gaze over her shoulder before she grins and says, ”Come on, Honey. Get out of those pants.”
Then she saunters to her bedroom, throwing her hair over her shoulder and making it sway from right to left, right above her ass.
”Get out your toys, Sweetheart,” I shout after her as I open my belt and she freezes in the doorframe to her bedroom. ”I know you got them somewhere.”
I don”t, of course. It”s a shot in the fucking dark. I have no damned idea if she brought any toys along to Philly with her. But a man can hope.
And indeed, she whips her head around, her hair flying through the air and winks at me, before slipping out of sight, into her bedroom.
Holy fuck, that woman.
I take off my pants and shoes and trail after her, finding her posing on her bed with an array of toys spread out beside her. Stepping closer, I have a look, letting out a low whistle when I see all the different kinds of vibrators. I”m going to have so much fun with her tonight.
“Maybe I should take a shower first,” she says softly but I shake my head.
“Nope, I’m not waiting that long. You’re fine.” But if she’s self-conscious, I’ll gladly fuck her on her sheets and change them before going to sleep. She nods shyly and I grin, my eyes wandering back to her toys. ”Do you trust me?”
She looks at me with wide and skeptical eyes. ”Uhhhh . . . ”
The fact that she’s even considering it is a win in my book. I can work with that.
”Enough to tie your hands together?” I add and she tilts her head, rolling my proposal over in her head.
”Alright. But not to the bed or anything, only hands together.” Yes! God, I could punch the air and dance through the room.
”Sure,” I say with a wide smile and let my eyes wander through her room, trying to find something to tie her hands with. I don’t see anything, though.
With a few steps, I”m in her bathroom and find the satin band of her bathrobe. When I return with the pink band in my hands and a towel for later, she gets up and holds out her hands in front of her body. I tie them up with a neat little bow, making her snicker.
Beautiful.
”Do you have a safe word?” I ask her as I pull the loops of the ribbon to the same size. The last time I couldn’t think clearly, throwing the most common safe word out that I could think of. But tonight, is different. Tonight feels like so much . . . more.
”Papaya,” she whispers, and I nod, biting my lip to keep a grin off my face. That”s probably the most unusual one I”ve heard yet.
”Got it.” And with that, I hold her chin between my fingers and capture her lips with mine.
She sighs and her whole body melts against me as she returns the kiss, languid and seductive, and lays her bound hands on my chest.
I break the kiss and grin at her. Then I push her shoulder until she takes a step back. Then another one, until the back of her knees meet the mattress and she sits down.
”Asher!” she complains with a laugh when I climb on her lap and force her to lie down, and she tries to wriggle further up the bed.
I grin, thighs to both sides of her hip, then reach under her armpits and pull her up with ease until her whole body is on the mattress.
Leaning down to capture her lips again, she moves up her arms to lock her elbows behind my head as we kiss. My cock lays heavy on her thigh, and I groan when she moves her leg ever so slightly.
I”m so ready to fuck her.
But first, I want her to relax, to be putty in my hands, unable to form a fucking word with her pretty mouth. And I know just how to do that.
My lips latch onto her throat, nibbling at her jaw and skin, making her squirm under me, as my fingertips trace patterns over the backside of her arm.
”Fucking get to it, Asher,” she demands, her voice barely more than a breath.
”Patience, Sweetheart,” I mumble with a grin but let my hand trace a path down her body until it slides between her legs.
She bites her lips to stifle the moan that wants to escape when my fingers find her sensitive nub, but her whole body tenses with arousal when I rub it with my fingertip.
She’s so reactive. I wonder, what’s the best way to drive her crazy? To make her see stars, feel like she’s floating?
Her reactions to me touching her clit are off the charts, so I’ve already found my favorite place to torture. But what other places are there?
I want to know every spot that drives her crazy. Every way I can make her see stars and shout my name like a prayer.
My eyes wander back to her little collection of toys next to us as my lips reach her nipple and pull it between them gently, my tongue darting forward to play with it.
When I look up, I see her hands resting on the pillow behind her head, making my eyebrow rise. How interesting that this is where she keeps them instinctively. Maybe I should convince her to let me tie her to the bed the next time.
I reach for the furthest of the little toys and snatch the little remote right next to it as well. It”s a short vibrator, slightly curved and with another, thinner vibrating end split into two on the other side.
Sitting up, I grab her thigh and abruptly push it aside to expose her cunt. She’s already glistening, so fucking wet for me. Sliding my fingers inside her, her back arches and she moves against them, and I groan, realizing how ready she is for me.
