Page 20 of The Billionaire's Fan

Ryan is standing on the side of the couch awkwardly, moving back and forth from one foot to the other.

Asher steps closer, holding out his hand.

Ryan looks at me before taking his hand. I see him release a heavy breath and a smile forms. He’s holding in his emotions, and those can be big.

“Hi, you must be Jeff, I’m Ryan.”

Asher stops and looks back at me with a shake of his head.

“Or should we call you ‘not Jeff’?”

“Does she still have me in her phone as that?” Asher looks to Ryan for confirmation.

“She does.” Ryan nods, fighting back a laugh.

Asher turns around, “babe?”

“What? It’s our beginning.”

“Didn’t you guys just begin?” Ryan asks.

“We did. But we’re not ending.” Asher states.

“Oh, that’s swoon-worthy. I suggest you keep this one. He’s quite the contender.” Ryan looks at me as I roll my eyes.

I sit down on the couch and watch as both the guys follow suit.

“So, what have you two been up to all night?” Asher looks at the empty wine bottle on the table and the two glasses.

“Just hanging out,” I say.

“We were talking about you,” Ryan confesses.

“No shit? Anything good?” Asher looks at me.

“I’m not saying a word,” I tell him. “Other than Ryan was fangirling over you.”

“How could I not? You’re dating Asher Fucking Knight!”

We stop justinside the bedroom door, and he presses me against the wall. He leans in and kisses my lips, my cheek, and down my neck. He brushes my hair aside as I take in a deep breath. Returning to my lips, he tentatively kisses me, swiping his tongue against my lips, then slipping inside to mingle against my own. My arms circle his neck as I pull him flush against my body, before I push him away and against the wall behind him. I fit my body between his legs as I kiss him, pulling gently at his lip.

“Such a dirty girl. Look at you.” He growls.

He pulls me by the hand and pushes me toward the bedroom, slapping my ass as I walk down the hallway.

A moment later, I’m on my back on the bed and he pulls my pants down, settles between my legs, and spreads them, so my pussy is bare to him.

He licks his fingers and leans in, lashes his tongue out at my center, and inserts his finger into me. Languidly, he pumps while he sucks on my sensitive bud. I’m gasping for air as he brings me to new heights. He licks me from top to bottom. His tongue circling and penetrating, in between suckling my pussy into his mouth. His tongue darted into my opening.

I’m breathless. The sounds coming out of me are not any that I’ve heard before, as I lean up on my elbows to watch him.

“I want your cock. I need your cock. I want you to fuck me.” I tell him.

He moves up onto the bed and crawls over me. He kisses my lips hard and falls beside me, pulling me on top of him. He takes my breast in his mouth and nibbles my nipple.

My hips grind on him, feeling his hard cock underneath me as I move against his length. His large hands grip my hips and guide me against him. I place my hands behind me on the bed as his hands move from my hips to my ass. He groans into my mouth. Our tongues dance together for a moment before his lips move back to my breasts.

“Fuck!” he expels, wrapping his arms around me tight while I continue to move my hips against him.

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