Chapter 15 Asher
Asher
I’ll walk out of this office and find someone else to do it
Bri takes her sweet fucking time removing her pants. Her fingers graze the top waistband, drawing my gaze to the sliver of her exposed, tanned skin. I want to lick, suck, and bite just below her navel. I’m sure she tastes as sweet as she smells.
“Hey, Asher?” Bri asks with a slight hesitation in her tone.
I try, and fail, to assess the emotion painted across her beautiful face. “Yeah, baby?”
“Thank you,” she whispers.
“For what?”
“This is a big deal for me. Sex has always been a way for me to let loose. I haven’t even thought about being intimate with someone until you. You’ve awakened something in me. Something I never thought I’d get back.”
Well, fuck. I knew it was a big deal for her, but I had no idea to what extent. Now I feel like I need to be gentle with her. Make sure she feels cherished and appreciated.
“You don’t have to thank me. I’ll admit, I had a plan to do filthy things to your body, but with that confession, I think I need to change the plan.” I see a flash of disappointment in Bri’s face before it morphs into a challenging expression.
Bri just smirks, eyes locked on mine as she steps out of her heels.
She slides her pants down her body in a slow, torturous manner.
The shiny, black material looks like heaven on my office floor, but my attention is pulled back to Bri as she puts her heels back on.
Her red top quickly joins her leggings, leaving her in nothing but a lacy red bra, matching panties, and those damn black heels.
Bri saunters toward me, swinging her hips with purpose. The smell of her sweet aroma renders me momentarily speechless. Every rational thought or plan has evaporated from my mind, but then she leans in and whispers something I’d never expect her to say.
“That's fine. Plans change. I get it.” Bri shrugs before walking toward the door.
I watch her finger the handle before tossing a smirk over her shoulder, a wicked grin stretched across her face.
“If you don’t want to bend me over that desk and fuck me like you mean it, I’ll just walk out of the office and find someone else to do it.
You aren’t the only one who can help me fall in love with sex again. ”
Red blurs my vision, leaving Bri the only thing in vibrant colors.
She knows exactly what she’s doing to me.
Bri’s hand barely closes around the doorknob before I’m spinning her around and slamming her back into the door.
I don’t give a fuck who hears it. My hand wraps around her throat and squeezes.
“Mine,” I snarl. “No other man touches you. I thought I told you that.” I slam my mouth onto hers and kiss the absolute fuck out of her.
My tongue forces its way into her mouth and dances with hers.
She tastes like caramel and mocha—probably from her favorite iced coffee.
I bring my knee in between her legs, forcing her to spread them for me, but I don’t stop there.
I rub my knee against her core, giving her just enough friction to have her entire body light up.
I swallow her moan and increase the pressure on her neck.
Bri’s grinding herself against my leg, trying to get herself off. But that just won’t do. She’ll come when I tell her she can.
I break away from the kiss only to make my way down to her neck and bite, tearing my name from her throat. Good. Let every single fucker in this bar know who she belongs to.
I pull away from her, allowing both of us to catch our breath. Bri looks sexually frustrated. Fucking hell, this woman.
“Go to the desk, grab onto the end, and bend over. I want your ass in the air for me.” She moves quickly and gets into position.
Bri’s ass is spectacular. Round, and full, and absolutely mouth-watering.
I rear a hand back before it connects with her ass in a loud smack.
Bri gasps before she squeezes her thighs together.
I smack her ass again, this time harder, and she lets out a moan.
“You really thought you’d get away with pulling a stunt like that? You think I’d let any man touch you, let alone look at you?” I smack her ass again, but this time I soothe the pain by pressing a soft kiss to the sore spot.
“What have you done to me, Bri? I’m not a possessive man, and yet, that’s all I want to do.
I’d drag you out into the middle of the bar right now and fuck you in front of every single patron so that they know who you belong to.
” Bri’s thighs rub together, trying to create as much friction as possible.
Her arousal flows down her inner thighs, begging for my tongue. For my cock.
“My little vixen likes that, huh? She likes to be shown off. But you’re mine. No one gets to see this ass.” For emphasis, I massage her sore cheek before leaning down and biting it.
“And no one gets to see this pussy. It’s all mine.
” I move my hand and grip her cunt through her underwear, and she lets out a whimper.
“You’re all mine, baby. Do you understand that?
” My two middle fingers rub back and forth, and Bri grinds against my hand.
I allow her a moment before removing my now drenched fingers and flipping her over.
I make sure to lock eyes with her while I take my fingers and put them in my mouth, allowing the taste of her arousal to coat my tongue.
“Fuck, you taste good. Makes me want more. But I’ll be nice and give you options. I can fuck your cunt with my tongue, my dick, or my fingers. Which do you prefer?”
“I w-want your tongue,” she whimpers.
“And what do you want my tongue to do to you?” I prompt.
Bri looks at me with pure determination in her eyes. “I want your tongue to fuck my pussy.”
“Good girl. Your wish is my command. Now relax, Daddy’s got you.” I peel her underwear down her body with my teeth and wrap them around her ankles, locking her in place.
