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Asher’s warm breath skated over my ear as he spoke. “You’re so fucking hot. One day I’m going to fuck you just like this.” He thrusted his hips against me. “I’m going to bend you over and slide right into your tight, wet pussy, over and over again until you can’t take anymore.”

My entire body shook as he inserted a finger and began pumping. My heat tightened around him as the heel of his palm pressed against my sensitive clit. My eyes rolled back as white exploded in my vision, my body practically convulsing around his fingers. “Fuck, baby. I can’t wait to be inside of you.” He murmured against my temple, slowing his hand as I rode out the rest of my orgasm, my knees turning weak.

Asher released my throat, sliding his hand down my body, sweetly caressing every inch of me. “Are you okay?” He pulled his hand from between my legs and sucked on his fingers. My eyes widened as I watched him savor the taste. He turned me to face him, pulling me against his chest. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“Never,” I sighed, resting my forehead against his hard chest.

Asher’s erection jutted out between us, pressing against my stomach. Snaking my hand between our bodies, I slid my hand into his boxers, wrapping my fist around his cock. He groaned, grabbing the edge of the dresser on both sides of my hips as he tossed his head back. “Fuck, Hales.” The way he growled my name spurred me on.

I hadn’t gotten to repay the favor yet, and nothing was going to stop me today. Releasing him, I pressed both hands into his naked chest and pushed him onto the bed. He fell back with a surprised look on his face, and I motioned for him to move further up the soft mattress. Straddling his hips, I grabbed both of his hands and pinned them above his head.

“Keep them there,” I said and kissed him hard. My hair hung down, brushing against his chest.

The muscle in his jaw popped as he flexed his hands, itching to touch me. Asher never did well with following the rules. “Haley. I’m barely holding on here.”

“If you move, I’ll stop.” I smirked when he narrowed his eyes. Keeping my eyes trained his, I slowly moved down his body, running my hands over his chest hair, nipping at him until I reached his boxers. Slowly, I pulled the material down and his dick sprung free. I grinned at him before I licked him from root to tip. He bit his lip as he groaned, his hips bucking off the bed. My lips wrapped fully around the head, sucking hard. His breathing picked up and my heart raced at the thought of undoing this man.

Of taking the control.

Dropping one of his hands, Asher weaved his fingers through my hair as I took him to the back of my throat. He never tried to force more, just held his hand in my hair. I reach down to play with his balls as my mouth kept working.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “If you don’t want me to come down your throat, you better pull off now,” he hissed, forcing the words out like he was barely holding on.

I took him to the back of my throat once again, sucking hard, hollowing my cheeks out. My tongue twirling around the crown, causing him to lose control. He grunted once, lifting his hips as he exploded in my mouth.

The grip on hair became lax and I moved my mouth off of him, kissing the tip one last time. I gazed up giving him a wicked grin. He traced the pad of his finger along my jaw, before gripping my chin and leading me up his body. “That was amazing, baby.”

“I’m glad you liked it.”

“Fucking loved it.”

I straddled his waist, my core pressed against him. His dick twitched under me, and I couldn’t help but rock against him for friction. He palmed my ass holding me in place as he flipped us, so I was on my back under him. Asher thrusted his hips into mine once, holding us pressed together in the most delicious way. “If we don’t stop, I’m going to fuck you. Tell me to stop.”

I wish I could tell him to keep going because I was truly almost there, but I really didn’t want our first time, my first time, to be rushed because I needed to leave for the airport. I arched my neck, bringing my mouth to his. “We need to stop.”

He nodded and sat back on his heels. “Sorry.” He blew out a deep breath and pushed his hair away from his face.

Grabbing his hand, I pulled him back down to me and smiled. “Don’t be sorry. I’m ready. Ireally,really am. But I don’t want to rush through this. I need to leave soon, and I don’t want to be a pump and dump.”

Asher threw his head back, laughing. “Pump and dump?”

“Yeah. You know, hit it and quit it. Smash-n-dash. Wham-bam-thank-you ma’am. Titty titty bang bang.”

“Titty…” he stopped and stared at me before falling on to the mattress in laughter. “You’re insane.”

“Yes. But I’m pretty, so it’s fine.” I curled into his side. Resting my hand on his chest, I propped my chin up so I could see him.

“You’re gorgeous.” He slapped my ass. “And you will never be a wham-bam-thank- you-anything. You’re my wife. “

“Woo. I’ve been upgraded. I must be really good at sucking dick.”

Asher chuckled. “You’ve been my wife for weeks.”

“Yes, but you introduced me as your girlfriend to your friends.” I pointed out.

“That’s because no one knows we’re married yet and it is easier to explain girlfriend.”

“Definitely complicated.” I paused biting the inside of my cheek. “Although Stephanie and Rylie know we are married.”