Page 19 of Sweet Possession

Love?

It should scare me that I’m feeling that way towards her after only six weeks, but I do. I never believed in love at first sight until my angel. I thought it was just some dumb expression people used to condone their lust towards someone they just met. But now I know it’s true. There is no other way to explain what happened when I saw her that first time.

Glancing over at Remi, I find her eyes intent on the screen as she plays a game of poker. I don’t allow it every night, but she hasn’t played in a week, and she insisted she needed to, otherwise she would have to go back to that strip club. She knew she had me. My angel can be manipulative too. I smile at the thought. We’re perfect for each other. And somehow, I knew it from the moment I laid my eyes on her.

Remi squeals beside me. My eyes move to the laptop to find she just won a thousand dollars. Pride radiates through me. She’s amazing at this. Like a sponge, she soaked in all my knowledge and ran with it.

“Asher, look how much I won.” She points at the screen. I grin, grabbing her up in my arms and pushing to a stand. She eyes me as I hold her, a look of excitement on her gorgeous face. Her legs automatically wrap around my torso, and she grinds slowly against me. My cock hardens in my pants, and I groan. My little angel can be a little devil sometimes. She knows exactly what she is doing to me.

I drop my mouth to her ear, my voice a rasp as I say, “Let’s go and celebrate properly.”

Remi tenses at my words. I frown, wondering what’s wrong with her. She likes it when I eat her out, we just haven’t had sex yet. And not from her lack of trying, so why the sudden anxiety? Pushing that thought aside, I carry on with my dirty words, knowing full well she likes them. “I’m going to fuck you so hard, angel, you won’t be able to walk tomorrow. I’m going to bury myself so deep in your cunt, you will never get me out,” I growl as my dick turns to steel. Remi pulls back to look at me. Her eyes are dilated. I know she wants me, but I can’t help but see the worry on her face. Then it hits me. “Are you a virgin?” I blurt.

She smiles and shakes her head. “I had a boyfriend. W-we had sex a couple times,” she admits. I can’t deny I’m disappointed. I wanted to be the first man inside her, the first man to make her feel good. It’s hypocritical of me, but it’s the truth. I want to find whoever it is she has been with and kill him for taking what should have been mine. I want to destroy him for even thinking he could put his dick in my angel.

Instead of voicing all this, I plaster on a smile I don’t feel. “Then why do you look scared?”

Her cheeks turn a gorgeous shade of pink, and she drops her eyes to my chest. “I’ve felt you Asher. You are…” she takes a breath as if to gather herself. “Well, you’re… big.”

I bite back a grin at her admission so as not to look like an asshole, but I’m secretly glad that she’s worried about my size. I wink. “Don’t worry, angel, I’ll get you good and ready to take me.” I start towards the hall, then up the stairs, taking them two at a time. Remi chuckles at my eagerness, but I’m not embarrassed. The thought of putting my cock in her tight cunt is the only thought running through my body. I’ve never wanted something so much in my life.

Kicking my door open, I drop her down on our bed in the next second. “Strip,” I growl.

She swallows but does as I ask. I watch every second of it. Captivated by her. Caught in her web. Transfixed. She is all I see. I briefly wonder how this girl has worked her way so deeply inside of me in such a short space of time but push the thoughts aside. I don’t care about the how or whys; all I care about is my angel.

When she’s naked, I start with my own clothes, stripping myself as bare as Remi. Her eyes drop to my hard cock and widen before she shuffles back against the headboard and away from me. I smirk. She’s scared. Why does that make my cock harder?

Climbing on the bed, I grab her ankle and pull her towards me. Crawling up her perfect, tight body, I don’t take my gaze from hers. “Are you scared, angel? Do you think you can get away from me? I’m never letting you go.” Her chest heaves with her breaths as she watches me. I run a finger through her slit, finding her soaking. “Christ, your pussy is dripping,” I groan before dropping down between her spread legs. I suck her clit into my mouth and shove two fingers into her with no resistance. She’s as turned on as I am.

Her back arches, and she moans my name. “Asher.” Her voice is breathy, going straight to my cock. I pump her, slowly, almost torturously, working her up nicely. She grinds on my fingers, her hands gripping my hair like she never wants me to leave. That’s okay. I don’t want to leave. I could eat her pussy for all of eternity. I feel her cunt flutter and tighten around my fingers, and I know she’s close. A couple more strokes, and she’s coming, screaming out my name. The sound is like music to my ears. I want her like this all the time.

Releasing her nub, I pull my fingers from her perfect pussy and wrap them around my cock, giving it a good stroke with her juices before I line my shaft up with her entrance. Her eyes are hooded as she watches me, her chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath, but I don’t let up, don’t let her recover. I slowly push inside her, inch by torturous inch. Her lips part, as do mine. Fuck, she’s tight. I have never felt anything like it in my life.

“Asher,” she whimpers as I bury myself inside her to the hilt. I still, groaning at the feeling of her wrapped around me. She feels like heaven.

I drop down, peppering kisses all over her intrigued face. “I know, angel. You feel fucking amazing. I’m going to move now. Tell me if it gets to be too much.”

She nods, her lips puckering. She wants a kiss, so I give her one. Slowly, sensually, I make love to her mouth and start to move inside her. I move with long, easy strokes to begin with, letting her get used to my size. But then I can’t hold back; she feels too good.

Breaking our kiss, I slam into her. Her back bows, taking me deeper. I turn animalistic, fucking her so deep and hard, she’ll feel me in every inch of her body. I feel my orgasm start to hit sooner than I would like and reach down to press on that little bundle of nerves I just had in my mouth. I rub her hard, not letting up until she is coming on my dick.

“Oh God. Oh my God, Asher,” she screams, clamping down on my cock so hard, she draws out my own release. My cum shoots out of me, coating her insides, marking her as mine. I groan as I fill her up with my seed but then remember—I didn’t ask about birth control. I hope she isn’t on anything. The thought of her belly, round with my baby, turns my cock hard again.

Pulling out of her, I roll to the side, taking her with me. “Angel, I forgot to ask. Are you on birth control?”

She looks at me. “Yeah. Good thing, right?” Her brow arches but I can’t help feeling disappointed that she is. We’ll need to do something about that.

“I’m clean,” I tell her. I would never put her at risk like that.

She chuckles. “Good to know. So am I.” She snuggles further into me, burrowing into my chest. I sigh at how right this all feels. Her breathing evens out and she falls asleep, in my arms, next to me.

Where she belongs.

* * *

The next morning, I wake to the doorbell ringing and my angel in my arms. Releasing Remi, I grab my cell from the nightstand, my eyebrows furrowing in confusion when I see its just past nine. Who could be here at this time in the morning? I don’t usually have guests. Not since all the shit with Cali and Brody.

Pushing out of the bed, I grab some sweats and pull them on. I quickly glance at my angel to check she’s still asleep and then make my way downstairs and to the door. Pulling it open, all the air is sucked from my lungs before anger courses through me. What the fuck is she doing here?