I swallowed as the air in the room shifted. Asher moved in closer to me and dipped his head enough for our lips to connect. His lips were warm against mine, and that ember beneath the surface sparked to life as he pulled me into him. My towel dropped on its own to the floor. He groaned in response as my fingers tangled in his hair. His head dipped as he spread kisses down my neck, and then he swept me off my feet. I squealed and laughed. It wasn’t a feeling I thought I would have any time soon after what I learned about Sophie tonight, but Asher had a wayof filling my life with joy. He laid me on the bed and watched me like he was really seeing me.
“Drop the towel,” I said.
“Oh, she’s bossy,” he wiggled his eyebrows.
He made a show of swinging his hips like a stripper, and then he whipped off the towel. I laughed some more, and then he jumped on the bed and lay on his back and turned to me. “It’s time you ride me, beautiful,” he said.
I felt my eyes pop.
“Come on, it’s not that scary. I think you’re going to enjoy it. The control, the feeling,” he urged.
I nodded and sat up. I moved to straddle him, my eyes locked with his, watching his dark orbs heat.
“You realize I don’t know what I’m doing,” I reminded.
“Take my cock and put it at your entrance,” he instructed, his voice low and rough. He was rock hard as I took his cock in my hand and placed him at my opening. “That’s it, just like that.”
He cupped my butt with his two hands. “Now seat yourself on me.”
I did as he said, and as he slid inside me, I moaned. He filled me in the best way.
“Now move your hips, beautiful,” he directed.
I began to move, trying to find the rhythm that felt best. Asher was patient as I moved up and down. He was right it felt different this way. I placed my hands on his chest, my body leaning slightly forward while his cock rubbed my clit with each rock of my hips.
“Oh, that does feel good,” I moaned.
He moved his large, calloused hands to my breasts and tweaked my nipples. I began to move faster as passion took over, and my eyes fell shut. When Asher began moving his hips too, thrusting his cock deeper inside me, I was lost to the sensation. To him. I fell over the edge, riding his cock, screaming his name.Asher fell with me, filling as everything began to unravel. I road out the intensity. He was right the control I gained from being on top was intense. I thrust my hips on him until I was breathless. Then I collapsed on his chest, my breathing ragged, and he held me while his cock was still inside me.
“That was…”
He laughed. “I told you.”
“Wow.”
“Yeah.”
We stayed like that until our breaths evened out, and then I rolled off him and curled into his side. That’s when I realized we hadn’t used a condom.
“Asher?” I said, my voice panicked.
He read my emotions in that moment and cursed under his breath. “Shit, Claire. I’m sorry. We were so tangled in everything, I forgot.”
“I forgot too. It’s not just on you,” I assured. “I’m not on the pill.”
“Okay,” he said. “I’m clean, so I don’t want you to worry about that, and if…”
“If I end up pregnant,” I finished the sentence for him.
“We’ll be in it together,” he said with a steadiness as he ran his thumb along my cheek. His eyes were filled with so much emotion, so many unsaid words, but he was holding back, and so was I. The words ‘I love you’ couldn’t leave my lips. Not when I felt like my life was completely scattered.
“Yes.” We’d be in it together.
He kissed my forehead, and we fell asleep, tangled in each other. Close. Warm. Cherished. That night, I dreamed my belly was round. I dreamed of Asher doting on me, of us building a life together, and when I woke the next morning, I smiled, thinking how much I wanted that fantasy to become a reality.
CHAPTER 29
Asher