Chapter 19 Brianna
Brianna
Crawl to me
Asher stalks toward me, but I hold my hand up to stop him. He’s not in charge right now. I am.
“Today is about me, right?” I ask.
“Yes, of course it is.”
“Then it’s my turn to play. You said I’m a queen and you will praise me like one? So, get on your hands and knees and crawl to me,” I demand.
Fuck, this feels good. Not many of my past hook-ups allowed me to be the dominant one. But the ones that did? Fuck, it’s exhilarating.
Without hesitation, Asher drops to his knees, never breaking eye contact with me as he slowly crawls toward me on his hands and knees.
He attempts to get up when he reaches me, but I push him back down.
“Uh-uh. I never said you could get up. Take off my underwear. With your hands this time—we aren’t total animals.
” Asher is very attuned to me and knows that this is what I need right now, so he listens to every demand I give him.
Asher sees me in a way no other man has.
He somehow knows that sour gummy worms are my comfort food.
He knows to play classical music to calm me down.
Not sure how he knows exactly, seeing as how it’s a piece of me not many people outside of Avery knows.
Despite the distance I placed between the two of us over the years, he just…
knows. Being seen so intimately is scary enough, but being seen by Asher?
It feels like taking a bra off after a long day at work—freeing, refreshing.
Beneath the spotlight of Asher’s gaze, I finally feel worthy enough to be loved. But most importantly, it gives me permission to love myself. Something I realize I’ve started to do ever since he knocked on my door a couple of weeks ago.
I’m standing in nothing but a bra as my panties are now at my feet. I use his shoulders to step out of them before I push him down so that he’s sitting on his haunches. I throw one of my legs over his shoulder and smirk down at him before making my next demand.
“I want you to eat me out like it's a royal feast. I want to ride your face until your chin is dripping with my cum.”
“As you wish, your highness.” I catch a glimpse of his smile before his head dives in between my legs.
Asher wastes no time getting to work on my throbbing clit.
His tongue swirls in that circular motion I like, and I toss my head back.
Asher flattens his tongue, and the tiny grooves send electrical currents down my spine as I let out a loud whimper.
He does it over and over again, and I can’t help but grind against his face.
My hands tangle in his sandy, blond hair, my nails scratching his scalp.
The way his tongue spreads my pussy? I’d be a puddle on the floor if not for his firm grip on my ass.
He licks me from my clit back down to my opening, coaxing a groan from my throat.
I dig even further into his scalp until I’m sure he’ll have bald spots when all is said and done.
“Oh, fuck. That’s good. Holy shit, Asher, you eat my pussy so well. Like you were born to do it.” Asher blows cool air on my pulsing clit and my knees buckle. His tight grip on my ass is the only thing that keeps me upright. I’m a hot, squirming mess, finding a rhythm that’ll have me seeing stars.
“Do that thing with your tongue again.” Asher, being as connected to me as he is, knows exactly what I’m asking for. He flattens his tongue and moves back and forth, slowly picking up his pace.
“Fuck me faster, Asher. I need to come. I’m so—oh, fuuuck,” I whimper as he sucks my clit in between his teeth. I’m practically assaulting his face with my hips as I chase my orgasm. I ride out the remaining waves as I attempt to catch my breath.
“Oh my God. You’re way too good at that. I should be jealous of all the women before me, but I want to send them fucking flowers.”
My leg slips off his shoulders, and I barely have a second to process what’s happening before Asher has me pinned to the wall, arms clasped in one of his hands, resting above my head.
His chin glistens with my cum, and I watch as he licks as much of myself off of him as he can. He takes one of his fingers to wipe off anything he missed before bringing it to my mouth.
“Be Daddy’s good girl and suck.” I obediently open my mouth and close around his finger the second it hits my tongue. My eyes roll back in my head and my back arches, searching for friction. Who knew tasting myself would be so hot?
And then Asher whispers five words that have me weak in the knees.
“It’s my turn to play.”
Asher
“You had your fun, now it’s my turn. Does my dirty girl wanna play?” Bri nods her head frantically as her hips buck.
“Ah, my greedy little girl. Are you desperate for this cock?” Bri whimpers, and I can’t help but chuckle. My dirty girl wants to be bad.
“Get on your knees.” I let go of her arms, which fall limply at her sides. Bri does as I ask, and when she looks up at me underneath her lashes, I almost come on the spot. My cock swells until the head threatens to burst. I need to be inside my girl, and I need to be inside her fast.
A soft knock on the dressing room door startles us both. “Everything okay in there? How are the pieces fitting, Bri?” Jessica asks.
“Um, good, great, thank you. Everything’s fine. I just needed Asher’s help with something,” Bri responds while gripping my dick over my jeans. I swallow down my groan, but my hips involuntarily thrust into her hand.
“Great. I have another client coming in in five minutes, so send Asher to come get me if you need anything.” The sound of Jessica’s heels clicking on the wood floor slowly begin to fade.
My attention is back on Bri, and she’s grinning up at me with wicked intentions behind her eyes.
“I needed to help you with something, huh?” I grip her chin with my thumb and forefinger just tight enough, not to cause any pain.
“And you did an excellent job.” Fuck, this girl will be the death of me.
“Now, where were we?” My thumb brushes across her lower lip, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from her sexy mouth.
“Oh, yeah, here’s what's gonna happen. You’re going to undo my pants and take my cock out. And then I’m going to fuck your pretty little mouth. It’s going to look so good wrapped around my cock.”
“Yes, sir.” Bri works the button and zipper of my jeans, pulling my jeans and underwear down to my ankles in one fell swoop.
My cock is pointing straight to her mouth, almost as if it knows where it wants to go.
The tip is already leaking with pre-cum, and I watch as Bri’s face morphs from desire into concern.