After starting the little toy, I hold the vibrating bit to her entrance and both of her legs start wriggling in an attempt to close them.
”Can”t have that,” I tell her with a grin and climb right between her legs, forcing them around my hips and her to expose her glistening pink pussy to me.
”Do it, Asher,” she whines. “Put it in!”
I grin at her and shake my head amusedly.
”Maybe next time I need to gag you,” I tell her through my smile but give in to her little demand and push the little toy inside her unceremoniously. She sighs and takes it all too readily, sighing along with the vibrations coming in now muffled short, intervallic buzzes.
Her breath hitches, and she squirms when the toy settles inside her, and she hides her face behind her bound hands as little whines fall from her lips. When I push the thinner ends of the toy up her folds, she moans loudly as they situate around her clit, buzzing against it from two sides.
I play around with the different settings and buttons on the remote, and to my delight, the buzzing can be stopped with the push of the middle button. The grin on my face stretches so wide my new nickname might as well be Cheshire Cat.
Oh, I know exactly how to play with her.
”Asher!” Kayla whines, impatience making her voice break as she tries to squirm away from me. I grab her ankles and pull her right back, making her groan when it causes the toy in her to move.
”Oh, I”m going to make you fucking beg for it,” I say gleefully and trace my finger over her stomach, then breasts, so softly that it makes the little hairs on her skin stand up. ”I’m going to drive you so crazy you can”t tell up from down anymore.”
She shudders, her whole body tensing, and I grin as I turn the toy off at once.
”Fuck no, Asher.” Her eyes might look like she wants to kill me, but the blush on her cheeks and the way she bites her lip tell a whole different story.
I chuckle and continue to trace my finger over her body. She tries to scoot down, close her legs, but they’re still trapped around my hips, a feeble cry for friction where she wants it the most.
After a bit of shuffling, I have her thighs pinned under mine, her pussy exposed for me to play with. But I don”t want her to come yet.
”Again, when you come, it”s going to be on my cock,” I promise her hoarsely as I start the toy on its lowest setting again. Her pussy twitches and her whole body tenses, her hands still over her head, like she forgot that she”s free to move them.
I grab another vibrator, a very small egg-shaped one this time, and use it to trace the same light paths I drew on her skin with my finger, making her squirm and curse me out.
”The more you curse, the more I”m playing,” I tell her under my breath. I doubt she heard me because only seconds later she breaks into explosives again.
”I”ll fuck your goddamn shit up,” she grits through her teeth, eyes pinched close, but nowhere does she mention her fruity safe word. ”I”ll make you so fucking sorry for being alive.”
”Yeah, yeah,” I dismiss her with a low chuckle. ”Once I”m done with you, you’re welcome to fuck my shit up all you want.” Then I press the little egg vibrator against her nipple and lift the smaller end of the vibrator inside her to torture her clit, making her face contort into a wide-mouthed ”oh” and her back arching off the bed like she’s possessed before I stop both of the toys simultaneously, only moments before she can give in to her release.
”I swear to fucking God, Asher,” she whines, her eyes fixated to the ceiling, a drop of sweat trickling down her chin.
”Tell him ”hi” from me,” I say with a chuckle and capture her bound hands before she can hit me with them.
Oh, looks like someone realized she can move them. Well, not anymore.
I pin her wrists to the mattress with my hand holding the remote as I continue to torture her with the other one. She”s so wired already I don”t even need to use both. Plus, I have these two lovely, buzzing friends to help me.
We continue the game for close to an hour. Me bringing her right to the brink of release, just about to fall off the cliff of pleasure, before I pull her back abruptly, only to dangle her right over the edge again minutes later.
At one point, her words turn incoherent, but that doesn”t stop her from blabbing nonsense insults my way. Her eyes are glassy with pleasure, looking at the ceiling and nowhere at the same time; her hands remain relaxed by her side, even after I let them go.
God, she”s so sexy. A downright goddess the way she takes my teasing, her reactions so adorable and really fucking sexy.
I swear, only her whimper would be enough to make me come if I let myself. Just a moan with that hoarse voice of hers could be my demise. My cock agrees, so hard it”s starting to ache, my ability to think slowly dissipating with each little moan that falls from Kayla”s lips.
I think it”s time. Otherwise, I might just burst myself.
One more time, I fire up the toy inside her, grabbing her legs as they start twitching uncontrollably. Then, when I know she”s almost there, almost falling off that cliff, I pull the vibrator out and fill her with my cock instead, building up a quick rhythm right off the bat.
