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I turn her around and bend her over the counter where she was cleaning her face. She holds herself up as I hike her skirt up. I unzip my pants and stroke myself a few times, ensuring my erection. She spreads her legs, which spurs me on.

I hold onto her hip with my hand and guide my dick with the other until I’m lined up with her opening, and I can edge myself in.

She’s wet and ready for me as I enter her. She whimpers out loud, and I hold her hips, starting to move right away.

She reaches between her legs to touch herself, and I can’t lie; it’s just a bigger turn-on. She starts letting out little ‘ah’ sounds every time I pound her, and the sound of slapping flesh fills the room. She’s so wet I’m worried I’ll slip right out. She’s definitely become accustomed to my size.

She stops me and I pull out so she can turn around and sit on the counter. She spreads her legs and pulls me to her. I kiss her hungrily as I push back into her and start moving my hips. My fingers are now teasing her clit.

She reaches down and fondles my balls, and I grunt slightly, trying my hardest not to cum on the spot.

It’s not the most comfortable of positions, but we’re both quickly reaching our climax. I kiss her deeply, and she responds, pressing her lips against me quite hard.

I feel her tongue probing my mouth, and she tastes like red wine. I grunt and move harder, and she whimpers into my mouth, a good whimper. A pleasurable whimper.

“Do you want to cum, baby?” I murmur against her lips. “Cum for me.”

She tips her head back and cries out as she tightens around my erection. She shakes as though she’s being electrocuted, and with that, I bury myself deep inside her and chase my own climax.

We let go of each other and I step back, fixing my pants. She looks at me, out of breath.

She slides off the counter and turns around. “Please unzip me. I need to shower.”

I smile and gently pull down the zip of her dress. I kiss her bare shoulder as she slides out of it. “Maybe I’ll join you.”

“I don’t think I have enough energy for another round,” she says quietly.

“Then just to be together. So that I can wash you and be gentle with you. Asher, whatever you want in this world. Whatever you need. I will give it to you. I will burn this world down to its last embers for you.”

I kiss her forehead gently.

Chapter 14 - Asher

Danil steps into the shower behind me and picks up the soap, lathering the sponge. He washes me with great care, tracing every curve of my body with that sponge. He leans down and kisses me softly while he does it, and my breath is taken away. He’s so manly, yet with me, he’s so gentle. He gets the shampoo and gently massages some into my hair, massaging my scalp. He does the same with the conditioner, and once everything is rinsed off, I tentatively start to wash him. His body is covered with scars and a few tattoos. He’s fighting fit with a nice little garden trail down his belly.

Once he’s rinsed off, he steps out and wraps a towel around his waist before holding one out for me. I step onto the mat and into the towel, wrapping it around my body. Danil walks ahead of me and changes into slacks and a golf shirt in case he needs to go out again for work.

I know I was distant when I came home, but that’s because I finally figured out my side hustle. I’m going to connect buyers and sellers of paintings for a small fee, of course. I can save up the money and pay back Danil and demand a divorce. I don’t care what his family says; we do not belong together.

Except I can’t say no to him. When his musky, manly scent infiltrates my senses, and he kisses me… it’s like my body and brain are not on the same page.

I need to tell Danil about the double date. I dress in a little black dress and high heels. I do my makeup and hair, then go downstairs to his office.

“Ash? Where are you going?” he asks as I walk in.

“Actually, where we are going. I forgot to mention earlier that we have a double date with Kervyn and Penny. You don’t have to go if you don’t want to, but I was distracted and forgot to tell you.” I give him a small smile. “I can go alone, though, if you need to work.”

“Not at all! Let me quickly do something and I will change into something nicer. I assume we’re going somewhere fancier than Zeek’s.” He knows my favorite restaurant. He knows too much about me. Is it from spying on me, or has he just been paying attention to me the entire time I have known him? Or was Luka running his mouth?

Either way, I don’t like it.

I watch him enter his password, and it just sticks in my brain. I look away too late, but he doesn’t seem to notice at all.

“I’ll be back down in ten minutes.” He kisses my cheek as he passes me.

“I’m going to make some work calls,” I call as he goes upstairs.

I scroll through my phone and stop on the first name I recognize. I dial it. An elderly man answers, “Asher Lawson?”

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