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I cry out his name, my body trembling as I ride out my climax. Asher climbs onto the bed, holding himself over me. He leans down, kissing me and I can taste myself on him. It's powerful and intoxicating, my senses diminished as all I can focus on is him.
His cock rubs against my sensitive clit, making me whimper. I push my hips up, trying to find him as I dig my nails into his biceps.
"Please," I beg.
"What do you want?" Asher asks, sliding his cock along my slit.
My eyes flicker to his, a plea of desperation and insanity shining at him. "You. Always, you."
His face lights up at my admission, and before I can say anything else, he thrusts into me, his cock filling me in places I didn't know existed. I cry out, the feeling of fullness overwhelming me.
He's perfect. It's like our bodies were made for each other, fitting together like a hand and glove.
Asher starts to rock his hips, pulling his cock out until just the tip remains inside, before driving forward. He's breaking me and putting me back together at the same time. A mixture of pleasure and pain as he starts to speed up. My whole body feels like it's on fire, a wild inferno set alight by this man.
He grabs my right leg, lifting it up so he can angle in deeper, filling me. I cry out and moan as he hits my g-spot repeatedly, my body shaking and bouncing from his movements.
"You're perfect," he says breathlessly, slamming into my tight pussy.
I lift my head up, kissing him as we rock together, our hips meeting with brutal force. He lets go of my leg, his hand reaching down to rub my clit, making me arch my back as I whimper.
"Come for me again. I want to feel you come on my cock."
My body reacts instantly, the edge I was teetering on now a lost memory as I fall over it. My orgasm rips through me, my body tightening as I scream his name.
Asher growls, his mouth silencing me as he kisses me through his own release, his thrusts deep as he reaches his release.
I can feel his heartbeat pounding in his chest against mine, our breathing both ragged and rough as we ride the down spiral of our climaxes together. I'm on the verge of passing out when I feel Asher slide out, his hands gently grabbing me and moving me up the bed. My head hits the pillow as Asher lays next to me. He gently guides me to my side, my back facing him, as he shuffles forward to hold me.
Gentle kisses shower my shoulders and neck as Asher whispers sweet words in my ear. And as the darkness claims me, I drift off into a blissful deep sleep, feeling at home for the first time.
Chapter thirty
Iwakeearlythenext morning, sore and still exhausted, but with a sense of peace and satisfaction rich in my bones. Asher is still asleep behind me, his tattooed arm wrapping protectively around my waist.
We're still naked and behind, I can feel Asher stirring. His cock is growing by the minute, pressing into my ass as he spoons me.
Grinning, I push back against him, rubbing as I hear him moan in his sleepy state.
"Rylee," he groans, his voice husky from sleep. "Stop that unless you want me to pound your pussy and wake everyone up."
"Surprised we didn't last night," I murmur, grinding harder.
Asher growls, his hand tightening around me. I push against him again, but let out a yelp when I'm suddenly thrown on my back. Asher hovers over me, his grey eyes hazy as he wakes up, but he's looking at me like I'm his breakfast and he hasn't eaten in years.
"Well, lucky for you I heard dad and Charlotte leave early this morning. I think they've gone to the ranch for a few days to sign some paperwork."
He flips me onto my stomach, making me shriek. Asher grabs my hips, pulling me back, his alignment so perfect that he enters me in one go.
I let out a long moan, my head dropping forward as I adjust to him. He doesn't give me any time though, ramming into me. Whimpers fall from my lips as I rock my hips back against him, meeting him in the middle where our bodies are joined.
Asher frees one hand, running his fingers up my spine. He reaches the back of my neck, curling his fist in my hair as he pulls my head back. I gasp, moaning as my head is held still by his grip in my hair.
"More, Asher," I beg, driving my hips back harder.
"I love hearing you beg, Rylee. I love it even more when you scream my name." He forces the point home by thrusting harder, my knees sliding up the mattress from the force.
He lets go of my hair to stroke my clit, pinching it between his fingers. Asher gets his wish as I come hard, screaming his name. He growls behind me, slamming into me hard and deep before my own name falls in a groan from his lips.
