Page 97 of All That She Needs

I swore I could do this all day—just looking at her like this, my hands tracing every inch of her skin, enjoying the feel of her beneath me.

We had settled under the comforter when she said, "At first, I thought you couldn't fit into me." She laughed. "Holy shit, you're big."

I chuckled, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "Are you feeling sore?"

"A little. But it feels good," she smiled. I kissed her then, unable to stop myself.

I whispered against her lips. "Whenever you're ready, we'll go for round two."

And there it was—the blush on her porcelain skin that I loved so much.

We sank into a blissful silence, tangled together, skin to skin. The quiet between us was comfortable, the steady rhythm of our breathing filling the space.

"I need to tell you something," I said after a long silence, noticing her eyes growing heavy.

"Okay," she mumbled sleepily.

"I had a talk with Kayden yesterday."

"I know," she replied, glancing up at me. "He told me last night. To me and Aiden, specifically."

"I'm sorry I had to do that," I said, regret creeping into my voice. "I wasn't sure if you wanted to speak to me, and I didn't think his father would either."

"Yeah, I know," she said softly.

"So, you had a talk with Kayden?" I asked, curious. "What does his father feel about it?"

"He's okay; he never blamed Kayden for this. And we've kind of guessed already." Asha answered, her voice calm. "We know what Kayden is capable of. Last night, we had a long conversation about it, and he promised he wouldn't do it again. If we catch him, I'll take his laptop, tablet, and phone. That should teach him."

"That kid has talent. I'm amazed. He's very smart."

"And somehow, Theo got tangled in all of this," she said.

I sighed. "He wanted me to get into Kayden's good graces if we get back together again," I explained. "He's your biggest cheerleader, you know."

Asha chuckled softly. "I should buy him a drink someday, then."

"I think you should," I nodded in agreement.

Just then, the sound of her phone ringing echoed from the living room. Asha slid off the bed and padded naked out of the bedroom. I couldn't help but watch the sway of her round ass as she walked, then the way her breasts jiggled when she returned.

But when she looked at the screen, her expression changed, her brow furrowing as she frowned.

"What is it?" I asked, a little concerned.

"Missed call... from Aiden," she said, her tone unreadable.

Just then, a familiar ding signaled she'd received a text. I sat up, waiting for her to speak.

"Aiden's being discharged from the hospital today," she said, still staring at her phone. "There's no one there to help him."

"And...?" I asked, careful not to push too much.

She paused for a moment, considering, then shrugged. "I'll call Roy to pick him up then."

Without another word, she jumped back onto the bed and kissed me again.

Part 43: Asha

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