Page 48 of Outside The Wire

Eventually, I relaxed enough to sink into a comfortable position where I wasn’t about to maul her every five seconds. And that’s when it got really bad because all I wanted was to stay like that for the rest of the night, with her in my arms and a feeling of peace settling in my chest. If I went home, all that waited for me was more darkness. And the possibilities of more dreams.

But I wasn’t about to take advantage of the situation or Holly because I was too chicken shit to face what might happen. Not to mention, if I stayed here, I’d take things way further than I wanted to with Holly. Yes, I wanted to take her to bed, but I didn’t want to rush things. For once in my life, I wanted something real with a woman. I wanted to take things slow and not jump into bed just because it felt right.

That’s the way I’d always done it and that hadn’t gotten me very far.

“I should head out,” I whispered.

She yawned, her breath warming my skin through my shirt as she snuggled just a little closer to me. “Yeah. I should get to sleep.”

Neither of us moved. I rolled my head and was about to press a kiss to her forehead at the same time that she turned to kiss me. Our lips met in a soft kiss. As I pulled away from her and saw the longing in her eyes, I knew I was fucked if I didn’t get out of here now. I wanted her so fucking much.

“I should?—”

Her lips crashed into mine as she sat up, taking control. I fell back as she straddled my hips and gripped my hair as her tongue thrust into my mouth. I tried to be good. Fuck, I really fucking tried, but this woman…

My hands slid over her back, down to her perfect ass that I had been dreaming about since the moment I saw her. I groaned as she rocked against me, making it damn near impossible to think of anything other than how much I wanted to tear off her pants and thrust my cock deep inside her.

“Asher,” she moaned, tearing her lips from mine as she let her head roll back as she rocked her body against mine.

“Fuck, Holly,” I groaned. It was too fucking much. I hoisted her off me and tossed her down on the couch, settling between her legs. There wasn’t an inch of her I didn’t want to kiss, didn’t want to explore with my tongue. My fingers quickly got to work unzipping her sweatshirt, tearing it open. Then my hand was on her breast, feeling the weight of her through her shirt. And it still wasn’t enough.

I fused my mouth to hers as I wrapped my arms around her, sitting up with her as I pulled her shirt over her head. It was a mess of tangled limbs, but I made it work. And then I was back to kissing her, taking everything I could from her as my hands felt her soft skin for the first time.

When I finally tore my lips from hers, I gently pushed her down onto the couch and stared at her spread out for me. My fingers trailed from her collarbone over the swell of her breasts down to her navel. She shivered from my touch, her eyes flaring as I dipped my fingers below the waistband of her jeans.

What would it be like to finally have her naked underneath me? To feel her pussy clenching around my cock? I bent over and pressed an open-mouthed kiss to her belly, sliding my tongue around her navel. God, she tasted fucking amazing.

“Asher,” she whispered, her legs jerking as I pressed down against her.

“You need something, baby?”

“God, you know I do,” she moaned.

My tongue kissed every inch of her, driving her wild until she was writhing beneath me, desperate for me to give her what she needed. And I wanted to so badly. I trailed my tongue over her bra, swirling it around her nipple as I eye-fucked her. The gentle bite I planned turned into something more than a nip when she grabbed my hair and cried out, tugging hard.

“Oh, God!” she cried out, squeezing me to her. I sealed my lips over hers, thrusting my cock against her center, wishing I was inside her right now, fucking her hard. Her harsh pants in my ear made it even fucking harder to walk away right now.

“Baby,” I panted. “Fuck, I have to go.” I kissed her hard and pushed away from her.

“What?” she cried out, wrapping her hands around my neck, trying to keep me with her.

I pulled her off me and stood, sighing heavily as I pushed my cock down, desperately needing the cold air right now to fix my problem. Holy shit, I needed to get out of here.

I practically ran for the door, slipping on my boots as quickly as possible.

“Where are you going?”

I chuckled, turning to face her as she adjusted herself, looking completely fuckable. “Home.”

“But…we were just?—”

“I know what we were just about to do, and trust me, it’s not time.”

Her jaw dropped and she grabbed her shirt, pulling it over her head. “Uh…who says when it’s time?”

I strode back over to her and kissed her again, this time like I was about to fuck her right on the floor, but I pulled back in time. “Trust me on this. It’s not time.”

“You know, you have a lot of rules.”

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