Page 106 of Saving Kate


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“Think of me,” Asher chuckles, as I turn into the kitchen and my cheeks warm.

Asher spends the night in my bed once more but I’m more restless than the previous night despite how tired I am from working out two days in a row.

He brushes my shoulder gently and my skin ripples with goosebumps.

“What’s wrong, babe,” he asks, and I say nothing.

What do I even say? My body and mind are at war over whether or not to beg him to explore me.

His lips brush my bare shoulder and my breath hitches as he trails up my neck. Apparently I don’t need to say anything, he knows exactly what’s wrong.

“Let me take care of you,” he whispers.

Before my mind can demand an objection to fall from my mouth, I press my lips against his. He doesn’t hesitate as he kisses me back. His hand grips the back of my neck to hold me firmly in the kiss as his tongue finds its way into my mouth.

His hands grip my pajama shirt and pull it up over my head, his lips finding mine the moment it is off of me. He rolls his body to hover over mine as his hand trails my ribs under my bra. I’m panting for air by the time he undoes my bra and he looks down at me hungrily.

“God, you’re beautiful, Kate.”

His mouth finds my collar bone as he trails kisses down my chest. I can feel his breath on my nipple and his tongue flicks it before taking it in his mouth, making me moan. He does the same to my other breast as my fingers tangle in his long hair. His mouth leaves feather kisses down my stomach as every nerve in my body stands on edge.

He stops to gaze up at me as he hovers over my shorts and I lift up, signaling he can continue.

Please, God, continue.

He grins as he slides them down, leaving me in only my panties. His eyes take in my body as he comes back to find my mouth, kissing me roughly. I feel his finger trace up my thigh and I groan, wishing they’d move faster as my pussy clenches.

“I have been wanting to taste you,” he admits as his hand slides under my panties and slides in between my lips. “I’m going to make you come,” he promises as he runs a finger over my clit. “Just like this. And then I’m going to lick you clean until you come again.”

I scream out as he slides a finger inside me. My nails dig into his shoulders as he pumps it in and out of me slowly. His thumb continues circular patterns over my nub as another finger enters me.

“Asher,” I beg as my back arches.

“You’re so close, baby. Let me see you come.”

His fingers move faster as he lowers his head and his mouth finds my chest. My eyes stay on him as I watch his tongue slowly circle my nipple. If I could focus on anything other than the building orgasm, I may try to keep my moaning softer. But his mouth takes my nipple inside of it and his teeth bite down, making me scream out. His hands don’t let up as my body clenches around his fingers and I cry out as my body explodes.

Only when I finish riding out my orgasm does Asher withdraw his fingers, gently sliding them up and down along my throbbing clit. I feel my body go slack as I try to catch my breath and Asher kisses me gently. “No sleeping yet, baby,” he smiles darkly at me.

He removes my panties as he positions himself between my legs. I’m still too high off my orgasm to bother being shy as I spreadmy legs for him. He moans as he looks down at me and shakes his head with a laugh.

“You’re perfect,” he says and before I can argue his tongue is firmly against my overly sensitive clit.

“Oh, fuck,” I cry in surprise and I can practically feel him laughing against me.

His tongue trails up and down slowly and my body that I swore was drained, sparks to life again.

He moves his mouth as he slowly slides a finger back inside of me making me groan from his teasing.

“Do you know how hard it was listening to you that night Eli was in here?“ he asks.

My heart skips but his words hold no accusations or jealousy. Instead, his gaze is dark with something else.

Lust.

“Just listening and not being able to touch or taste you?” He continues as another finger pumps inside of me.

I moan, not able to form words to reply to him, but I don’t miss his own hand gripping his cock that is pressing against his boxers. The sight of how hard I make him threatens to send me over the edge all on its own.

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