15. Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Fifteen
Piper
As he lays me down on the bed, I relax into the comforter. His room is plain. More of a spare bedroom rather than a personal space that he’s laid claim to. Where will he live? Does he have a lot of stuff? Will Weston like him? Will his family grow to like me?
He crawls on top of me, bracing his hands on either side of my head. “What’re you thinking about?”
I blink and meet his gaze. “Sorry. I was worrying about the future.”
He arches an eyebrow. “About?”
Heat covers my cheeks. “Whether my brother will ever like you. Where you’re going to live. How this is going to work out. If your parents will like me.”
“Truman is searching for a condo for me. I’ll make sure you approve before signing on the dotted line.” His eyes are serious. “I don’t expect you to move in with me in two weeks, but I would be lying if I didn’t say that I hope you eventually do. I realize this is fast, and I don’t want to scare you off–”
“You won’t.” I shift my leg to the side to allow his lower body to press into mine. “I would like that.” A smile curves up my cheeks. “Soon.”
“Good.” He lowers his head and kisses my lips. “And as far as your brother, I can be charming despite what you’ve seen.”
“Oh.” I run my hands under his T-shirt and caress his flexing back. “I don’t have any doubt you can be charming. I am in your bed right now, aren’t I?”
“Yes, baby, you are. And as for my parents, they’ll love you.” He nuzzles my neck. “I think it’s time to stop talking.”
I bite my bottom lip as heat curls low in my belly. Why did I wait so long to have sex? My mouth waters as I rock my hips into him. “I think you’re right.”
His lips and tongue scrape my jawline, trailing kisses to my ear. “You taste sweet. But as much as I love kissing your neck.” His voice is low as he breathes against my flesh. I dig my nails into his back as every inch of my body begs for his attention. “It’s not enough.” He climbs up to his knees while spreading my legs apart and bending them at the knees. “This. This is what I want. All of this.”
“You can have it.”
“Jesus,” he groans and shudders. “I’m not sure how long I’ll let you live elsewhere.”
It’s crazy that I’m even considering it, but I don’t want to wait, either. How can a person fall for someone else so quickly? Is it even real if you fall in love in less than a week? Do I want him just because he’s the first man to pay attention to me?
“Take off your top and bra.” He grips the waistband of my leggings and slides them down my legs, being careful not to scrape my scars. As I watch him in fascination, I quickly do what he commands, leaving my body naked in front of him.
With Asher kneeling in front of me, my heart skips a beat. He’s gorgeous. Everything I’ve ever dreamed about–strong, sexy, caring, and mine.
He growls as if he senses my thoughts, dropping down and sucking one of my nipples into his mouth while cupping my other breast. I gasp and wiggle on the comforter. Even his lightest of touches sends me hurling closer to orgasm. His hands and mouth caress, lick, and tease as the hairs on my arms stand. It’s so good. He sucks my other nipple deep into his mouth. “Oh, my God.”
“Does that feel good, baby?”
“Yes.”
“Good.” His voice is a rumble as he licks down my belly and then to my abdomen, kissing and nipping on his descent toward my sex. With each movement, my core pulsates, and desire coats my pussy and thighs. “I need my mouth on this sweetness. It’s all I’ve thought about while waiting for you.”
“Please,” I whimper and grind my ass into the mattress. “You don’t have to ask me twice.”
He lowers to the bed, lifts my legs, and licks me from back to front before twirling his tongue around the tight bundle of nerves. I fist the blanket and close my eyes. “Does this feel good?” He sucks my clit between his lips.
“Yes. Please. More.”
He chuckles and laps at my wetness as if he’s trying to bathe me clean. It’s pointless. The harder he tries, the wetter I become until the room is filled with my whimpers and the sound of his tongue lapping at me.
“You’re so fucking sweet.” He trails a fingertip along my seam but avoids the quivering hole begging for his touch. “Do you ache for me?”
My eyes snap open. “Yes.”
“Fuck.” He shakes his head. “You’re killing me, but what a way to go.” He swipes along my seam again. “What do you want?”
“You.”
He shakes his head. “Not good enough.”
