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I loved Ricki. I think I’d loved her since the day we’d met. It wasn’t a difficult or scary thing to contemplate.

Loving Ricki was as easy for me as breathing, something I felt like I was born to do.

There was no way in hell I was about to tell her that, though. Dropping those three little words would send her running so fast, she’d probably break the sound barrier.

No, with Ricki, caution was always warranted. Tracing my fingers over those telling words on her body, I decided to keep my feelings to myself just a little longer. Maybe, if I played my cards right, she would come around enough to say it to me first, then I could make the whole thing seem like it was her idea in the first place.

“You gonna fuck me tonight, Asher, or should I just do the job myself?”

Yeah. I loved the fuck outta this woman.

“Oh, baby,” I said lightly, lining up and driving home in one swift, hard stroke. The force of it had Ricki’s hands flying out, grasping those same bars on the headboard in an attempt to steady herself, but I didn’t let up. “I am absolutely gonna fuck you. Don’t you worry about a thing.” Rolling my hips, I smiled at the low moan that escaped her, then I latched my fingers into the soft skin of her hips, pulled back slowly and then slammed home again, this time releasing a groan of my own as her slick channel seemed to suck me in deep. “Your only job,” I cooed, moving one hand from her hip and threading it into her thick, dark hair, “is to take what I give.”

With that, I tightened my grip on her hair, pulling just hard enough to have her unable to get far away from me, then I set a hard and steady pace, not letting up even a little as Ricki’s moans turned from deep and throaty to loud and frantic. She used the headboard as an anchor, the muscles in her back flexing before my eyes as she gave as good as she got, thrusting her hips backward and meeting me stroke for stroke.

It was incredible.

“Yes, Asher,” she hissed as I changed my angle, moving in more of a downward motion and slowing my pace just a little, going for longer, deeper strokes. I wanted to make sure she felt meeverywhere. “Oh, fuck yes. So good.”

Ricki dropped her head to the mattress, exposing all of her to me again. I smiled as I moved my thumb to where we were joined, sliding it around and gathering up as much of her moisture as I could before once again teasing her asshole. This time, however, she didn’t tighten up to resist me. This time, she let out a breath and I watched as she visibly relaxed, unfurling like a rose, while I gently pushed the tip of my thumb inside her a little at a time.

“Look at you, baby,” I whispered, so fuckin’ turned on I could barely stand it. “Look how good you take me. One day, Ricki,” I paused, leaning down to release a long trail of warm spit over my thumb to ease the rest of it inside. “One day, I’m gonna fuck you here.”

“I—I don’t,”

“Shhh. Don’t you think on it. Not yet. Just know that I’d take good care of you, Ricki. I’ll make sure that when I finally get inside this sweet ass, you won’t regret a goddamn thing.”

“Asher,” she whined, and I figured I’d tortured her enough.

“Alright, baby,” I laughed, withdrawing my thumb and sliding my fingers over the small of her back, my blunt nails causing goosebumps to rise on her golden skin. “You ready to come?”

“Yes. Yes. Yes.” Ricki looked back at me, her eyes wild as she stared over her shoulder, her hips swirling rapidly while she fucked herself back on my cock, desperate for the friction I’d denied her for the last few minutes.

“Then help me out, baby. Play with your clit. Show me how you like it, and we’ll make sure you get what you need. Together, yeah?”

She nodded, her eyes scrunching shut as she dropped one hand to between her legs, shocking the shit outta me when her fingers bypassed her clit and instead landed on my balls, teasing and stroking them for a few seconds before she did as I’d instructed.

“Fuck, baby. That was hot as hell.”

“I’m close, Asher. So close.”

I was too, but there was no way I was gonna come before she did. I bore down, solely focused on what I was doing, ignoring the sweat that ran between my shoulder blades or the cramp that was forming in my leg muscles.

The only thing that mattered—the only thing I cared about in the whole world at that moment—was making Enrica Vasquez come on my dick.

And when she did, it was the most incredible thing I’d ever seen.

She screamed, a visceral howl that sounded like it was coming from the deepest part of her soul, and her pussy clamped down on me so hard I thought I’d pass out. My movements stuttered, my rhythm dying as I found my own release, burying myself deep within her hot body and feeling like I never wanted to leave.

“Holy shit, Asher,” Ricki repeated, her words muffled where her face was still pressed into the blankets. “When can we do that again?”

Chapter thirty-five

Ricki

“Ohmygod,thisis so good.”

My words were muffled, but I knew Asher had understood me because he gave me an indulgent smile.

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