Page 71 of Demise

“Yeah, what is it that you want? Tell me,” he says as his lips run up and down the side of my throat, nipping at my ear lobe in a way that has my breath catching.

“Christ,” I moan. “I was hoping you’d want to see me, that you’d want to touch me. Maybe even fuck me.”

His chuckle reverberates in my ear, sending a shiver to run through my body.

“I always want to fuck you, Liam. All you have to do is ask.”

“Really?” I gasp in surprise as Asher’s other hand reaches around, palming my cock over my jeans.

“Get on the bed, now,” he demands before releasing his hold on me.

I do as he says, practically bouncing on it before I go for my jeans. I undo them in record time as Asher prowls over to me, pulling his shirt up and over his head before his hands move to his jeans. He undoes his belt with one hand as he pushes them down with the other, revealing his rock hard cock. Goddamn, I’ll never get tired of seeing him naked or the fact that his hard on is all for me, all because of me. It has pre-cum already leaking from my tip.

“Take your shirt off,” Asher says as he strokes his cock. “I want to see all of you.”

I grab the back of my shirt and pull it over my head before tossing it to the side. His eyes rake over me, his gaze lust drunk and intense as he pauses on my cock. I watch him sink his teeth into his lip before he closes the distance between us. He climbs onto the bed between my legs and rests his hands on either side of my head.

His hazel eyes are so fucking pretty, those three golden flecks in them making them practically hypnotic as he cups the side of my face tenderly.

“Look at what you do to me,” he says as he grinds his cock against mine. “This isn’t me; this has never been me, and somehow, this is who I become now when you’re near. Just your scent gives me a raging fucking hard on, and all I can think about is getting you just like this,” he accentuates with a thrust of his hips.

He sucks in a sharp gasp through his clenched teeth as his eyes pinch tight before they come to me again.

“You and this pretty bedazzled cock are going to be the death of me.”

“You think my cock is pretty?” I tease, though even I can admit that my tone is lacking its usual lighthearted nature. This moment feels too raw, too intense.

Asher crushes his lips to mine, our tongues battling for dominance before he bites my lower lip so hard, a drop of blood blooms to the surface. His tongue flicks out, licking it up before he drags his body down mine, covering my chest and stomach with kisses.

“So. Fucking. Pretty,” he says before pausing just before my cock.

His eyes come to mine, that same heated look in them as he closes his mouth around my head.

“Fuuuck,” I groan as I thrust into his throat. Not because I meant to but because I can’t fucking help myself.

Asher takes me well, his tongue swirling around me as he pushes me all the way down his throat before coming back up again and repeating the motion. Over and over, waves and waves of pleasure crash into me. His tongue begins playing with one of my piercings, causing a shudder to run through me as he chuckles around my cock.

His mouth comes off too soon for my liking before he’s scattering kisses across my balls and lower. His hands go to mythighs, pushing them up, forcing me to grab hold of them as he continues.

“Jesus CHRIST!” I yelp when his tongue circles my asshole.

He flattens his tongue and begins swirling it around the sensitive skin. I’ve watched him eat Skyla’s pussy and asshole more times than I could count, and he seems to be devouring me with the same amount of enthusiasm as her. Lucky me.

“That feel good, baby?” he asks as he begins tongue fucking me.

Fuck, I love it when he calls me baby. I love it way more than I should.

“Yes, Ash. Fuck, yes,” I whimper.

He continues eating my ass, his hand lifting up to play with my balls before he pulls away and looks at me with a smirk.

“You ready?” he asks.

I don’t know why, but for some reason, I’m kind of nervous. I’ve fucked countless men before. I’ve also gotten fucked by countless others. This is not new territory. I’ve even been fucked by Asher before, and it was amazing. Skyla was there, though. It was different. The dynamics were different. This feels so…personal, so intimate. Right now, it’s just me and him, and I’m practically shaking with anticipation.

I give him a shaky nod as he lines the tip of his cock against me, pushing in with a savage thrust that has my back bowing. Asher stays buried inside me, letting out a satisfied chuckle that turns animalistic as he begins thrusting.

“Ohhh, fuck, baby. This ass is something else,” he says as he snaps his hips hard.

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