Chapter 31 Asher
Asher
Did someone say robot erotica?
Bri thinks she’s so slick…running ahead of me like that. But I’m determined to find the perfect book to give her. My mission? To find the most ridiculous book they have. I take the escalator up and make my way toward our go-to section when I get a text.
Bear: What's taking so long? *image attached*
Bri is outside with a giant grin on her face, her hair blowing in the soft breeze.
She is stunning, and she looks…happy. My fingers pinch to zoom closer, and I scan every inch of her beautiful face.
I allow myself a moment to bask in her radiance before returning to my mission.
My eyes flicker across the signs from romantasy to fantasy to…
wait, does that say what I think it says?
Monster Erotica. Yup. It sure does. My feet move with purpose over to that section as I glance at the spines. What in the actual fuck am I seeing? Some of these titles are…something. Among the shelves are alien romance, krampus romance, and there’s even a Covid monster romance.
What the fuck? Why is that a thing?
Then I come across the most insane of the bunch: robot erotica. How does that even work?
I pick up the book and read the silly title: Romancing the Thick Cocked Robot by Chandler Kitty. The actual fuck? I let out a snort of laughter that has people’s heads turning in my direction. I murmur my apologies before putting the book under my arm in case I run into Bri.
I ignore the looks from the cashier as I purchase the book. I take the bag and hightail it out of the store, only to come face to face with Bri.
“You finished before me?”
“Well, I did have a head start; pun intended.” She winks at me while holding up her matching bag.
“You little minx. Okay, let’s go. You cool if we stop by my place? I have something I need to pick up on the way to your house, and I need your help getting it.” I can’t wait to see the look on her face when she sees her books still in their boxes in my living room.
“Sure. Are we doing the book exchange at your place or mine?”
“We can do it at mine, if that’s cool.”
“Works for me. Now, let's go. I swear, I was getting some weird ass looks when I was shopping.”
Twenty minutes later, we are pulling into the employee parking lot behind the bar. We have our bags in hand, and I’m suddenly very nervous.
What if she gets pissed at me? What if I overstepped a boundary and she ends our relationship?
I shove those thoughts away as we walk up the stairwell and into my apartment. The first room we’ll enter is the living room, so my heart is beating like a drum inside my chest.
“I can’t wait for you to see your—” Bri stops in her tracks, and the bag in her hand falls to the floor. “What is that?” I remain silent. I can’t seem to find the words to say.
“Asher…What the fuck is that?” She points to the boxes.
“Um, they’re your books. I knew you wanted to get rid of them, but I couldn’t donate them. I just knew you’d want them back one day, so instead of bringing them to Goodwill, I brought them back to my place. I’m sorry if I crossed a line, I just—”
Words lodge in my throat as Bri stands there, jaw unhinged in complete silence.
Shit, I overstepped. I knew I shouldn't have kept this a secret from her. I should have—
My thoughts come to a screeching halt when Bri's body collides into mine. Kisses fall from her sweet lips onto my skin, peppering me in her affection.
Okay, so she’s not mad, then.
"Oh my God!!" she practically screeches.
"I can't believe you kept them!” Each word is punctuated with open mouthed kisses across my entire face.
Every press of her lips sends electrical shocks throughout my system and blood rushing south.
"This is the most thoughtful thing anyone's ever done for me! "
“This is so thoughtful. I can’t believe you kept them. Oh my God.” Bri’s body shakes with tears, and I carry her to the couch, cradling her in my arms.
“Of course I kept them. They’re a part of you, and I just couldn’t bear to toss away something you love so deeply. We can load my car up and bring them back to your place, if you want.”
“Our place.” Her words catch me off guard.
“What?” I ask.
“I want you to move in with me. It’s not home without you in it. I want you in every corner of my house. I want to make a home with you. I miss you like crazy when you’re not with me, so do you want to?”
“Hell yeah, I do. Home is wherever you are. This place is just that, a place. I hate the days when I don’t wake up next to you.”
Bri straddles my lap before kissing me. I tilt her head back so I can deepen the kiss further. We’re so lost in the moment that I forget about the books on the floor.
“Hold on, Bri. We have to do the book exchange.”
“Oh, yeah. Although, with both bags being identical and on the floor, I don’t know which is which.”
“I guess we’ll just have to pick whatever bag, and if we pick our own, we can just switch.” Bri leaps off my lap to grab both bags. She hands me one before sitting next to me.
“On the count of three?” she suggests.
“One…two…three.” We pull the books out simultaneously, and then I see we picked out the same book. We look at each other and keel over with laughter.
“Why doesn’t this surprise me?” Bri asks.
“I guess we just know each other so well.”
“We can buddy read it together now. Ah, this is so exciting. I’ve never had a boyfriend who likes to read. I can’t wait to lay with each other and read this ridiculous book. I mean, robot sex? How does that even happen?”
“That’s what I thought when I saw it. And how thick of a cock can a robot have? Make it make sense.”
“Seriously, it’s ridiculous. I think this book will look perfect on my shelf.
Um.” Bri shifts in her seat, tossing nervous glances toward the boxes that litter my floor.
She looks uncomfortable, but I remain silent, knowing she’ll say what’s on her mind when she’s ready.
“So, this may sound like it’s random, but I think it’s time I talk to Max.
I miss my brother so much, and I hate that I’ve kept him in the dark.
He built me that bookshelf, and just thinking of putting the books back on my shelf has me thinking about my relationship with him. ”
“That’s great, Bri. Do you want me to come with you? Or is this something you need to do on your own?”
“I’d really like you to be there. Maybe not in the same room when I’m having the conversation, but just knowing you’d be there makes me feel better about it.”
“Then I’ll be there. Oh, hey, I talked to Gage about possibly stepping back and starting a new venture. He’s down with it, so let me know when you’re ready to start planning everything.”
“This is happening for real then, huh? It wasn’t something you said because you thought it’d make me happy?”
“Of course it’s real. I want to do this with you, and I’m not doing this just to make you happy. Doing this with you will make me happy, too.”
“Well, I should probably formally quit my salon job before we do anything. My boss has been incredible with everything, letting me take leave while I recovered from everything. As long as you’re doing it with me, then I’m all in.”
“I can’t wait to plan everything with you. This feels like it’s been the missing piece for both of us, and the fact that we’ll do it together? I can’t even begin to express how happy I am.”
“Well, then I say we stop talking. I’ve had another position that I’ve wanted to try with you.”
“Oh? And what might that be?”
Bri leans in and whispers in my ear, “I want you on your back while I ride your cock like I’m in a rodeo.”
“I think we can manage that.” I stand up and toss Bri over my shoulder, bringing her into my bedroom. I toss her onto the bed where she bounces a few times. I hover over her, caging her head in between my forearms.
“I can’t wait to see how you ride my cock, baby.” I flip our positions so that I’m on my back and Bri is straddling my hips.
She whips off her shirt and unhooks her bra with a simple flick of her fingers.
She leans down, her tits swinging in front of my face.
I take one of her nipples in my mouth while pinching the other with my fingers.
Bri’s hips grind against mine and she lets out a long moan. I love how vocal she is during sex.
I bite her nipple before soothing it with my tongue.
“If you keep rocking those hips, I’m not gonna last long.
” Bri shimmies off of my lap so she can remove her leggings.
Her eyes remain locked on mine as she makes a show of sliding the black fabric down her thighs.
The moment she steps out of her pants, she saunters back over to me with an extra swish of her hips before climbing back on top of me.
“You aren’t coming anywhere but inside of me.”