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The lights are dim, with soft music playing in the background. It’s a scene straight out of a movie, and I’m starting to reconsider my initial decision to go home tonight. My hormones are making it hard for me to function, scattering my thoughts as I wonder how Asher looks without these clothes.
Right now, Asher kissing me is all I want and need, but true to fashion, the voice of reason rears its ugly head. Jacob doesn’t feel well and he needs you. He could be over there crying right now and Magdalene surely won’t know what to do.
“All right, Mr. Jordan,” I say finally. “I have to get home before it gets too late.”
Asher nuzzles my neck for a moment before responding. “How do you do that?” he asks.
“Do what?”
He smiles and kisses me gently on the lips. “I have people calling me ‘Mr. Jordan’ all day, but when you do it, I can feel every syllable all over my body. It drives me insane. My cock springs to life every time you say it.”
I throw my head back and laugh. “Well, aren’t you glad I’m the only one who can do that? Otherwise, I’m sure you would have a long hard day at work. Pun absolutely intended.”
Asher chuckles softly. “If you want the truth, I still have a long hard day, especially after I get off the phone with you. My body stops taking orders whenever I hear your voice. The other day I had to reschedule a meeting to my office so I wouldn’t have to stand.”
I laugh so hard I have tears in my eyes. “Stop it,” I cry. “You are too much to handle, and I have to get going.” I start to get up from the couch to find my shoes and purse.
“Wait,” says Asher, guiding me back down to my seat. “I know I said one more kiss, but this time I’m serious. Last one, scout’s honor.”
“Were you even a Boy Scout?” I ask jokingly.
“Nope,” he says. “But I like saying it.”
I smile and roll my eyes. “You are something else. Fine, this is the last kiss, so you better make it count.”
He nods and leans over, his hand cupping my cheek. I fall back in the crook of the couch and allow myself to savor our last kiss of the evening.
His hand drops from my face and makes its way to my thigh. If I had an angel and a devil on each shoulder right now, both would be cheering for him to keep going.
He lingers for a moment stroking my sensitive skin, but each upwards stroke sends his hand higher and higher until he grazes my hip.
“No panties?” he whispers.
I shake my head no, not trusting my voice to put together words that make sense.
“What a bad girl you are. I’ve had this unwrapped present sitting in plain sight all night,” he says.
His hand glides over the top of my thigh and I willingly part my legs. It’s not that I don’t have self-control, because I do. I don’t want him to stop. After so many daydreams and fantasies, his touch is more than welcome.
I feel his fingers slide up and down my folds with ease and he exhales loudly.
“You are so fucking wet,” he whispers, bringing his lips back up to meet mine.
I inhale sharply and follow it with a low moan as he slips first one finger then another inside of me. He delves deeper and deeper inside of my body, his fingers hitting my G-spot with every stroke.
I open my legs wider, forcing my tight dress to ride higher up my body to my hips. Our tongues work together to the rhythm of his fingers as he controls my passion with delicate precision. Asher adds his thumb to the mix, using it to massage my clit in tiny circles. A wave of heat rushes through my body and suddenly I’m on fire. My hips thrust forward to meet his fingers and I know an orgasm is on the horizon. Struggling to slow my breathing, I attempt to hold off climaxing, but I can’t. Too many places are being stimulated all at one time and I can’t focus. I feel my walls tighten around his fingers like a vise-grip and I know for a fact he can’t pull out even if he wanted to.
“Look at me, Jade,” he says. “I know you’re about to come, and I want to see your eyes open.”
The second our eyes meet, I’m pushed over the edge. The dull throb that had been building quickens, my breath catches and I momentarily feel disconnected from my body. I grab his hand and try to maneuver him deeper inside of me to ride out the waves of the orgasm. Shuddering, I relish the electric shocks seizing me repeatedly until I go limp.
