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CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Clover
My head pounds and I feel overly warm as I slowly open my eyes to the silvery gray of early morning. Something heavy and tight bands around my chest and my heart races in a sudden inexplicable fear.
I jerk away and the heaviness recedes at once.
"You okay?" a deep male voice rumbles in my ear.
The night before comes back to me in a rush, but I don't remember getting into bed and I definitely don't remember Asher climbing in next to me. I roll and look at him, my eyes heavy and sore. I must not have had enough water after our run yesterday.
Even in the dim light, I can see the concern on Asher's face. Impulsively, I lift my head and press a kiss to his lips. "Sorry. I was disoriented for a minute. I don't remember how I got here or how you ended up with me."
He smiles and brushes a strand of hair off my face. "I carried you up to bed after you fell asleep on the couch last night. You were half asleep when you asked me to stay. You aren't mad I'm here, are you?"
His body is pressed against mine, our legs tangled together, and I forget all about my headache as desire heats me in a slow burn.
I grab the back of his head and pull his mouth down to mine, kissing him with all the passion I feel. He responds immediately, kissing me back like he's just been waiting for a sign from me.
I slide my hands over his hard body and hit the waist band of his boxer briefs. I slip my hands under it and grip his ass as he groans into my mouth. He slides between my legs, his hardness hitting me in just the right spot and making me shudder.
I tug at the waistband of his briefs, but he seems to be in no hurry. He pushes up my shirt and sports bra - why I am still wearing so many clothes?— and lavishes attention on my breasts. I lift my hips against him, my body wild now with need.
It crosses my mind that I should lift up and take off my shirt and sports bra, but I'm loving this lazy morning sex and moving seems like way too much work.
"Asher. I want you inside me."
He ignores me, but his hips move, pressing his hard length against my center as he continues to kiss and suck on my breasts.
If I weren't so tired… If my body didn't feel like overcooked spaghetti… I'd push up and flip, so I could straddle him and get him where I need him, but I just can't… I moan at the way he circles my nipple with his tongue. "Please, Asher."
He stops immediately and stares at me. "Are you feeling okay? I never thought I'd hear you say please."
"Just dehydrated and lazy. Make me feel better?" I speak in a plaintive, whiny voice, playing up my helplessness and he grins down at me.
"You want me to take care of you?"
"I really, really do."
The bastard goes back to loving on my boobs.
I should take things into my own hands, but his hips are pressed tight against mine and when I try to push his briefs off, I get nowhere.
"Asher," I groan. "Fuck me now or I'm going to scream for my sisters."
That gets him. He stares at me, shocked and confused. "And tell them what?"
"That I'm really horny and I need sex and you won't take care of me."
His smile is so damn sexy I want to eat it off his face. I close my eyes as the world tilts sideways. What the hell was that thought?
When I open my eyes again, the world is straight, but Asher is moving away.
I grab his hips to keep him in place. "Where are you going?"
"To get you water, Empress. You said you're dehydrated." His grin is downright evil.
"Wateraftersex. If you don't fuck me right now, I'll never get the hydration I so desperately need and I'll surely perish."
