Page 27 of Sweet Possession
“You’ll need to get rid of that before you go into school,” I say, my eyes on the outline of his dick. Jesus, he’s huge. I will never understand how he fits that thing inside me.
“I should get you to suck my dick before I let you go, then come all over your face. At least then you’ll smell like me all day.” My eyes snap to his. He smirks, and for a moment, I think he’s going to do just that.
“You wouldn’t,” I whisper as an ache builds between my legs. I rub my thighs together, trying to alleviate the need building between them. Asher notices. Of course, he does.
His lips curve into a breathtaking smile, and he winks. “Oh, angel, I would. I’ll get my cock out right now and cover you with my seed, just to prove a point. At least then if any boy goes near you, they’ll smell me and know that you are owned.” His dirty words are doing things to me. And maybe I’m just as crazy as he is, because I want that. Pressing another kiss to my lips, he pulls back with a smug grin. “Tomorrow, angel. I don’t want to dirty up your pretty uniform. In the morning before you get dressed, I’m going to put my cock in your mouth, and just before I come, I’ll pull out and blow all over your perfect skin. Then I’m going to rub my seed into you like lotion.” His eyes gleam, and he nods to himself as this idea comes to him. “And the best thing? My cum won’t have any of the shit or chemicals these pharmaceutical companies add to make it smell better. It’ll be all-natural me. You’ll smell like Eau de Asher. You don’t need any of that store-bought rubbish anymore, angel. Not when I can keep you moisturized with my perfectly good fluids. Markingyou, my mate, like an animal—just to keep all the fucking boys in this place away.” He says all this so seriously, with such a straight face, I know he’s being honest. He actually wants to do it. I should be repulsed. Should flee from this vehicle and never look back. I don’t do any of that though.
Instead, I lean in and press my lips to his. Confirming I am, in fact, as crazy as him. What the hell is wrong with me? I have a phobia of being touched and was nervous around men until Asher bulldozed into my life. I don’t know what it is about him that makes me feel safe, so cherished. But he does. His dirty words, his possessiveness—it doesn’t scare me, but it should. Instead, I find myself wanting all his crazy, all his obsession.
Asher deepens the kiss, one hand snaking in my hair as the other lands on my hip and tugs me into his lap. Leaning back, he doesn’t break the kiss as he grinds me on his hard cock. I’m so caught up in him, I forget about everything. I forget that I am meant to be in school in fifteen minutes. Right now, none of that seems to matter. All I see is Asher.
Finally, he breaks the kiss. I pant as I try to catch my breath. I want to go back to his house, spend the day in bed with him. I want to go back to our own little world that we just spent the last two months in. He smirks as if he knows what I’m thinking.
“Is my angel a little horny?” he asks it as a question, but he already knows the answer. I’m so wet, I’m sure his pants are soaked. Glancing down, I’m proven right when I see the damp spot that I left on his leg. He follows my line of sight.
Reaching down, he runs his finger through it then brings it to his mouth, sucking it in. “Mmm, you really do taste delicious.”
My cheeks heat, and my stomach tightens with arousal. I want him to push my panties aside and fuck me right here, right now. I am so wanton right now; I don’t even care that people could see. I’m about to ask him to fuck me when the finger that he just had in his mouth, runs up my thigh and underneath my panties. He runs it across my wet slit before pushing it inside my pussy. He fingers me slowly as he watches me closely. Moving my hips, I begin to ride his finger, only to stop when he pulls out and shoves his finger back in his damn mouth, making my own gape open. “What are you doing?” I snap incredulously.
He smirks and taps me on the leg. “Come on, angel. Up you get. You’ll be late for school.”
My eyes narrow in on him. He knows exactly what he’s doing. “Make me come,” I demand.
Asher chuckles and kisses me. “No. I want you needy for me all day. So fucking needy, you jump on my dick as soon as we’re home. Now, out you get. You don’t want to be late on your first day.”
Huffing, I scramble off his lap, into the passenger seat, and push the door open. Climbing out, I lean down to look at him. “You’re an asshole.” And with that, I slam the door shut and stride away to the sound of Asher’s laugh.
* * *
After signing some paperwork and collecting my books and a paper copy of my schedule, I find my assigned locker. Shoving the items I don’t need inside, I make it to my homeroom just as the final bell sounds. Finding a spare desk, I drop down and take a deep breath. I should be focused on this opportunity, on the fact that I’m finally here, but all I can focus on right now is how Asher left me so needy. There is an ache between my legs that only he can relieve. And yet, the bastard left me high and dry. I should go to the restrooms and sort myself out. Maybe film it and then taunt him with it. I grin, about to do just that, when a shadow falls over me.
Glancing up, I find a tall, blonde-haired, all American-looking boy smiling down at me. “You're new here,” he states.
I return his smile and nod. “Yes. I’m Remi.”
He flashes his straight, white smile. “Logan. Logan Carrington. Captain of the football team and your new guide.”
“Oh, that’s okay. I have a map. You don’t need to show me around.” I shake my head.
“It’s not a problem. I want to. A pretty girl like you shouldn’t have to figure out a map when I can give you a tour. It’s really no bother, and I don’t mean to sound arrogant, but any girl here would love if I were their private guide. Luckily for you, I’m offering. And I don’t do that with just anybody,” he says cockily with a wink. I cringe.
Urgh. He’s one of them. Rich boy with a God complex that thinks every girl wants him. Even if I wasn’t with Asher, I wouldn’t be interested in Logan. “Sure,” I lie, just to get him away from me. I should be making friends, but something tells me Logan is not doing this to make friends.
His lips curve into a triumphant smile. “You won’t regret it.” He saunters past me, but I pay him no attention. My eyes are drawn to the brown-haired girl a couple of rows over from me who is throwing me dirty looks.
Great. I’m already making enemies, and I haven’t even started classes yet.
ChapterNineteen
ASHER
Strolling into my first class of the day, my thoughts drift to Remi and how angry she was that I didn’t let her come. I chuckle. I’m an asshole; I know this. It didn’t stop me from doing it though. I want her so overwhelmed with sexual frustration that she jumps on my cock as soon as we are through the door of my house… or I could bring her to my classroom when it’s empty and finger fuck her while she sits on my desk.
Mmm, I like the idea of that. It’s risky, but I can lock the door.
If I had my way, I would let everyone know she’s mine. The thought of the entitled fuckers that go to this school thinking they can have my angel makes me murderous. I know exactly what some of the boys in this place are like. I’ve heard the rumors. How the jocks and the popular kids have competitions going to see who can fuck the most girls. There’s even a prize for whoever fucks the best-looking one every year. And Remi is by far the hottest woman in this place. I know without a doubt she will be on their radars. Especially someone like that arrogant fucker, Logan Carrington. If he hasn’t already, I know he’ll set his sights on my girl. And that will be a problem… for him.
Because if he so much as looks at her in a way I don’t like, I won’t be held responsible for my actions. His father may have money, but it won’t save him from my wrath. Nothing will if he goes after my angel.