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My breath quickens in anticipation; I can barely believe what’s happening. Asher is here, here in my apartment, and he wants me. Not just for tonight, not just for fun—but hewantsme. All of me.
Asher looks up, and his gaze meets mine as he lowers his face, licking slowly along my slit.
I arch my back and moan quietly.
He reaches my clit, slowly flicking his tongue back and forth across my bud. I grit my teeth, holding in the cries I want desperately to release.
He speeds up, his fingers digging into the flesh of my thighs, holding me open. I pant in desperation, bucking my hips.
I reach down to grasp his hair, running my fingers along his scalp.
One of his hands leaves my thigh, traveling downward until it reaches my center. He slides a finger inside me, then two. He pumps in and out of me slowly, gradually speeding up.
I moan in time with his thrusts, unable to stay quiet now.
Suddenly he stops, and I look down at him in desperation.
He grins, crawling back up the bed, over top of me. He reaches up to caress my face, our faces inches apart, our eyes locked. And then he enters me. My mouth opens in a perfect O at the sensation, still lost in his eyes.
“Fuck,” he says quietly, and he thrusts slowly, raising his head again so he can meet my gaze. I moan softly as his cock hits my g-spot over and over again, softly, slowly.
He leans down to capture my mouth with his. He thrusts faster now, harder. I cry out softly, unable to stop myself.
Asher kisses my neck, behind my ear. “You feel so good,” he breathes. “Perfect.”
I moan louder as he thrusts faster.
“You’re so perfect, Olivia.” He runs a thumb over one my nipples, back and forth, back and forth.
I writhe beneath him as the pressure within me builds. “Oh god,” I cry quietly.
“Yeah?” he says softly.
“Oh god,Asher,” I moan.
He moans deeply in response. “Fuck, I love when you say my name like that.”
His hand leaves my nipple and travels down, farther and farther, finding my clit and rubbing soft circles.
I can’t help myself this time—I shriek in pleasure. My eyes widen in surprise, hoping I wasn’t loud enough to hear through the thin walls of my apartment.
The pressure builds and builds, creating a blinding pleasure I’m unable to even comprehend. My legs shake and I wrap them around Asher’s torso in an effort to still them, but it doesn’t work.
I moan, bucking my hips frantically.
And then I tumble over the edge. Asher thrusts a few more times, his face contorting in pleasure, and then, with a deep groan, he finishes.
He collapses against me, and we lay like this, entangled, while we catch our breath. Waves crash through me, my legs shaking, my breath shuddering.
Finally, Asher presses a soft kiss to my cheek. “Tomorrow night,” he whispers into my ear. “First real date. You up for it?”
I smile, leaning my head against his. “Anything for you, Mr. King.”
