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“Who was that guy to you? Don’t lie,” he said in a tight tone.
Trent entered my head and immediately the pleasure filling my body soured. “No one.”
“He’s under the impression that you’re a thing. The word marriage was used,” Asher said.
I snorted in disbelief. “He’s delusional. If you want to talk about him, turn it off. I don’t want to think about him right now,” I panted.
Asher nodded approvingly. “You’re right. You should only be thinking about me, watching you come.”
Heat crept back over me at his tone. He sounded more intense than ever. Possessive. Hungry. I gasped, rocking against the mattress.
“Now, that’s a good girl. Let it happen, Your Majesty…and let me see how it feels.” He leaned forward, bracing his elbows on his knees, grasping the fucking remote in one hand.
I gripped the covers by the fistful, my fight to ignore the feeling impossible now that he’d turned up the intensity. I flopped back, my body moving without my control. I was writhing like a possessed woman, and he was staring.
The light snapped on, and I caught sight of Asher’s infuriating smirk. “That’s better. Let me see the show.”
My gaze stuck to his face, my eyes bound to his. I couldn’t look away. I’d lost control of my body.
“So, a remote? Are rich people too lazy to use their own hands to get off, or is this designed for couples?” he teased, his eyes glued to my every movement.
I flushed, biting my lip to keep in a groan. “If you must know, I like to keep my hands free for reading.”
“Reading,” he repeated skeptically.
I somehow managed an eye roll, despite the pleasure charging through my body. “Yes, reading. Not that you’d know anything about it, but titillating women is a little more intellectually demanding than it is for men…”
“Are you telling me you read porn and wear these panties? Where the fuck is this library? Your taste in books sounds right up my alley.”
“It’s not porn, it’s romance…that’s what turns women on,” I gasped out. “Not that you’d know much about either of those things.”
“I don’t know, I think I’ve done a decent job of the latter the last few times we’ve tussled.” He stood up and shed his jacket, quickly followed by his T-shirt. His bare chest gleamed golden in the lamp light. His tattoos crawled up his muscular arms to his huge shoulders. Now I was the one who couldn’t look away. His hands went to his belt.
“What are you doing?” I whispered, climbing higher and higher with every second.
“Getting ready to fuck my girlfriend, why?” He bent at the waist and pushed his jeans down, taking his boxers with them.
“Fuck me?” I echoed, dazed and so close to coming, a stiff breeze across my nipples could have set me off.
He smirked and nodded. “I’m going to baby, no need to beg.”
I rolled my eyes, or started to, but the pleasure was climbing to a peak I couldn’t avoid. The bed dipped and Asher was there, reaching across me to my nightstand.
“You got protection in here?”
I swallowed hard and shook my head, panting now with the effort of holding back a devastating orgasm. The knowledge that I was about to have sex for the very first time had distracted me. Did I even want to? Yes. Fucking yes, I did. I didn’t even have to search for the answer. It was right there.
“I’m on the pill,” I murmured, crying out as the relentless vibration threatened to push me over the edge.
Asher stilled, studying me with an unreadable look in his eyes. “You’re asking me to be bare inside you, Ice Queen?” he murmured, reaching out and tracing my lips with a finger. “I don’t do that.”
“Well, don’t you carry protection? I’m sure you’ve got enough action going on to justify it,” I muttered, my entire body clenching and unclenching, so close I could taste it.
“I don’t, actually. I don’t have time to fuck around with girls who barely interest me, and since Parents’ Day last year, there’s only been one I’ve wanted to make scream.” He leaned down, framing my face with both hands, pinning me to the bed. The panties were still working their magic, and now, his face was right in front of me. His hips were pressing the damn vibration even harder against me as I struggled to take in what he was saying. He pushed his fingers into my hair.
“That’s you, Winter. I’ve not fucked a girl since you sauntered into my life and buried yourself in my head.” His fingers gripped my skull, pressing in like he could push me out of his thoughts by sheer will alone. Then he kissed me, and I lost the battle.
I came so hard I cried out, a strangled mewl, right into his mouth. I felt his lips curve as he smiled mid-kiss. Then his tongue was raking against mine, thrusting into my mouth as I came and came, waves of pleasure coasting through me, wrecking me on rocks and leaving me scattered.