I bite my bottom lip. Can I tell him what I want? Heat covers my chest, rising up my neck and along my cheeks.
“Baby, you tell me what to do, and I’ll do it. I’m yours to direct, and there’s no reason to be embarrassed. I want you any way I can get you.”
I swallow and open my mouth. It’s so dry. Shit. I lick my lips as the room spins around us. “I want your fingers inside of me and your mouth on me.” Every inch of my body flames with heat, but I get the words out.
“Good.” He smiles and inserts one finger. “Will you also do what I want?”
I nod my head as he fills me, sending a quaking throughout my core.
“Good girl. I want your eyes on me while I pleasure you.” His fingers slide in and out of me at a painfully slow pace. “Put the pillows under your head and watch.”
“It feels so good.” I follow his command like a puppet. A very eager puppet.
“You’re so tight and wet.” He continues to work in and out of me. “I love watching your pussy sucking down on me.” He adds another finger. “Look how good you take me, baby. That’s a good girl. I love feeling your slick heat wrapped around my fingers. Reminding me of how you feel on my cock.”
My breath comes out in a ragged pant as he increases his movements. The sound of sucking fills the room as my scent fills my lungs. It should bother me that I’m laid out in front of him in a bright bedroom where he can see everything from my scars to the faint line of cellulite on my thighs. But it doesn’t. I want him like this every day.
“That’s it.” He shoves deep until his palm is cradled by my sex and sucks and twirls on my clit.
“Oh….” My eyes roll back.
“No.” His voice is rough but commanding. “Eyes on me gorgeous. I want to watch you come. I want to see you lose control.” His fingers work in and out of me faster as the walls of my sex bite down on his digits. I gasp as the first shudder rocks through me. “Come for me, baby. Suck my fingers. Show me how you’re going to take my cock.”
Oh, my God. As I come, my body shakes and clamps down on him, watching the dark possessiveness in his eyes has the waves starting over again.
“That’s it, baby.” He rises to his knees and removes his fingers. In seconds, his shorts are down, and his cock bounces against his abdomen. It’s thick and swollen, and the tip is coated with sticky precum. He strokes his hardness from base to tip. “See what you do to me?” As he runs his thumb over the seam, he gathers the moisture and swipes it over the head. “Are you ready for me?’
“Yes.” I nod and reach up and grab his hips. “Now, please.”
“God, yes.” He shudders and sheaths himself into me inch by inch until he’s halfway in and snaps, driving to the hilt in one motion.
“Oh, my God.” The sensation of him filling my already tight pussy is all it takes to have me lose control again. I want him. I want all of him. I clasp my legs around his hips, digging my heels into his ass.
“You’re so fucking tight. I’m not going to last.”
I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling his face down to mine. “Take me. Now.”
His head drops down to my throat as he pounds into me. Sweat coats our skin as we meet again and again. His breath is hot as it fans against my skin. The harder he drives, the more frantic I become. I want to come with him, dragging every quake out of me until I can’t think. Until I can’t breathe. Until all I am is his. I need his mouth on me. “Kiss me.”
“My pleasure.” His voice is hoarse as he claims my mouth. Our tongues plunder in time with his thrusts. As he trails his tongue along the roof of my mouth, my toes curl. Oh, my God. My sex bites down on his thrusting dick, drawing him deeper and refusing to let him go. For every inch he attempts to retreat, I strain against him. I need this. Right there. Yes. Right there. The words play in my head as if they’re on a projector. “Say it, baby.”
“Right there. Please, don’t stop. Right there.”
“That’s it, baby. Milk my fucking cock. Look how good you take me. You feel so fucking good sucking me off.”
“Yes-s-s!!!” I scream and come so hard my teeth rattle. My release is echoed by his as his pelvis smacks against me.
“Right, fucking there.” He gasps as his semen spurts deep inside me then collapses on top of me in a heap. As if he realizes he’s squishing me, he rolls onto his back, taking me with him. His eyes are dark as he grins at me. “Baby, you can make me unwind any day.”
“Yeah?” I lean down and kiss his lips. “Are you sure about that?”
“Yes, I’m sure.” He cups the back of my head and kisses me until I want him again.