Page 32 of Protection for Asher (Safeguarded By The SEAL #4)

Squat seemed distracted when he came home from Thario’s place. She knew he probably couldn’t talk about what they’d done, so she focused on making dinner with him and then the movie they watched together.

After the movie ended and before he got up, she moved to straddle his legs. His eyebrows rose. “Hey, you good with this?”

She leaned in close and whispered, “Yes.”

Squat settled deeper into the couch, positioning her so her center was over his growing bulge. She rocked her hips, liking how good the pressure felt.

His hands were on her waist, then he slid them up so he cupped the sides of her breasts. She rocked her hips, and he let go of a gasp. The heat in his eyes made her even hotter. She wanted more with him. Could she hold it together if they got naked?

“I want to try something.”

“Anything. Whatever you want.”

“I want you. But I don’t know if I can do it.”

“However much you’re good with, we’ll do that.”

She nodded as she reached down and pulled off her shirt. His gaze dipped to her bra-covered breasts, and he groaned.

He didn’t pull her closer, and he didn’t try to remove her bra. He was letting her set the pace. That was the only thing keeping her from getting spooked. If he had done anything aggressive, she knew she would have jerked away.

Asher removed her bra, and his eyes grew wide, but he didn't touch her. She reached for his right hand and lifted it to her breast. He moaned as his palm grazed over her nipple, sending shoots of pleasure through her.

“This okay?” Squat asked.

“Yes.

Squat didn't want to move too fast and scare Asher, but the pressure on his cock was going to make him blow sooner rather than later.

Her breasts looked perfect, and he wanted to lick and suck and play with them until she screamed his name as she came on his cock.

He wanted to feel every inch of her wrapped around him.

But he held back and let her direct how far they went and how fast they moved.

She paused and moved her hair, which had fallen over her breasts. He couldn't hold still and rocked his hips up. She moaned and arched her back as she moved against him.

“I want more,” Asher groaned.

“How much more?” He sounded breathless, though all he'd been doing was sitting.

Asher stood and pulled at the button on her pants. She shoved them over her hips and down her legs. Squat couldn't take his eyes off her. She looked so freaking amazing, and he wanted to pick her up and carry her to his bed and spend hours tasting and tempting her.

“Take off your pants.”

Squat moved so fast his arm hurt, making him wince. Asher froze, and he flashed a smile, trying to act like everything was okay.

“I’m good.”

“Your arm?”

He nodded. “It’s okay. Just a little pain.”

“Do you want to stop?”

“Hell no. I want you. But I won’t push for more than what you’re comfortable with. You direct what happens.”

He had his pants off, and Asher was staring at his hard dick. When she licked her lips, he thought he might pass out or come.

“Jesus, you’re so fucking sexy.”

Her nose curled up. “You think so?”

“Oh yeah. Don’t doubt that at all.”

She moved closer, and he wanted to reach out and grab her, but she was in charge, and he was just going to sit back and let her make the moves.

Asher was nervous, but wanted this. Squat was good, and he wasn’t making her do anything. She wanted to be with him. She straddled his legs again, kneeling on the couch as she moved into position.

With one hand, she reached between them and grasped his cock, rubbing it over her opening. Squat’s groan vibrated through her. She wanted to feel him, so she lowered a few inches, letting him fill her. She held still for a moment, getting used to the feel of him at her entrance.

Slowly, she rose and watched his expression change. She loved how his eyes were half-hooded, and his lips parted. He looked so sexy.

She lowered again, and he groaned. As she rotated her hips, he gasped. It felt amazing having him inside her. A sliver of panic rose up, but she pushed it down. She’d wanted this. The past was strictly in the past, and those bastards couldn’t do anything to her.

Asher lifted again and then lowered, sinking down hard on Squat's cock. He hit deep inside her, and she gasped as pleasure spread.

Squat reached between them and ran his thumb over her clit. “This okay?”

“Oh fuck, yes.” Just the feel of his thumb on her was enough to almost get her there. She slowed her movements, and he kept up the pressure. She rose up one more time, and when she slid down his cock, the pleasure was too much. She came hard, gasping for breath as she clung to him.

Squat’s hands tightened around her waist, and she expected him to move her, but he held her still. Then she felt him jerking under her. When his grip relaxed, she lifted her head and met his gaze.

“You came?”

“Yes. Just being with you like this was so freaking amazing. Asher, I’m falling hard for you. I know we don’t know each other that well, but?—”

“I’m falling for you, too.”

He pulled her down for a kiss. It was sloppy but perfect. When she sat up and met his gaze, she could see how much he cared.

“We should get up and wash off.”

She chuckled and stood on wobbly legs. He held her hand as he led her into the bathroom and turned on the water. She ducked out to her room and grabbed a hairband so she could pull her hair up.

When she stepped back into the bathroom, she marveled at how sexy he was. They’d known each other for so long and now they were back together. It was wild to her that they’d reconnected, and that they still had feelings for each other.

Once the water was warm, they stepped into the spray. “We never showered together before this,” Squat said.

She shook her head. “No, we were too goody goody back then.”

“We did have sex.”

She laughed. “It was awkward.”

He laughed as he grabbed the soap and began washing her body. “It wasn't great. I mean, you were, but I wasn't sure what I was doing back then.”

“We were both very awkward. I think we had sex twice.”

He nodded. “Yes, two times.”

She took the soap from him and lathered up her hands to wash him. “Thank you for going so slow.”

“Anything to help you.”

“Anything?”

He laughed. “What did you have in mind?”

She passed the soap back to him. “Maybe a slow exploration of your body. I want to learn you.”

His whole body shook as a shiver snaked through him. She raised her eyebrows as she stared at him. He shrugged. “What? You're very sexy, and having you explore my body would push me over the edge. I'm getting hard just thinking about it.”

Asher wanted to be bold and do something, but she’d already pressed herself today and wasn’t sure she could do more. Would he be disappointed that she wasn’t interested in another round of sex yet?

Squat noticed the change in her expression and held her face so she could look into his eyes.

“Hey, I know what we had already today was very special.

We aren't going to do more. I won't lie and say you don't turn me on, but that doesn't mean we have to act on it every time. Your comfort is more important.”

She sighed and leaned her forehead against his shoulder. “I trust you. I just don’t know that I can mentally go there again today.”

He kissed the side of her head. “I understand. Let’s finish washing and then get some food.”

After they were out of the shower and both of them were fully dressed, he could tell she was more relaxed.

She looked happy. They were moving forward.

She was doing better. If it took another week before they had sex again, that would be good.

Recovery took time, and she might even have a few setbacks.

They would deal with those as they came.

Work was another matter. They couldn’t deal with another set back, because that might get one of them killed. Finding out who was behind what had happened was top priority, but it would take time and expertise. Luckily they had the expertise, now they just needed to find the time.