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My emotions tear through me, and it feels so overwhelming. “I love you too.”
Our mouths crash together, and he kisses me as if he’s trying to make me forget my own name. Damn, the way his tongue slides against mine—deliberate and filthy—is like he’s mapping every inch of my mouth. I can taste my arousal on his lips, and it makes my head spin. His groan vibrates against my lips, deep and guttural, and I swear I can feel it in my fucking soul.
“You’re my religion,” he mutters.
His mouth trails down my neck, biting and sucking at my skin like he’s trying to leave a mark on me. I tilt my head back, moaning as his hands roam my body while his cock moves in and out of me.
“Fuck,” I moan, my fingers clutching the sheets like they’re the only thing keeping me on earth.
Each thrust hits that spot that makes me see stars, and I can feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge as he fills me completely. But he’s not letting me fall yet. He slows down again, teasing me, driving me fucking insane with the way he moves inside me.
“Please,” I beg, my voice shaking, and he laughs again, but it’s softer this time, almost tender.
“Not yet,” he says, and then he pulls out completely, leaving me empty and aching.
I turn to glare at him, but before I can say anything, he’s sliding down me and spreading my legs wide. His mouth is back on my clit before I can even think, his tongue circling my sensitive bud, pushing me closer to the edge.
“Ash,” I moan, my fingers tangling in his hair as he licks and sucks, insistently driving me closer.
“Are you ready to come for me yet? Or do you want to keep playing games?” he asks, his voice muffled against me, and that’s all it takes.
I’m coming hard, my body shaking as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over me. He keeps going, his tongue relentless, until I come again. Seconds later, he’s repositioned above me, his thick cock at my entrance. His eyes are dark with the kind of hunger that makes my stomach flip as he slams into me. He’s hard and perfect.
I scream out his name, my pussy clenching around him so damn tight as my body continues to tremble.
This is ecstasy.
Asher is my drug, and I’m so damn addicted.
“You’re my everything,” he whispers into my ear as if he can read my thoughts then presses his mouth against mine.
I lose myself in the kiss, wrapping my legs around him, allowing him to fill me as full as possible. We’re in perfect sync, like we’re anticipating each other’s moves. The way he kisses me is passionate and raw, but also full of love. Electricity courses through my veins as he softly moans in my ear.
“Do you hear that?” I whisper. “That’s you surrendering to me.”
“Always.” His breathing increases, and his movements become more intentional.
The way he kisses me is passionate and raw, a fucking claim, but also full of something deeper as he thrusts inside me. I rake my nails down his back, and he groans.
“So close,” he whispers, leading me to the edge, and as if someone snapped their fingers, we’re falling together.
I cry out in pleasure as my pussy squeezes Asher’s throbbing cock, continuing to milk him. We’re breathless, sweaty, and tangled in each other’s arms. I feel the undeniable shift between us. When our lips meet in a slow, lingering kiss, I know he feels it too. It’s almost like a silent vow, a promise that he will always be there for me, always protect me.
After we clean up, Asher pulls me into his arms like he’s afraid I’ll vanish if he lets go. He kisses my forehead and holds me tight, inhaling the scent of my hair. Our legs are tangled together, and I never want this moment to end.
“We still have a lot to talk about,” I say, feeling his fingers drawing circles on my skin.
“I’ll tell you everything,” he promises, his gaze steady as I get lost in his eyes. “No more secrets. No more lies. No more half-truths.”
I lean in, sliding my lips gently across his. “You were never the villain.”
He smirks, a playful glint in his eyes. “And you were never the damsel, Ice Queen.”
A soft smile touches my lips.
“You have to break it off with Louis tomorrow,” he tells me.
“Why?” I ask.