Chapter 15
CHAPTER
FIFTEEN
ASPEN
Being with Asher is unlike anything I have ever experienced before. It’s been a month now since I got my head out of my ass and started healing. As much as it has been killing me, Asher and I have been taking it slow.
Part of me wants to speed it up, but the other part is grateful for this time. Instead of jumping into sex like I normally do with men, we are enjoying being together in a more intimate way.
We flirt. We talk. We hold hands.
It is all very high school, but I feel like it is helping us grow closer.
I was worried about our connection being superficial due to the traumatic experience that bonded us, but we are replacing it with a stronger bond. One that can stand the test of time.
Enough is enough, though. I asked him to meet me in the entertainment room tonight. I cleared it with Calloway and had him order all the other men to clear out for the night. Unless they are here to sleep or be in their own private areas, they don’t need to be here.
It was a big ask, but Calloway was happy to do it for me. I didn’t tell him exactly why I wanted it, but I did tell him not to tell Asher because it was a surprise. It also meant making sure Asher wasn’t on gate duty.
A fact Yak made sure to make a comment about when he headed out to the gate a few hours ago. It made me smile seeing him so sad that he wouldn’t have his best friend at the gate with him.
I plan to ask Asher if he feels the same about Yak. I think it would break his heart if he didn’t.
“Hey there, pretty lady. What is all of this?” Asher asks from the door of the entertainment room.
I smile at him, going to wrap my arms around his neck before I press a quick kiss on his lips.
“Date night? I know it is hard for us to leave a lot with club business and the threats and all that, so I thought, why not have a date right here? We have popcorn and candy. Different kinds of drinks. I bought you some beer. We have all the streaming services—”
He kisses me, cutting off my words. I let him, enjoying the feel of his mouth on mine. When he finally pulls away minutes later, I am breathless.
“Don’t be nervous. It’s just me,” he murmurs against my lips.
“I know. I didn’t know if you would like it,” I admit.
“If you are there, I love it. I don’t care if it’s getting my wisdom teeth pulled. I would be happy to be there with you by my side.”
I rest my head on his chest and groan, “You are way too perfect.”
“Not at all, but you sure are.”
My cheeks heat at his words.
“How about we watch a movie?” I say, not sure I will be able to stop myself from jumping his bones one second longer if he keeps talking like that.
“Anything you want. Although I’m glad you made a little pillow bed thing because I don’t want to know what these couches look like under a black light,” he jokes.
I shiver at the thought. “My thoughts too. Not that the floor is any better, but I can always buy new sheets.”
He laughs, leading me over to the makeshift bed in the middle of the floor.
“You get settled and pick a movie. I’ll grab the lights.”
“Okay,” I tell him. “What do you want to drink?”
He smirks at me. “A beer is fine. I just want you in my arms.”
I swear I swoon right there. I grab his beer and myself a water before putting the snacks close enough for us to reach. I slide off my shoes, getting comfortable before I grab the remote.
The lights flick off as I flip through one of the streaming services until I find a new action movie that has just been released. I put it on as Asher comes back, kicking off his shoes before sliding under the covers next to me. As soon as he is settled, he grabs me, pulling me to his chest.
I relish in the feeling of safety and comfort that floods my system.
I never realized it before, but I think touch is my love language. Every time Asher touches me, it is like a shot of dopamine to my system. It makes me beyond happy.
We watch the movie in silence for about ten minutes before Asher starts to caress the skin on the back of my arm. It is enough to drive me to distraction and focus on his touch.
It makes me grateful I decided on a skirt and tube top for tonight’s date. Not only did his eyes drink me in the moment he saw me, but it makes his skin have less obstacles to go through to get to mine.
I make it another five minutes before I start to fidget.
First, it is readjusting my leg so that it lies over his lap. Then, it is my hand from his side to his chest.
When I move once more, Asher moves his hand to my hip, gripping it as he positions me until I’m practically lying on top of him.
My entire body tingles at this little game we are playing. I make a small move, opening my legs to straddle him a little more, then freeze. He waits a few minutes before his hand slides down my back, gripping my ass before he presses me more firmly into him, rubbing his firm cock against me.
It’s exhilarating. I want more.
No.
I need more.
