Page 87 of Penalized Love

Asher moves his body, and it takes a few seconds before the lamp on the bedside table provides some light for us to see. Asher’s eyes narrow for a moment, as if they are trying to adjust. Once his eyes return to normal, Asher’s lips curve into a smile. When he drops his head to give me what I assume is a kiss, I put my hand on his chest, stopping him.

“Morning breath?”

He just shrugs.“Do you think I give a shit about that? I just want to give you a good morning kiss.”

I shake my head because I can’t fight the grin that is ready to appear on my face. He makes me so happy that it almost feels sickening. Is this what I’ve been missing for years?

Asher takes that as his sign to make his move because his hands land on the sides of my face just before he kisses me again. All thoughts of feeling self-conscious about morning breath and how I need to get back to Dad’s room fly out of the window.

As if he’s suddenly realized how limited our time is, he breaks the kiss with a few more quick pecks on my lips.“Shower. Now.”

We stumble out of bed, and Asher grabs my hand to hold. It’s as if he isn’t willing to let me go, even for a moment, and I’m not complaining.

We make it to the bathroom, and he turns on the shower. I lean against the counter as the sound of the water fills the room. I catch a glimpse of us in the mirror and shake my head. My hair is a hot mess, and he barely looks awake, yet I can’t help but grin. I’m happy from just being with him. However, I know he has something up his sleeve related to this shower. I can feel it.

Asher comes up behind me and wraps both arms around my waist. Without missing a beat, he presses a kiss on my shoulder.“You’re beautiful, you know that?”

I roll my eyes.“You’re just saying that because you want me to shower with you.”

He laughs as I lean back into his embrace.“Maybe. But it doesn’t make it any less true.”

I turn my head to look at him. He takes it as an opportunity to give me another brief kiss on the lips before he grabs my hand and pulls me toward the shower. Being naked has many benefits, including not worrying about taking off clothes. I step into the bathtub first, and I can’t help but sigh. The water is the perfect temperature and feels like heaven, not to mention it is helping to wake me up.

Asher pulls me toward him, my back to his chest, while his hands are resting on my hips. Every part of his body feels hard against me, including his dick, which is obviously ready for another round. To be honest, I am too.

Before I can say a word, his lips find the sensitive spot just below my ear, and I make a noise that is the mixture of a giggle and a sigh.

One of his hands slides around to my front until his fingers brush against my pussy. I gasp, my head falling back against hischest as he starts to circle my clit.“You’re so responsive. I love how your body reacts to my touch.”

I moan, pushing my hips forward into his hand and then back into his cock. The friction from our movements causes both of us to moan as he takes the hint, increasing the pressure and movement of his fingers. My breathing grows harsher, and just as I feel as if I’m about to reach my climax, he pulls his hand away.

Before I can protest, Asher spins me around to face him. His green eyes stare into mine with an intensity that steals my breath. He backs me up against the cool tile wall, his body caging me in. The difference between the coldness on my back and the heat at my front is causing my brain to short-circuit.

“I want to try something,”he says, ripping me away from my thoughts.“Do you trust me?”

I nod without hesitation.“Yes, always.”

Asher reaches up and grabs the handheld shower head. He makes some adjustments before he angles the spray so that it hits my body. First, the jets land on my breasts, making my nipples harder than they already were. The warm water rolls over my sensitive skin, causing me to gasp. I swear Asher’s eyes darken as he watches my reaction. The way he is making me feel only encourages him further as he drags the shower head lower.

And then he reaches his destination.

“Oh my—”I moan as my hips jerk forward. The jets have made my pussy their playground, and the intense sensations make my legs shake. Everything becomes so much that I’m forced to reach out and grab Asher’s shoulders for support. I feel bad about how deep my nails are digging into his skin, but he doesn’t complain.

I don’t know how long I’m going to last.

“When I walked into the bathroom after checking in, I knew I wanted to do this to you. I feel bad for Carson, but I swear the stars lined up for me tonight.”

Asher’s words barely register because of where he’s pointing the showerhead. What stars is he talking about? I can see them the longer he keeps the jets from the showerhead directed at my pussy.

My orgasm builds rapidly, to where it’s hard for me to breathe. The urge to close my eyes is there, but I can’t with Asher’s eyes locked on mine. His free hand grips my hip, holding me against the tile wall as my body trembles even more.

“That’s it, Isla,”he says, just above the noise of the water rushing out of the shower head.“Let go for me.”

His words push me over the edge. I cry out as my orgasm crashes over me in waves. Asher keeps the showerhead in place, prolonging my climax until it borders on too much. Only then does he pull it away, setting it back in its holder.

I sag against the wall because my legs feel like jelly. Asher’s arms come around me, and he takes on all of my weight. I feel at ease in his arms.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous when you come,”he says.“I could watch you fall apart all day.”

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