“Before I do, we need a safe word for if you need and want to stop. The second you say it, I’ll stop, no questions asked.”
“Sloth,” Bri says confidently.
“Sloth?” I can’t help but laugh.
“Yeah. Sloth. The animal is slow, so I figured that’d be a good safe word.” Makes sense to me.
“Sloth it is. I need you to agree to use it if you need to. If you don’t agree, this stops right now.”
“I agree.”
That’s all the consent I need before diving in.
My tongue flicks up and down her slit, tasting her, teasing her.
Bri is absolutely drenched, and I can feel her slick dripping down my chin.
She bucks her hips, grinding against my face, and I place a firm hand on her stomach, holding her down.
She isn’t in charge here. I am. I swirl my tongue this way and that, trying to find a rhythm that works for her.
It isn’t until my tongue dips inside of her that she lets out a cry.
There it is. I want to spend some time on her clit, so I take my fingers from my free hand and curl them inside of her, hitting a spot that makes her squirm and moan.
My lips close around her clit, sucking it like a lollipop.
I feel her walls flutter around my fingers as I pump them in and out, increasing the speed with each thrust.
“ASHER. Oh my God, right there. Fuck. You’re so good at this.”
I decide to insert another finger inside her and push as deep as she’ll let me. I let go of her stomach, allowing her to grind against my hand and face.
I let go of her swollen bundle of nerves for just a split second. “That’s right, baby. Fuck my hand like the dirty girl you are. You want to come, don’t you?”
“Yes. I-I need to.”
“Then demand it. Ask for it. Beg for it.”
“Asher, make me come, please? I need to.” She screams when I blow and nip at her clit. She’s getting close, I can feel it.
“You won’t come until you address me properly. Do you want to come?”
“Yes, Daddy. I want to. I’ve been a good girl. Please let me come.”
“Anything for you.” I bring my attention back to her throbbing clit, moving my tongue in a circular motion while pumping my fingers inside of her. The second I curl my two middle fingers, she explodes on my tongue. I drink every last drop like a man dying of thirst.
“Asher.” It’s my name she screams when she comes.
“That’s right. Scream my name. Let everyone know who owns this cunt, baby.
You come so beautifully.” Bri grinds against my face as she rides out the rest of her orgasm until she’s a sweaty, shaky mess.
I lick up every drop of her arousal before sliding up her body to kiss her, forcing her to taste herself on my tongue.
We’re both spent, but the kiss is intense and passionate.
I could kiss this woman for the rest of my life.
Eventually, I break the kiss, and we both are panting from one of the hottest things I’ve ever experienced.
Without much thought, I pull her into my arms, needing to have her wrapped up in my embrace.
Her legs are still in their makeshift restraints, locking us both in place.
We both need this hug more than we realize.
Yes, we just did some intimate shit, but I like showing her the affectionate, kinder side of me. Especially after what we just did.
“That was hot as fuck. I can’t wait to do that again.” Bri is quiet, which has me concerned. I pull out of her arms, expecting to see regret, but I see Bri looking completely satisfied.
“I need a minute. You literally tongue fucked the words out of me. I can’t even process anything beyond you between my legs.” We both start laughing, enjoying each other’s company.
“Do you have to go back out there?” There meaning the bar. I don’t want to, but I need to. But Bri’s here, and I just want to stay with her. Talk to her. Fuck her some more.
“Yeah, unfortunately I do. But you are going to put your clothes back on and stay in the office. I don’t want any men ogling you like they did when you walked in.” Bri scoffs at me like she can’t believe a word I said.
“They weren’t ogling me, Asher. I think you need to get your eyes checked.”
“Brianna. I saw at least three men choke on their beer the second you walked in the room. Two almost fell out of their chairs, and a few others practically had their tongues hanging out of their mouths like dogs. So, yes, they were gawking at you, and they liked what they saw.
“I gotta go, but you hang in here and chill until closing. I’m thinking of shutting down early so we can go home and do that again.
” I give her a quick kiss before I adjust my hard on.
I lean down to look in the mirror, making sure I look somewhat presentable.
I shoot a quick glance at Bri, tossing a wink in her direction.
My hand is on the doorknob when I hear her sweet, sultry voice stop me.
“Uh, Asher?" She points to her own chin, her cheeks blooming a gorgeous shade of ruby red.
"What?" I feign innocence, knowing damn well what she's referring to.
"You have…um." Her shyness returns, her eyes darting away before meeting mine again.
"Baby, I’d happily wear your cum on my lips for the rest of my shift."
Her jaw drops as I leave her there, blinking back at me with a spot-on impression of a computer malfunctioning. Good, now she’ll know how it feels to be stupid with lust.
I walk out of the office, ignoring all the eyes that are on me. I don’t give a shit that they just heard us having sex. I go straight to the dirty glasses and begin washing them. I feel Gage walk up next to me and just stare holes into the side of my face.
“Not a word,” I say.
“Wasn’t gonna say shit, man.” I glance at Gage as he winks at me before tossing the towel over his shoulder and serving more customers. The grin stays on my face the entire evening, because in my office is my person. The one I know I want to do life with. Who wouldn’t smile at that?