Page 141 of Merciless

I thought it was Elijah all this time. It made more sense that it was him since he was the one who led me along this whole time, making it seem like he really was into me.

Asher leans forward and drags his tongue between my pussy lips. The tip flicks my clit and draws a guttural moan from me.

“Asher, please,” I whimper. “Free my hands.”

He smirks and moves onto his knees, then leans back on his haunches. “No. I don’t want to ruin the fun. What good is that?”

He licks his lips with a groan. His eyes roll back and he drags in a deep, shuddering breath.

“Fuck, little ghost.” He opens his eyes and pins me with his darkened gaze. “You still taste so fucking good.”

He holds his sucker up with a wicked smile, flashing his teeth before lowering it between my folds.

“W-wait,” I moan.

He tuts, shushing me. He grabs my thigh, spreading me wider as he rolls the candy outside my opening. Then he drags it to my clit.

“I want to taste you all fucking day,” he murmurs. “Soak my sucker, little ghost. Give me something to remember you by.”

I whimper as he presses the sucker down on my clit, then rolls it. I shudder and bite my bottom lip to keep quiet, but I still make noises, no matter how hard I try to keep quiet. Asher forces them out of me as if he’s a man possessed.

“No matter how angry you are with me, you still moan like my needy slut, don’t you?”

He hums and drags the sucker down to my entrance. He tears his fixated gaze from my pussy and focuses on my face, watching my reaction as he sinks the sucker inside me.

“This is so fucked up.” My back arches, and I suck in a harsh breath as he pushes the candy until his fingers wiggle inside me as well.

“Not as fucked up as you, baby. Your pussy is swallowing my candy as if it’s my cock.” He bites his bottom lip and tilts his head as he thrusts the sucker in and out of me.

“Asher,” I whine.

“That’s it, moan my name. Maybe I’ll let you come too if you ask nicely.”

I shake my head and pant. My clit throbs like a heartbeat, begging for attention.

He chuckles and pinches the bundle of nerves between his other fingers. “Aww, poor baby. You want to come?”

My eyes slide back as he rolls my clit between his fingers. He drags the sucker out of me, then rams it back inside. He swirls it, rubbing against the sensitive part that has my toes curling.

“P-please,” I murmur breathlessly.

“Look at me.”

My eyelashes flutter as I open my eyes.

He grins and thrusts the sucker with slow, measured strokes. His thumb and forefinger roll my clit between them.

“There she is,” he murmurs. “There’s my girl. You look so good being fucked by my sucker. Such a sick, twisted freak.”

“A-Asher,” I whine.

He grins and removes the sucker, then pops it into his mouth.

“Wait,” I whimper.

He moves off the bed. “Get some rest, little ghost.”

“Come back!”