I rock my hips just a little. Only enough that he wouldn’t be able to say it is on purpose. He pushes his hips up in the guise of moving the pillow underneath him. The pressure against my center is enough for a small moan to slip out of my mouth. He freezes.
Then I hear a huff of breath fall from his lips as he kisses the top of my head.
I look up at him, needing to see what he is thinking.
All I see reflected in his eyes is need.
I don’t know who moves first, but all of a sudden, we are lip-locked as my hands fall to his chest, my legs spread wide over his hips. The movie plays on behind us as I lose myself in Asher. My tongue battles with his, daring him to push me further, needing him to do something.
He answers my silent demand, his hand falling to my hip.
Slowly, I rock against him, his fingers digging into my skin.
The burn of his fingers mixed with the sparks I feel as his hard cock presses against my hot, wet pussy feels like heaven.
It feels like nothing I have ever felt before, even though I am far from a virgin.
Maggie always said it would feel different with the one you loved. I always thought she was crazy for believing in that fairytale, but now that I am with Asher, everything seems brighter. All my senses seem more vivid.
I feel alive for the first time in my life.
Asher continues to guide me by my hip, hastening our pace as he starts to grunt into my mouth. I swallow his sounds as I release some of my own, my orgasm quickly hitting me out of nowhere.
He doesn’t stop, though. He presses me against him harder as I feel him jerk against me. He bites my lip softly as he lets out a low groan.
When he finally lets my lip go, it feels swollen, but I love it. My entire body is lax against his as I try to regulate my breathing.
He is doing the same, his hand running up and down my back.
“Fuck, I haven’t come that hard since I was a teen,” Asher admits.
I look up at him, my face feeling flushed. “I don’t think I have ever come that hard,” I tell him.
His resulting smile makes the small, embarrassing comment worth it.
“I’m glad it was with me then.” He kisses my nose.
“Me too.” I press a kiss to his lips.
“I need to go clean up a little bit. You okay if I leave for a second?”
I nod. “Take all the time you need.”
As he leaves, I turn over and look at the ceiling. I swear my whole body feels different now, like I am a brand new person. I bask in the afterglow of a good orgasm until he comes back, a pair of gray sweats low on his hips, his shirt having gone missing.
“Getting naked, are we?” I tease.
He chuckles. “I need a little time to recover. I figured you might want to cuddle as we finish the movie?”
I nod. “That sounds perfect.”
ASHER
Aspen fell asleep two hours ago. I knew the moment she did. Her soft little snores drifting out of her mouth sounded so peaceful.
I didn’t want to wake her, but I knew we couldn’t stay in the entertainment room. She might have bought us a couple of hours, but I know one of the brothers will end up in here drunk at some point. Probably watching porn.
I hate to admit I have walked in on it. More than once.
I’m the reason the door has a lock and a strict rule to keep it that way while in use.
Panther didn’t take much convincing when I brought up Aspen and her trauma.
After I carried her to bed, I went back and cleaned up our little impromptu date. I couldn’t believe she planned it all for us.
Every time I think the girl cannot surprise me anymore, she goes and does something amazing. I swear, she is one of a kind.
Thank God, she is all mine.
I know I should go back to my room, but I don’t want to. I want to hold her a bit longer.
So I do.
That’s how I ended up lying here, listening to my girl breathe like some sort of creeper. I can’t help it, though.
I could lie here forever. I love holding her when she looks at peace like this. It makes me feel like I’m doing my job. I am keeping her safe and happy.
That’s not life, though.
My phone ringing proves that. I sigh, answering it, trying to keep my tone low.
It doesn’t matter, though. Aspen is awake and looking up at me as I speak.
“Yeah?” I whisper.
“I need backup to ride out to the bar. Can you be ready in five?” Panther asks.
“I’ll meet you at the gate,” I answer before hanging up.
“I have to go, sweet girl,” I tell her.
She nods. “I know. Club business.” She reaches up and cups my cheek. “Promise me you will be safe.”
“I will always be safe and come home to you,” I promise her.
She presses her lips to mine for a soft kiss.
“Then go and come back to me. I’ll be waiting.”
I nod, climbing from the bed. It kills me to leave her, but when I look back one last time, she blows me a kiss, reminding me that it is her I am here for in the first place. Whatever Panther needs, I will do because it means I get to be with her.
There is no line I wouldn’t cross for her. No moral boundaries exist if it means her being happy and safe.