”Asherrr,” she moans, and holy fucking shit, does my name sound sexy from her lips in this state. Paired with the sound of me fucking her dripping wet cunt, it’s the most obscene thing I’ve ever heard.
She lifts her hands over my head and pulls me down to her as I thrust into her.
”Told you you”d come on my cock,” I grunt against her neck. “Do it.”
And that”s all it takes. With a guttural scream, Kayla comes apart around me, her whole body trembling, ankles locking behind my back and fingernails digging into the skin of my shoulders as she gasps for breaths through her bliss.
I reach to my left blindly, not able to take my eyes off her face. Her creased eyebrows, her fire-red cheeks and plump lip captured between her teeth as she’s lost to her pleasure, her whole body trembling and her walls contracting around me.
”Breathe, baby,” I whisper and stop for a moment to let her catch her breath. ”You good?”
When she nods, I begin to move again, but slowly. ”Alright? Papaya?”
”Don”t you fucking dare stop,” she says lazily and smacks the back of my head lightly, gasping for breath. ”Holy fuck.”
”This fuck is anything but holy, Sweetheart,” I say and reach to my left blindly. When I find the toy I was searching for, I sit up with a grin, which widens when I realize that she has her eyes closed.
I continue fucking her as I turn on the massage wand. Her eyes shoot open when she hears the buzzing, but I”m already pressing its pulsating head against Kayla”s clit. I wonder how many times I can push her over the edge tonight.
”Fuck,” she shouts, her hands trying to find anything to hold onto. ”Off,” she demands and holds her hands in front of my face. I capture one end of the band with my teeth, pulling at it until the ribbon opens and the satin band falls off her wrists. Immediately, her hands dig into the sheets, knuckles white and I hear a ripping sound. But I pay it no mind. I”m too busy drawing those little whines and shaky breaths from her to focus on anything else.
”Coming,” she grits out before her whole body tenses again.
”Eyes open,” I demand as they flutter shut. I want to look at her, want to see all the emotions building inside her, all the pleasure. ”I said open!” I bark when she doesn”t listen and finally, I get to look at her chocolate eyes.
”You”re a menace,” she says, soft like a breath, before her whole body tenses and she comes again with a groan, her pussy convulsing around me, almost making me spill in her. But I bite my lip and take a deep breath to stop myself. I”m not done yet.
Her eyes fall closed, her whole body tense, but at least this time she remembers to breathe. This time, I let her.
Blindly, she swats at me when I continue to press the wand to her most sensitive spot, her trembling not subsiding. ”Fuck, Asher. Hurts.” And then she shudders again, gasping for breath as her next climax pulls her under.
Still no papaya. But I”m so damn fucking close. I just know with her next orgasm, she has me jumping down that cliff right along with her.
And it doesn”t take her long. It feels like seconds until her legs tighten around my hip again, her fingers dig into my shoulders, and she throws back her head and arches her back off the mattress, her pussy warm and clenching around my cock.
”Fuck. Coming,” I announce, and with a groan, I come inside her only a moment later, fucking her until I”ve emptied my last drop in her cunt.
She”s shaking as I pull out, her whole body convulsing uncontrollably but her eyes are full of fire and still entirely too coherent.
So, I put my hands under her butt and lift her up, folding her legs to her chest as I bury my face in her pussy.
”Asher,” she shouts and swats at me, but I capture her hands and press them to her chest, trapping her legs between her arms and chest. ”Ohmygod, ohmygod,” she whines continuously when my tongue finds her clit as I push the fingers of my free hand inside her, the vibrator discarded somewhere, still buzzing softly.
She squirms and sobs and all of her muscles tighten. I let go of her arms and immediately, her hands fist my hair and her legs fall over my shoulders. Then she shouts, her thighs locking around my head, keeping me right where I am as she comes again, her legs trembling, limbs twitching uncontrollably.
I pull my fingers out of her only once she starts to relax again, making it a point to lick them suggestively before I crawl up her body and capture her lips with mine, the taste of us both mingling in our mouths.
When I break the kiss, she opens her mouth to say something, but then changes her mind and closes it again, relaxing into the mattress.
I grab the towel from besides the bed and clean her up as well as I can without getting up. Her lazy eyes follow each of my movements until I pull climb in beside her and pull the cover up over us both.
She sighs happily and lets me pull her into my arms, and within seconds, she”s asleep.