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"It was always the plan, Asher. The timeline just sped up."
"Why?" he demands. "Is this because of Friday?"
I feel something explode inside of me, that monster that has been lurking beneath the surface for the past few weeks finally breaking free.
"Of course it is! This is about everything. It's about the game, about Jenny, about the stupid fucking game! It'severything."
Asher stares at me, his eyes threatening to show all his emotions as he tries to control himself.
"I don't want you to go," he finally says.
I throw my arms up in exasperation. "I've already got a place sorted. It's done, Asher. It's better this way." I scoop up the pillow and duvet, stepping towards him. "Now, get out of my way."
"No," he snaps. "I'm not letting you just pack up and leave."
"For fuck's sake, Asher! I am done with all of you. Being here means nothing to me!"
He closes the distance between us, knocking the pillow off the top of the duvet. "SoImean nothing?"
"Yes."
Asher grabs the duvet from my hands, flinging it angrily to the side. "You're a fucking liar."
"I'm not ly-"
His lips smash against mine, his hands grabbing my face firmly. I weakly try to push him back, but my own mouth is already moving with his. Asher lets go of my face, grabbing my hands in his as he pins them between us. Our tongues find each other, battling for control and need as we fall lost in the moment.
I'm falling again…
Like always.
I stop fighting against him, pulling my arms back so I can wrap them around his neck. He reaches down, cupping my ass as he lifts me off the ground. My legs wrap around his waist as we continue our brutal kiss.
They say a picture is worth a thousand words… but you know what? A kiss says a million more.
I can feel his pain, his anger, his desire… he is pouring everything into me. And I'm breathing it up like it's the air I need to live.
Asher walks forward, dropping me backwards onto the mattress. I whimper in disappointment as the kiss breaks, staring up at him. His lips are swollen and pink from our kiss, but he's never looked better. I've marked him, even if only temporarily, and the thought travels deep.
He reaches for my shirt, ripping it off me. His hands are immediately on my breasts, cupping the mounds as he places soft kisses over my chest.
My breath hitches when I feel his mouth travel lower, the tip of his tongue teasing my stomach. The button of my jeans are undone, his hands pulling them and my underwear simultaneously off my body.
There's a sole, tiny rational thought left in my body, telling me to stop. To put an end to this before the damage is done. But that thought dies when he falls to his knees, pushing my legs apart. Before I can even speak, his tongue darts out, swiping my clit.
I'm a goner. There's no saving me now. He has me and all the arguments I had told myself on the drive back, have suddenly gone out the window.
My moans bubble out fast and loud as he feasts on me, his tongue doing things to my body that no one else has ever done before. The ecstasy has my walls breaking, brick by brick.
His fingers slide into my warmth, and my mouth falls open as pleasure hits me. Instantly, he finds my g-spot, alternating between rubbing the spot and pumping in and out of me. His tongue continues to ravish me and before I know it, I'm coming, harder than I ever have before in my life.
Asher keeps going, pushing my orgasm higher as he sucks my sensitive clit. My screams and moans echo around the room, slowly dying off as he begins to pull back slowly. He takes his time, watching me writhe on the bed.
"Don't leave," he says again, his voice husky this time.
I slowly push up onto my elbows, looking at him. His lips are still swollen, but now covered in me as he gives me a pleading look.
"Asher…" I start.
