His brow was cocked and a sexy smirk pulled at his lips, but that was nothing compared to the way those locks of hair fell over his eyes and brushed his cheekbones. I sighed happily. I was the luckiest girl in the world.
“Was there anything else you needed?”
There was plenty I needed. Or wanted. At this point, everything was blurring together in a big mixture of lust, love, and sex. Were those all the same things? I wasn’t sure. I wasthriving on very little sleep. All I knew was that my man was standing across the room from me with his very large, very thick cock bobbing in front of my face.
“Still want that couch moved?”
I nodded, still staring at his cock.
He chuckled, striding over to the couch with his cock standing at attention. That had to be uncomfortable. “Just stay where you are.”
Oh, I had no plans on moving. I was too busy watching him to think about anything else. I took a sip of my coffee and watched his biceps flex as he lifted one end of the couch with me on it and started pivoting us around the room. After moving me as far as he could, he walked behind the couch, brushing his hand along the back of my neck as he went, then lifted the other end and spun the couch in the other direction. I was now facing the window, but that wasn’t the view I was looking at.
“Baby, I thought you wanted to look at the snow.”
“I am looking.”
“And what do you see?”
“It’s white.”
“And?”
I licked my lips, not at all paying attention to the view outside. And he knew it. He was just teasing me. “And what?”
His cock bobbed up and down as he walked right up in front of me. I barely noticed his hand reach for my coffee mug and take it from my grip. Slowly, he peeled the blanket from my body and spread it wide on the couch.
“Baby, when you stare at me like that, there’s only one thing I want to do.” His fingers tilted my chin up until I was looking into his heated eyes. “If you’re gonna stare at me like that and make me hard, you’d better do something about it.”
His meaning wasn’t lost on me, and while I wasn’t the most experienced at taking a man in my hand and pleasing him, Ifound the idea of making Asher fall to his knees the sexiest thing in the world. If I could do that, I could do anything.
I didn’t think as I gripped his length in my hand. My eyes stayed on his steel blue gaze and I followed every signal he gave me. How his eyes widened when he liked something. The flare of his nostrils when I picked up speed and pushed him to a new level. But what really drove him crazy was when I brought my lips near his thick cock.
The moment my lips wrapped around his length, my eyes slid closed and I got lost in the feel of him in my mouth as he thrust deep into the back of my throat. I moaned around him, gripping his tight ass as he cursed under his breath, holding back what I knew he really wanted to do.
I could feel the tension in his body, the way he gripped my hair as he attempted to control himself. But all I wanted was to set him free. Only then would I get all of him. I slid my hand from his muscular backside and cupped his balls, twirling them in my hand as I sucked him harder.
“Goddamn, Holly,” he muttered, gripping my hair to slow me down.
I worked him faster, pushing him to the edge. He was right there, about to come in my mouth. I could feel it in the way his body tensed.
He tried to step away, but I refused to let him, sucking him hard until he cried out, coming hard in the back of my throat, his cock jerking in my mouth as he bent over and rested his hand on the couch behind me. When I finally released him, he fell backward, flopping on the ground like a fish.
“Asher?”
“He’s not here,” he mumbled. “I think you broke my dick.”
“That’s just silly. If I broke it, you’d be crying.”
He raised his head, eyeing me warily. “Woman, where did you learn to do that? Wait—don’t answer that. I don’t want to have to kill anyone.”
I burst out laughing at his silliness. “That was all you.”
“Me? I did not teach you that.”
“Yes, you did. With your eyes and your nostrils.”
“My nostrils taught you to suck my cock?”