Chapter 33 Ella #2
A low growl escapes his throat. “Fine, you win. But only because I don’t want to make a scene, which is undoubtedly why you and this asshole planned it this way.”
“Glad you’re on board.”
Asher leans down to whisper in my ear. “But you’d better be prepared for me, Ms. Hale, because I am far from happy right now. And I plan to repay you for this little stunt.”
I swallow hard as lust burns through me. Asher and I have never had angry sex before, and I find I’m highly anticipating it. My panties are already damp just thinking about it.
“Let’s go,” Asher says, waving his hand in the direction of the camera crew and journalists waiting down the hallway from us. “This is your show. Let’s get it over with.”
“Well done,” Matthew mouths to me behind Asher’s back with a wink and a thumbs up.
Declan notices and laughs, and Asher turns back around to glare at the three of us.
“What’s so funny?”
“Nothing,” I say with a sweet smile. I link my arm with his and raise on my toes to plant a kiss on his cheek. “I’m glad you’re here. I missed you this morning.”
It’s not a lie. Asher left early and didn’t wake me, so this is the first time I’ve seen him today. My words seem to calm him some, and he slaps on a fake smile as we head toward the news crew.
Matthew hangs back slightly as Asher, Declan, and I take the news team on a guided tour through Greenspan’s facility along with Akio Kobayashi, the head researcher, who now uses a wheelchair after his horrible accident.
No one divulges that the accident in question happened here at the facility, and the sabotage and “accidents” are kept quiet as well.
The point of this tour is to simply introduce Greenspan to the world and let it be known that Greenspan is on the brink of some major green energy solutions for the future.
While we tour, I take to social media, documenting the experience to get word out sooner.
The story won’t air for two weeks, so building buzz ahead of time is crucial.
Asher stays near me the entire time, and I manage to get a few pictures and videos with him, which I include in my post. Like always, he fakes it for the camera, but I know he’s still fuming inside.
And he lets me know that as well, with the nipping kisses he sneaks in and the angry, dirty words he whispers in my ear.
After two hours, the tour ends, and Asher and Declan answer questions involving Greenspan, but the questions eventually turn away from Greenspan and toward Asher and me and our relationship.
“Mr. Langford, does the fact that you presented Ms. Hale with a famous Langford pendant mean there is to be a formal engagement in the near future?” a female reporter asks.
“That is typically the case in my family. The world will know whenever it is official.”
“So, you plan to marry Ms. Hale?”
Asher lets out a long quiet breath. Only Declan and I can sense the unease beneath his facade, but it’s there. Admitting to something like this publicly is a risk. He pulls me into his side, practically pinning me to him.
“Yes.”
His voice is almost a growl.
“No more questions. I have work to get back to.”
With that, he tugs me alongside him as we leave the news crew behind. He pulls me through the building, up a flight of stairs, and into an office. I yelp in surprise as he picks me up and sets me on the desk, rougher than normal.
“Whose office is this?” I ask, taking in the desk I’m sitting on, the computer, and shelves along the wall.
“Mine.”
“You have an office at Greenspan?”
“No. But I own everything inside this building, including this office.”
Asher flicks the lock on the door and gives me an appraising look filled with heat and scorching anger.
“You lied to me, Ella,” he growls. “You went behind my back and defied me. And you roped my brother into your scheme.”
“I did it to protect you and Greenspan.”
“I don’t need you to protect me.”
“But you protect me. Am I not allowed to do the same for you?”
Asher prowls toward me, leaning down in my space until I’m pressed back against the desk, propped on my elbows.
“No. I don’t care if it’s toxic or sexist or misogynistic or all the above. You are mine to protect, not the other way around. And I will not have you putting yourself in harm’s way.”
I scoff. “I wasn’t in harm’s way. It was a simple tour and interview. Security was present as well as you and Declan. I was more than safe.”
“But the fallout could put you in danger.”
“We’ve already covered this. I’m on Yegor’s and Sergei’s radar. This interview isn’t going to change that.”
“But it will anger them more than they already are.”
“But it will also make them think twice about their actions. With the public’s eyes on Greenspan, they can no longer work in the shadows to try to destroy it.”
“You’re lucky you have a good fucking point,” he growls, nipping at my earlobe. “But as it stands, I’m still furious.”
“And what are you going to do about it, Mr. Langford?” My voice is breathy and full of need. Daring him to take what he wants in retribution.
“I’m going to fuck that defiance right out of you. But only after I make you choke on my cock. On your knees, Ella.”
I hide my excitement and do as he says, slipping off the desk and lowering myself to my knees before him.
For anyone else, I would take his harsh words as an insult and would refuse to obey his commands.
