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I exhaled. “Then no condom. Just you.”
Those words spurred him. His mouth savaged my neck, biting and licking until I was half out of my mind, arching myself into him, my hand stroking his huge erection and guiding it to my entrance.
“Faith,” he said tightly, like a prayer, and pressed into me.
If the wordfinallycould be a feeling, it surged all through me. Finally, I had him again. Finally, he was mine, and the heavy pressure of him filled me, leaving room for nothing and no one else.
“Yes,” I managed, reaching up to bury my fingers in his hair. “Just like that, firefighter. Fuck me just like that.”
Asher curled his arm under my thigh and lifted my leg to thrust deeper, faster, hitting that perfect spot inside me again and again. I’d been deprived of him for so long that I came within seconds, the orgasm ripping through me hard and fast and leaving me weak. I slumped onto my stomach, taking him with me. He braced himself with his forearms on top of me, still thrusting, still biting and licking, stoking a second orgasm from the first.
“I felt you come, Faith,” he growled in my ear. “You came hard around my cock…”
I nodded, delirious, his words like their own kind of touch, hitting me deep where he still moved in and out of me.
“And you got wetter for me, didn’t you? So wet…”
“Yes…” I whispered.
“Let me feel it.”
He slipped his other hand under me, between my legs. His fingers slid over the wetness while still slowly pumping his cock in and out. Then faster, harder, deeper.
“Oh God,” I murmured incoherently into the pillow, driven by his merciless thrusts. I slid my hand on top of his, moving his fingers how I liked it while he drove into me. He was right where I needed him to be, and I was buried under him, just where I wanted to be.
“Yours,” I whimpered. “All yours…”
“Because no one’s going to be here but me.”
“No one.”
“Mine,” he said and punctuated the word with a hard thrust. “This sweet pussy comes only for me.”
I cried out, clutched his forearm, nails digging in while my other hand stayed on top of his that was stroking me in tandem with his cock, driving me to the edge. We rocked together, our hips stacked, his chest sealed to my back. A second orgasm erupted through me and I tensed, my chest constricting so I could hardly move or breathe. The pleasure flooded me—like lava, I imagined—searing hot and devouring everything in its path.
Asher’s thrusts deepened, then he made a sound low in his chest and emptied himself inside me. It was hot and sticky and raw, and the sounds he made while coming were the sexiest I’d ever heard in my life, yet I felt like crying.
Because this is what I want. Always.
His pistoning hips slowed and then stopped. He withdrew to slump back onto his side. He took me with him, arms wrapped around me, but this time holding me securely. His mouth was gentle now as he laid kisses between my shoulder blades, my neck, my ear.
Eventually, I got up to use the restroom and clean myself up. When I came back to bed, he reached for me and put me in the same exact position—wrapped up in him.
As we drifted into heavy, satiated sleep, I realized I could’ve stayed there forever. Me, who’d never let a man keep me for longer than a night, settled into Asher’s protective embrace, and I never wanted him to let me go.
