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He swallows it and coughs, chugging Mountain Dew after it while I laugh at him.
I pick the last corner which leaves me with two ways to win and no way to block me. Keeping my eyes on him, I drink the vodka and set the glass down.
“That’s sexier than it should be,” he tells me, licking his lip.
The internal monologue in my head quiets as the high from the brownie sweeps in. My shoulders relax, and I lean back against the white cushion of the chair as all the stress leaves my body. There’s a slight buzz that calms my frayed nerves, and I close my eyes to enjoy the relief.
“That’s even sexier.” Asher’s gruff voice is closer to me than it was when I closed my eyes. “All relaxed and recently fucked.”
I bite my lip as tingles start in my belly.
Asher nips at my inner thighs, kneeling on the wood deck between my legs, licking the scars that mark my pain with physical proof on my skin. I run my hand through his hair, enjoying the soft strands on my palm.
“Let’s lay in the hammock,” he says with his lips against my lower stomach. He sucks on my skin, licking at me.
“Mmmm,” is all I can muster, so he stands and lifts me in his arms. He finds the rectangular net that’s secured in a frame over the water and sets me down. The rope digs a little into me, but the breeze off the water is perfect. Asher settles next to me, so I roll into him. When my eyes meet his, I can see the glaze of the high has taken him over too.
His fingertips barely brush along the center of my body until he gets to the stupid swimsuit. Gripping one leg, he pulls it over his to open me to him.
He locks his gaze with me as he palms my dick over the thin fabric.
“I can’t get enough of you.” Asher watches my mouth when it falls open on a moan. The way he plays my fucking body is criminal. “I crave you. I’m desperate, all the fucking time.”
His hand slides inside my suit and cups my balls, one finger sliding between my cheeks. His lips crash into mine, and I whimper as he fucks my mouth with his tongue.
I’m hard, aching already. Lust mixing with the high to shut down any and all inhibitions. This is Asher. My Asher. I love him even when it hurts. I can’t tell him no. Nothing matters but him, this moment, when he touches me.
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pull him on top of me, my thighs spread wide to accommodate his hips. He wraps a hand around me, stroking me quickly, and even though just I came an hour ago, I’m riding that edge in a matter of seconds. He does this to me. Only him.
“I’m going to use your cum as lube,” Asher growls in my ear. Heat floods my body, arching my back, and cum shoots from me on a ragged cry. He chuckles, the vibration of it humming along my chest.
“There’s my good boy.” He nips at my neck and sits up, pulling my swimsuit off and tossing it on the deck. He swipes his fingers through the cum on my chest while I try to remember what planet I’m on and swirls it around my hole. Coating his fingers in my cum, he pushes two inside at the same time. The stretch is perfect, and I grip the ropes of the net for something to hold on to.
In and out, his fingers keep a steady rhythm, scissoring them, then adding a third.
“Fuck,” I moan, my spent dick twitching. “Fuck me, own me, please.” I bury my face in my arm as I let him take anything he wants from me.
“I already own you.” Asher collects more cum, and his fingers leave my body. I lift my arm to peek at him, seeing him coating himself in me, and I bite my lower lip as my skin flushes. “Up on the deck,” he instructs, and I scramble to get up on the solid surface despite feeling like I’m floating.
He climbs up after me and positions me so my head is hanging over the edge of the hammock with my legs shamelessly spread in invitation. He kneels in between my thighs, sliding his dick between my cheeks and watching my face as he pushes inside. He leans over me, wrapping a hand around my throat as he thrusts mercilessly.
“I. Own. You.” He punctuates every word with a hard, deep thrust. “Always. Mine.”
He fucks me harder than he has before, almost brutal, like he has to leave proof on my body. Doesn’t he know he’s etched into every cell of me?
Wrapping my arms around him, I dig my nails into the skin of his back, raking long lines into his flesh. My proof that he’s mine.
He draws out his orgasm, using my body to edge himself, and it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced. When he gets close, the ruthless beast slows, kissing and sucking on my skin with sweet, slow thrusts just to turn around and pound into me savagely. It’s intoxicating, and I don’t want it to ever fucking end.
All the praise he freely gives me works my body better than any touch ever has.
Asher cups the back of my head and lifts it up.
“Watch how beautifully you take me.” He grips my dick in his hand and strokes me in time to the rough thrusts. Watching his body roll against mine, the muscles flexing and dancing while he disappears into my now gaping hole, is overwhelming.
My heart jackknifes, and my body tightens so hard it’s almost painful as my orgasm climbs higher than I’ve ever experienced.
“Tell me what a good boy you are while you come. Tell me,” he demands. His breathing is just as ragged as mine.
