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Chapter 17


My heart pounded against my chest. I wanted to stay with him, yet another part of me scolded my current state of mind.

This was Asher Creed we’re talking about here.

He could say he’s changed all he wanted, but I still needed him to show me proof and jumping into bed with him wasn’t how I should go about this. Not yet anyways.

“Okay...” I breathed, my mind screaming at me but my body was doing the talking right now.

He grinned down at me before he lowered his lips to mine once again. Gah, he tasted so good.

“Let’s go.” He grabbed my hand but I allowed my mind to take over just for a moment.

“We can’t go right now! We’re in the wedding party! People will get suspicious if we go missing.”

He stopped and stared at me. “We aren’t kids anymore, Stanford. We don’t have to hide our attraction to one another anymore. I don’t care if people know. Let them.” Then he stepped so close to me I could feel his breath on my neck. “If you don’t come now I’m bound to take you right here and right now and I don’t care who sees us.”

A shiver ran down my spine and it was in that moment that I knew I wanted him just as bad as he wanted me.

“Lead the way,” I replied softly, my breathing heavy from my arousal.

The music faded off in the distance as we left the lodge and headed back up the hill toward the private cabin. It was dark and the cold night air bit my bare skin.

Asher must have seen me shiver because he tore his jacket off and wrapped it around my shoulders and kept his arm there too as we picked up our pace. Neither of us were speaking but you could feel the sexual tension between us.

I looked up toward the cabin and actually groaned when I saw how much farther we had to walk.

“Didn’t seem this long earlier,” I noted as I looked down at my feet.

Asher stopped me, spun me toward him, and picked me up over his shoulder. I yelped out as a huge grin spread across my cheeks. I can’t believe he’s carrying me right now!!

He didn’t seem like it was a struggle at all as he picked up his pace and slapped my ass. I giggled and felt his groan more than I heard it.

We were finally walking up the cabin steps but he didn’t let me down like I thought he would. Nope, he carried me through the house, up the stairs, and into his bedroom where he kicked the door shut behind us.

Then he finally let me down but stayed standing right in front of me, his eyes boring down into mine.

“Ash...” I began, but he stopped me when he brought his finger up and pressed it against my lips.

He didn’t say a word as his eyes scanned over me. His finger moved seductively over my bottom lip before he trailed it down my neck and over my collarbone.

After he pulled his jacket off of me, he tossed it on the floor and then circled me. I couldn’t help but feel like I was on display and only for him.

Then he was standing right in front of me, his eyes dark and challenging.

“Take my shirt off,” he demanded in a deep raspy voice.

I was shocked, needless to say, but I did as he asked. I slowly popped each button out of its hole until it hung loosely on his torso. His tattooed chest met my gaze and I instinctively slid my hand over him, flicking his nipple lightly before he grabbed my wrist.

“Turn around.” His voice was so domineering and I liked it. I didn’t know that I would. Normally if someone bossed me around I told them to shove it where the sun didn’t shine, but this was hot.

I turned around and felt Asher slowly unzip my dress. When I felt it almost fall off of me, I grabbed at my chest and held it up.

“Are you preventing me from seeing your body?” He asked in a dark tone as he leaned forward and nipped the top of my shoulder. “Let it go.”

So I did. The beautiful gown pooled around my feet as I stood there naked. This dress prevented me from wearing any under garments and Asher clearly approved when I heard a low groan come from behind me.

He walked around as his eyes shifted down. He stared at me with hungry, lustful eyes, and my heart pounded as thoughts of what he was going to do next ran through my mind.

Then he reached forward and grabbed my neck, staring into my eyes.

“Do you want me?”

I gulped as I stared into his grey eyes and nodded. My tongue came out and slid across my bottom lip as his gaze followed.

“Do you want to taste me?” His voice was so gravelly that I hardly heard him.

Again, I nodded.

A small grin formed at the corner of his mouth as he released my throat. He undid his pants and pushed them, along with his briefs, down to the floor.

My eyes slid down his body and stared at his rock hard cock in front of me. He wrapped his hand around himself as he began to stroke himself.

“Get on your knees.”

I complied and came face to face with his throbbing cock. My mouth watered at the sight of him. I’ve dreamt of this moment for years.

Asher slipped his free hand into my hair as he guided my mouth toward him. His other hand was still on his cock as I opened my mouth and licked the back of his head.

He sucked in a sharp breath and stroked his cock. He grabbed the base as my mouth wrapped around the head and he pushed his hips forward, burying his cock into my mouth.

My pussy ached and I moaned against his hardness as I sucked and pushed his cock in farther.

He grabbed the base of his cock again and continued to fuck my mouth.

“Stick your tongue out,” he demanded and I complied. He moaned out his approval as he slid his cock over my tongue. “Fuck,” he hissed out.

I couldn’t help it. I had to touch myself. So my hand slid between my legs and began circling my clit as I deepthroated him once more. He pulled out and grabbed my arms, pulling me to my feet.

He grabbed my throat again and slammed his mouth onto mine and my knees buckled. His tongue twirled around mine as I felt his other hand slide down my hip and between my legs where he replaced my fingers with his own. I was so wet that he slid through my lips easily.

Once he broke the kiss and dropped to his knees in front of me, he grabbed my right leg and rested it on his shoulders as I grabbed the dresser behind me.

And then his mouth was on me. I let out a guttural moan as it echoed in the room around us.

His mouth worked magic on me as I felt my orgasm build.

“Asher!” I moaned out, throwing my head back. His tongue found my clit as he began to flick and circle me. “Oh my god! I’m going to cum!”

He pulled his mouth from me and stared up at me with a brazen promise before he stood up and spun me toward the dresser. He held my hands behind my back with one hand while gripping my neck with his other. His erection pressed against my ass.