But for Asher, fuck if I can keep myself from complying.
Just as he said, I don’t care if it’s toxic or sexist, I’ll gladly get on my knees for this man, even if it’s for punishment.
Without preamble, he undoes his belt and unzips his pants.
“Open up, pretty girl.”
I do, and without mercy, he shoves his massive cock into my mouth, hissing and groaning as soon as it’s inside.
He rocks his hips, furiously fucking my mouth as promised.
I take him in, using my hand to palm his base, since there’s no way I can fit all of him inside me.
I suck him with everything I have, gagging when he hits the back of my throat.
But I don’t care about the tears that track their way down my cheeks from my watering eyes or the punishing way Asher slams into my mouth.
This man is hot as sin, and even hotter when he’s angry.
Abruptly, he pulls out of my mouth and hauls me to my feet. Then he picks me up and sets me on the desk again, pressing me down until my back is flush with the surface. He leans over me and shoves my skirt up over my hips.
“I’m not coming down your throat. Not today. I’m going to come by punishing this pussy. And when I’m inside you, I want you to remember who you belong to. And I want you to promise me that you’ll never defy me again.”
He grabs my panties and a tear rips through the air as he shreds them in his hands. He lines his cock up with my entrance, but before he can slide in, I close my knees as much as I’m able with my legs wrapped around him.
“Wait,” I say.
Asher arches a dangerous brow. “Wait?”
“You have to promise me something first.”
“You are not in the position to ask for promises, Ella.”
“You can’t hurt Declan,” I blurt out. “This was my idea, and I made him go through with it.”
“You’re defending my brother while your legs are spread open for me?”
I swallow hard and nod.
“What I do or don’t do to my brother is my business.”
“He’s kind of like a brother to me now, and I promised him I wouldn’t let you hurt him.”
Asher’s eyes narrow almost to slits.
“Please. You can take your anger out on me all you want but leave Declan out of it.”
“He is a big boy; he doesn’t need you defending him.”
“Well, he has it whether he needs it or not.”
“I shouldn’t have to reiterate the fact that I don’t like you talking about my brother while we’re fucking.”
“And I shouldn’t have to reiterate the fact that there’s literally no threat there.
As I said, he’s like a brother to me. And as such, he’s my family, and I’ll protect him.
Just like I wanted to protect you. So, just give me your promise that you won’t take your anger out on him, and we can get back to you punish fucking me. ”
“I don’t have to promise anything.”
“You do if you want inside me.”
Asher’s eyes flash with challenge, and his fingers trace my entrance. “Who does this pussy belong to, Ella?” He plunges two fingers inside me. “This pussy is mine. It’s mine to fuck, to punish, to eat, to live inside. You know that as well as I do.”
I whimper at his delicious touch but hold firm. “Promise me.”
“You want my promise, then you make one in return. Promise me you’ll never defy me like this again. You’ll never go behind my back, even if you think you’re protecting me.”
“I . . .”
“Promise me.”
Is that something I can promise? I’m not sure, but I’m sincerely hoping there’s no need for me to do that in the future, so I sigh and give him what he wants.
“Okay, I promise.”
“And I promise not to kill my brother.”
“Or hurt or punish him.”
“That too.”
Without another word, he yanks my legs open and slams inside me.
I cry out from both pleasure and pain, relishing in the feel of him inside me.
Asher sets a relentless pace, fucking me hard, fast, and without mercy.
I gasp as he lifts my shirt up and yanks my bra down and bites down on my breast, sucking hard on my nipple.
“Oh god, Asher,” I moan, already floating on a high. I’m going to feel him between my legs for the next few days, but I can’t be mad about it. Not when it feels this damn good. Not when his punishing kisses and bites light my skin on fire and set my pulse thrumming with heady excitement and lust.
“That’s right, baby. Moan my name. And tell me you’re sorry. Beg for my forgiveness for defying me.”
“I’m sorry,” I gasp. “I’ll never go behind your back again.”
“Beg.”
“Please forgive me, Asher.”
“I forgive you, but only because you’re you. If you were anyone else, you’d be in so much trouble.”
“I like being in trouble with you.”
I mewl and gasp, unable to quiet myself at the sensations Asher rings from me. I cry out as my orgasm shoots through me. My ears pop and ring, and I yell Asher’s name as he pounds into me, and then he finds his own release, gritting his teeth as he comes.
When he stills, Asher leans his forehead down against mine. “I could never stay mad at you, but that doesn’t mean I’m not still furious at the situation.” He gently bites at my bottom lip. “This is only the beginning. You wait until I’m home tonight. You’ll get your full punishment then.”
I fight back a smile.
Yes, please.