“What’s the matter, baby?”
“I’m not sure it’ll fit. Asher, that thing is way too big for my mouth.”
“It’ll fit, baby. Something tells me you can handle anything, and this cock is made for your mouth.
So pretty, so plump, and so fuckable. Remember, you have a safe word.
Use it if you need it, otherwise stop talking and open up.
” Shit, maybe that’s taking it too far. It’s seeing Bri on her knees for me that brings out the dominating side of me.
Bri does as she’s told and opens for me. My hand is wrapped around my cock, and I tug it from base to tip, watching as she tracks the motion with parted lips.
“You want to suck this cock, Bri?” I ask.
“Yes.” Bri’s response is instantaneous.
“Then grab what you want and put it there yourself.” The second her hand wraps around me, I almost lose it. My own hand will never be enough anymore. Only her hands. Bri teases the tip by flicking her tongue against it, licking up the pre-cum that’s beaded there. Son of a bitch, that feels good.
“Motherfucker, Bri,” I growl when she takes her flattened tongue and runs it along the underside once, twice before she takes all of me in her mouth. And damn, does it feel like heaven.
“Hold onto my thighs, baby, and tap out when you need to.” She nods her head before I slowly push myself as far as her throat will allow and let her adjust for a moment.
Her whimper gives me the green light, so I start off with slow thrusts so she can get used to everything.
But if I’m being honest, it’s mainly for me.
I’d rather not blow my load this early on.
My pace begins to increase, and then before I know it, the animal in me takes over and I’m fucking her face. Bri moans and gags around my cock while I throw my head back and let out a silent roar.
“Shit. You suck my cock so well. Looking like my little slut on your knees for me.” I freeze mid thrust and curse myself for calling her such a vulgar thing.
“Fuck. I’m sorry. I was wrapped up in the heat of things, and what I said was uncalled for.” Bri lets me go with a soft pop, and what she says to me takes me by surprise.
“I liked it. I’ll be your little slut for you anytime you want, Daddy,” Bri says before taking my cock back in her mouth. I’m still frozen in place, but then Bri nods her head and looks up at me with fuck me eyes, and I lose any sliver of control I have left.
“Good fucking girl. My little slut on her knees for me, sucking me off like she’s dying of thirst. I’m going to fuck your face fast and hard.
I want tears streaming down your face and drool dripping down your chin.
I want that tight little throat around my dick as I fill it with my cum.
You’ll drink every last drop like the good little slut you are.
And if any of it escapes your mouth, I’m going to do it again.
Tap once if you understand, or twice to use your safe word. ”
Bri taps my thigh once, and immediately my fingers are tugging at her scalp. I thrust my hips hard and fast, and she doesn’t tap out. No, my dirty girl is taking everything like a champ. Bri lets out a soft moan as her eyes flutter closed.
“Eyes open. I want you to look at me while you’re choking on my cock. I want to watch you take every damn inch of me.” Bri’s eyes remained closed, and I think she’s doing it just to rile me up.
“Eyes on me or I stop. And we both know you're too greedy to stop sucking me off. You were meant to suck my cock, bear. So put those goddamn gorgeous eyes on me.” She looks at me, and I can feel the tingle at the base of my spine.
“Oh, shit, I’m close. I hope you're ready to drink every last drop of me.” Bri’s hands travel up from my thighs, and just when I think she’s about to tap out, she grabs my balls, and that’s all it takes for me to detonate.
I’m coming down her throat with an intensity like never before.
Bri is just staring up at me, tears leaking down her face as she takes it all.
“That’s right, baby. Be a good little cum slut and drink it all. I know you're thirsty for it.” I watch her throat bob as she takes it all. I’m completely spent by the end of it, but Bri is running her hand up and down my shaft, milking everything she can before letting me go.
She barely has time to catch her breath as she stands before I’m slamming her into a wall and kissing the fuck out of her.
That was one of the hottest things I’ve ever experienced.
I pour every ounce of my feelings into this kiss, more specifically those three little words I shouldn’t say yet.
And maybe I’ll never get to. She’s still finding herself, and I can’t take that away from her, no matter how badly I want her to love me back.
I peck her lips a few times before pulling away.
“Fuck, you did so well. Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m good. Now we need to get out of here and go home. I could use a nap.”
“I think it’s safe to assume you want to take everything home?”
“I do, but Asher I said I don’t—” I interrupt her with a chaste kiss on her lips.
“And I said I got you. I’ll grab the other two sets, and you just get dressed. Then you can hand me the rest, and we’ll check out.” I gather the two pieces in my hand and give her some privacy while she gets herself situated. This girl makes everything feel right.
Bri opens the dressing room door and hands me the red number we christened. I hold her hand the entire way to the register. When everything is checked out, we head to the car, and I ask her if she wants the blindfold back on.
“No, I think I’m okay. I feel safe with you. I know you’d never let anything happen to me.” Such simple words that pack a powerful punch to the heart.
“I’ll always protect you. For as long as you’ll have me.” We fall into a comfortable silence on the drive home, and when Bri asks me to come inside, I decline. Not because I don’t want to, but because after everything she did today, I want her to spend time with herself.
She’s about to get out of the car before I stop her. “I want you to do something for me. I want you to go look at yourself in the mirror and just admire yourself. You are a masterpiece that should be admired and cherished, and I need you to start doing that for yourself.”
“Okay. I will. Thank you for today, Asher. It’s the first time in months that I looked into the mirror and felt beautiful, powerful.
And I wouldn’t have wanted to do it with anyone but you.
Thank you for always seeing me even when I refused to see myself.
” She leans over and gives me a peck on the cheek before she hops out of the car.
The heat of her kiss still lingers while her words swirl around in my mind.
I’ve always seen you, Bri.