“Do you know how long I’ve waited for this?” He rasped out, biting my shoulder. “I think about you all the time, Stanford. And you wanna know what I’m doing when I’m thinking about you?”

I moaned out as he pressed his cock between my legs, sliding through my wetness, until the head pressed against my clit.

“I’m stroking my cock.” He pulled back and then slid back against me. I was about to explode. “Tell me you want me.”

“I want you!” I nearly sobbed out with arousal. “I want you so bad...” I arched my back, pushing against him.

He groaned as I felt him adjust himself and then he was filling me, stretching me, and I cried out.

He still held my hands behind my back and his other hand was still wrapped around my neck and I was so turned on that a few more thrusts and I’d be lost.

Asher felt so good. I forgot what sex felt like until this moment. When Asher filled me, I no longer felt the pain of being lonely and heartbroken. He was where I had needed him all along.

His grip tightened on my neck as he thrust his hips harder and faster, moaning between each thrust.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he growled out. “Do you like this?”

I couldn’t answer because my head was spinning and I was seconds away from cumming.

Then he slammed harder into me, nearly choking me with his hand. “Tell me how much you fucking like this.”

And I lost it. I screamed out my orgasm as it engulfed me. My body tingled and spasmed and I wanted more and more and more.

He pounded into me so hard that I began to feel numb down there. I felt him pull out of me as hot cum covered my ass. He let out a loud groan as he released my neck and stroked himself onto my back.

My orgasm still rippled through my body as my legs went numb, and my eyes were as heavy as lead.

“Fuck,” he growled, “I forgot how good this feels.”

He released my arms and saw how shaky I was. He quickly cleaned off my ass and then carried me to his bed and laid me down. But his cool sheets shocked me against my hot skin as I sucked in a sharp breath.

“I’ll warm you up.” He grinned as he lowered his mouth and took one of my nipples into his mouth. I no longer felt the coolness of the sheets as I moaned and arched my back into him.

Then he slid in next to me and pulled the sheet over us. His tongue still flicked over my nipple while he trailed his hands between my legs and slid two fingers inside me.

I moaned out as he popped my nipple from his mouth and watched me.

He kept fucking me with his fingers as his eyes studied my face, and for some reason, it made me shy. So I covered his eyes with my hand and giggled.

“Don’t do that,” I said.

He wiggled his face from my hand and grinned at me as he stopped thrusting his fingers. “But I love watching what I do to you.”

I stared into his eyes. “And what do you think it is that you do to me?”

His grin turned devilish as he slowly started moving his fingers again. “The same thing you do to me... Nobody can make me feel as good as you do. Nobody can make me cum like you do.” His voice was filled with gravel as he whispered.

His words pushed me over again. I didn’t think I had another one in me so soon, but clearly I did as I opened my mouth for a silent moan and our eyes locked.

“This is what you do to me, Stanford...” He kept thrusting into me until he pulled his hand out and moved between my legs and filled me with his cock this time.

“Asher!” I cried out, squeezing his cock as my orgasm still exploded inside me.

He thrust his hips hard a few times and then moaned out before he crashed his lips onto mine.

Then we both laid there completely still and breathing heavily. He was still inside me before he slowly pulled out and trailed kisses along my neck and shoulder until he was lying next to me. He wrapped his arm around me and snuggled into my body.

This was a new experience for me and I definitely didn’t remember Asher being like this. The dominance. The snuggling. Maybe he was different.

But whatever it meant, I was all smiles.

I turned toward him, tracing my finger along his tattooed arm when I stopped on the LS symbols on his bicep.

“So, were you in love with this girl?” I asked, jealous butterflies filling my stomach.

He looked down at what I was tracing and then up at the ceiling.

“Yeah. I didn’t realize it at first, but she got under my skin some how.” He chuckled. “I never got to tell her though.”

“Oh?” I kept quiet, hoping he’d continue talking without me having to pry.

“Yeah. She was pretty amazing. I think you would have liked her.”

Oh. That wasn’t what I wanted to hear. I thought he was beating around the bush because those were my initials, but now it seemed like there really was another girl. And who was she?! I was filled with jealousy and it was making me nauseous.

“How long were you guys together?” I asked in a whisper. I didn’t want him to hear the emotions in my voice.

He shook his head. “We never were. And that was my fault.” Then he grabbed my hand, kissed it, and placed it over his heart.

“So, um... how did you meet her?”

He chuckled and rolled toward me. “Why do you want to know so bad?”

I shrugged and looked down. “I just want to know who stole Asher Creed’s heart is all...” I could hear the sadness in my own voice so there was no doubt that he didn’t.

He traced my bottom lip with his thumb as he rested it against my cheek. “Look at me, Stanford.”

My eyes traveled up to his and I held my breath.

“Those initials belong to you, babe. You’re the girl who stole my heart.” His voice was a whisper. “You have to know that, right?”

I felt my eyes go wide and my heart rate spiked. My jealous butterflies were replaced by anxious, excited ones.

“Th-they do?”

He grinned. “Of course they do. I’ve thought about you every day since I left...” He looked wounded by his thoughts as he looked away.

“Then why didn’t you say something? Why didn’t you try to call me?”

He looked back at me, his gaze unreadable. “I was a stupid young kid who was about to become a pro skateboarder. The last thing I wanted at that time was a girlfriend.”

“And now?” I whispered.

He traced my bottom lip again before answering, “I’m here aren’t I?”

Then he leaned forward and took my lips with his and I couldn’t help the small tear that slid down my cheeks. He may be here right now, but that didn’t mean shit when it came to Asher Creed.

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