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My mouth pops open in shock before I let out a bubble of laughter. "Yours? Fuck, Blake was right. You do want your cake and to eat it too. You can't have both of us, Asher. You and Jenny make sense. We… we just don't."
"But we could…" he murmurs.
I cry out in frustration, covering my face with my hands. "No, no we couldn't. You're my stepbrother. We've already taken this too far. Just let me go… please, Asher. Let me go and be happy."
"Don't I deserve to be happy too?" Asher asks.
"And what would make you happy?" I respond, my voice shaking.
Asher steps towards me, making me step back. We keep going until my back hits my car, boxing me in. Asher presses his torso against me gently, his eyes holding mine.
"You, Rylee. You make me happy."
"Asher…" I whisper but he stops me.
"No, let me speak. Ever since you came into my life, you've been a pain in the ass. But, you make me feel more alive than I've ever felt. And I don't care how wrong this is. Because, I love you, Rylee."
I stare at him in shock, my jaw open as I try to process his words. He waits patiently for me to speak, his eyes full of emotion as they plead with me to respond. I can see the desperation in those stormy grey eyes, begging me... telling me, to let him in.
I've never been one to let myself be vulnerable, but his words send a cannon ball through my walls, shattering them into hundreds of pieces. I've been wishing to hear them for so long, it almost doesn't feel real. And I'm so scared if I don't say anything, the moment is going to slip by me and I'll never be able to grab it.
"I love you too, Asher…" I whisper, tears spilling down my cheeks. "But, I don't think it will change anything."
Asher grabs my face in his hands, putting his forehead to mine. "Tell me… tell me you want me to leave right now, and that you don't want to spend the night with me. Tell me… and I'll walk away. But, if you don't want me to, then I'm going to take you home and show you just how much you mean to me."
I put my hands over his, biting my lip before nodding slowly. "I want you."
That's all he waits to hear, his lips colliding with mine in such a frenzy of desperation, desire and pain. I kiss him back, scared that he'll change his mind or tell me it's a joke… a sick dare.
He pulls back slightly, smiling. "Let's go home. We can talk about everything in the morning."
I pull into the driveway, with Asher close behind me. I had refused to leave my car parked in a random spot overnight, so Asher followed me home. I had no concerns though about falling asleep at the wheel… I was so wide awake, it was as if I had had sixteen cups of coffee.
After we park, we quietly head inside, Asher gripping my hand as he leads me up the stairs. We bypass my bedroom door, heading straight for his.
I'm nervous but the fire in my stomach fuels me on. I'm barely four steps into the bedroom when Asher grabs me, lifting me up so I can wrap my legs around his hips as he kisses me. I wrap my arms around his neck, kissing him back with such power and ferocity that I'm scared I won't be able to stop.
He tastes like danger, trouble and mint… all mixed into one. I'm falling hard, desperate to feel him. He walks us to the bed, putting me down gently.
My legs dangle off the edge as I stare up at him. He rips off his hoodie and cotton shirt, exposing his muscular chest and abs that I love so much. His erection is pushing out of his grey sweatpants, inviting and teasing me. But he doesn't give me a chance. He swoops down, kissing me, as his hands graze my sides. I kick off my shoes, feeling his hands grab the waistband of my leggings. Asher pulls them down easily, leaving me in my red thong. He pauses, looking at it and I chuckle internally. I guess he does like red after all.
I pull my shirt off, letting my naked breasts bounce free. He grabs one in his palm, gently squeezing as his thumb flicks over my nipple. I let out a little moan which turns into a gasp as his mouth covers it. His mouth and tongue tease, licking and pulling on it until it's hard enough to cut diamond. Asher switches to the other side, his hand playing with one while his mouth covers the other.
My hands grab his back, my nails leaving angry red trail marks down his skin. I can feel his muscles twitching underneath my touch, and I go lower, trying to find the waist band of his sweatpants.
Asher pulls back, standing. I shuffle to the edge, my hands grabbing the waist band as I slide them down his legs. His hard cock springs free, the tip wet with pre-cum. I lean forward, licking the tip eagerly, tasting him.
"Fuck, Ry," he hisses, his hand grabbing the back of my head. He encourages me, pushing my head down further, but not forcefully as he controls himself. Without breaking contact, he kicks his pants off, watching me as I lick and suck his gorgeous cock. I've waited for so long and he doesn't disappoint.
His hands cup the sides of my face, guiding me off his length which is wet from my mouth. I'm pushed back, his fingers grabbing the outside of my thong which he wastes no time getting rid of. Asher drops to his knees, yanking me closer as my legs fall over his shoulders.
"I can't wait to taste you again," he murmurs, breathing me in. "I'm addicted to you, and have no plans to stop."
Asher's tongue shoots out, finding my clit. I writhe on the bed, my hips pushing closer to him as pleasure rocks through my body. His tongue flicks my clit before sliding down, teasing and tasting me as my hands grip his soft hair. Hands hold me down, keeping me still as he edges me closer to release. I feel his fingers tease my entrance, stretching me as they slowly slide in. He fucks me, tonguing my clit as I tighten around him.
"That's it, come for me, Rylee," he says, pulling back as he watches my face.
My body tenses, my orgasm on the brink and when his tongue touches my clit again, I explode, seeing stars.
