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“Fuck,” he growled as I took him all the way into my mouth, savoring the warmth of him as I flicked my tongue over his head. “Daisy.”
I bobbed up and down, swirling my tongue along his hard cock, shifting my pace from slow to fast and back again, relishing the way his fingers tightened in my hair as I devoured him.
Gently, he pulled me back enough that his cock slipped out of my mouth with a little popping sound that made him shudder. “You’re going to ruin all my fun,” he chided, then nudged me back on the bed and leaned over me.
“I was having fun,” I argued, but sighed contently as he planted kisses along my jawline, down my neck, and over my breasts. I bowed off the bed, arching into each kiss as he worked his way lower, his hands roaming everywhere his mouth touched.
His lips grazed over my hips, then down my thigh in long, languid caresses that had chills raising along my skin. Slow and tender, he left no inch of me untouched, except for the place I needed him most. But I was content to wait for him forever, because he was worth every ounce of tension and need burning inside me.
Asher’s fingers were teasing as he explored my body, taking his time as he made sure he worked me into a panting mess. And just when I thought I couldn’t take another second of his delicious torture, he parted my thighs and dipped his head between them, sliding his tongue through my heat in one long stroke that had me bowing off the bed.
He shifted, gently putting one of my legs over his shoulder, and lapped at me again, the sensation like a lick of flame down the center of me. An ache wrenched in my core as he continued to taste me, alternating between long laps and sweet sucks.
“Asher,” I groaned as he increased his pace.
He murmured against me, plunging his tongue inside me faster, and slid his hands beneath my ass, lifting me so he could eat me at a better angle. The possessive move had every already firing nerve ending lighting up like a lightning storm, and when he placed his lips over that small bundle of nerves and sucked, I lost it completely.
My thighs clenched as I came, my entire body shaking from the force of it. Sparks of electricity danced over my skin, making my muscles tremble and my head spin as he continued to lap at me as I came down.
Asher grinned up at me when he settled me on the bed, rising up on his knees and rolling a condom on before he reached above me for a pillow. “Ass up,” he demanded, and I immediately obeyed.
He slid the pillow beneath me, wasting no time to situate himself between my thighs. “Tell me if it’s too much,” he said, sliding his cock inside me where his mouth had just made me slick for him.
I groaned at the feel of him sinking into the hilt, the way he filled me so much I could hardly breathe or think around it. From this angle, he hit that spot deep inside me with each slow thrust, and since I was already oversensitive, it had me riding that edge faster than ever.
I reached up and drew his face to mine, kissing him between my moans. I wrapped my legs around his hips, urging him deeper with each time he pumped inside me.
“You feel so good,” I managed to say, my mind whirling like a sparkling fog swirled around me. The kind created by bliss and sustained by pleasure. Pleasure that Asher freaking Silas owned every inch of.
“I love how you look beneath me,” he said, rising up just enough to trail his gaze down my body to where we were joined. His eyes blazed as he watched himself fuck me, then he returned to me, kissing me fast before he rose up on his knees, gripping the backs of mine.
I gasped as he pistoned his hips, driving inside me harder and deeper, the angle leaving me powerless and completely at his mercy. And I fucking loved it. I clutched one of his muscled forearms with one hand, and trailed my free one over my breast, rubbing it because it just felt too damn good not to.
“Fuck, Daisy,” Asher said, pumping into me as he watched me.
I met his gaze, loving how hazed it was, loving how he looked above me, all muscle and strength and passion.
Loved the way he took control, loving how I could trust him with my body without a hint of doubt, loved—
“Come with me, baby,” he said, hardening inside me another degree.
He reached between us and rolled his fingers over my clit at the same time he drove into me, shoving me right over that edge.
