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God, I've never been this turned on. I’m panting and moaning as I push back against him, wanting more of his thick, hard length. I grind my ass against him as he applies pressure to my clit and pinches my nipple simultaneously.

“Come, Dragonfly.”

Those words are my undoing as the orgasm that crashes into me causes my whole body to go numb and shiver at the same time. Sparks fly and I’m pretty sure I black out for a moment.

I come to as the wave subsides, only to have Asher slam into me with one final hard thrust, coating my insides with his warm cum.

I lean back against Asher’s body and rest my head against his shoulder. I begin to drift off, only to feel Asher gently laying me down beside him, and wrapping his arm around me.

Our steady breathing and the sound of the leaves rustling outside lull me back to sleep.

Chapter Ten

ASHER

Islowly come awake to the warmth of Samantha’s body. Her naked skin against mine is a welcome sight in the early morning light.

I can’t help but smile as I replay the events of the previous night in my mind. It was like every dream I ever had compiled into one hell of a night.

As I look at Sam's body wrapped up in mine, I can’t help but feel this is right. This is the way I should wake up every morning, not fearing she might run off again as I sleep.

I want to stay here, with her in my arms, but it's a new day and we have to face reality. We need to address the unspoken question about us, and what we want from each other.

“I can feel you staring,” she says without opening her eyes.

I smile. “Well, I’m wondering if I’m still dreaming, and that in reality you’ve actually left my body cold and alone up in a tree.”

“Yeah, I kind of deserve that one,” She mumbles, while tracing the dragonfly tattoo on my chest. “When did you get this?”

“The dragonfly?” I ask. I feel her nod, so I continue, “second year of college, after a party. Went with some buddies on a whim and instantly knew what I wanted. You were never far from my mind, even then.”

“Hmm” she hums, licking at the tattoo as she reaches between us and runs her hand over my semi-hard erection.

I stop her hand, holding it over my hardening dick, and give her a serious look. “Babe, if you do that, you're gonna have to chop the morning wood.”

She giggles into my chest, and I smooth down her messy blonde hair. She looks thoroughly fucked, like I remember her looking that day in Mrs. Kendall’s living room.

I prop myself up on one elbow, and she raises her head. “As much as I would love to feel that sweet mouth all over me, we have to talk.”

She sits up and draws an extra blanket around her, covering her beautiful body. “Asher, I don't know where to begin…”

“Sam, we both have doubts about what this could be between us,” I admit. “But we owe it to each other to find out.”

She sighs heavily and gets up. I watch as she grabs her panties first and begins to pull them on.

“Wait, what are you doing?” I ask, grabbing my briefs.

“Listen, I can't make life-changing decisions on an empty stomach. And we need to clean up.” She gives me a wink and gestures to my dried cum on her inner thigh.

Is it wrong that I want her to leave it there a little longer, sort of like my mark on her?

She pulls her pants up and grabs her shirt. “I’m going to cook you some breakfast. How do you like your eggs?”

“I don’t know. But if they're yours, I could go for fertilized?” I know it’s a bad joke, but I couldn't resist.

She gives me a dirty look. “Seriously? That's what you went with? Come on, you big dummy.”

We finish getting dressed, climb down from the Treehouse, and head into the house through the back door. We know that Callum likes to keep a few things in the kitchen for Knox when he works on the house.

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