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I would love to defy her, but I'm too fucking close to spilling my load inside her already. “You still have the IUD?”

Her eyes meet mine as she pulls back only slightly. It’s clear she only just now realized we didn’t have the birth control talk. “Yes.”

I nod my head, my forehead brushing against hers before my lips kiss hers again. “Good because I'm going to come inside of you and make damn sure you feel me.”

She gasps into my mouth, her lips capturing mine as she squeezes me so tight with her orgasm, mine soon follows with a roar coming from my throat into her mouth.

Her nails dig into my shoulder blades as I pound into her. Her tight pussy milks every last bit of cum from my cock. “Jesus, Asher.”

I’m still holding her up as we catch our breath.

“Your teacher fantasy satisfied?”

I let her feet drop to the floor as she picks up her shirt and slips it on, followed by her shorts. “I'll let you know.”

I nod, tugging on my own shorts. “This can’t happen again.”

She smooths down her hair with her hand, still panting as she bites her bottom lip with her pearly teeth and shrugs. “As long as we’re smarter this time, I don’t see why not.”

“Viv . . .” I warn, but it’s too late. She’s already pulled open the door and effectively ignored me.

Yup, this was really fucking stupid.

23

VIVIENNE

Irefuse to regret last night. I know it’s dangerous, but I meant what I said. I honestly think this is only stupid if we aren’t prepared.

I know Asher doesn’t want a relationship, and after everything we went through, I’m beginning to believe we aren’t right for each other.

Still, no one knows my body like he does. No one gets me that excited. There’s no denying we have chemistry, but I’ve learned a lot since the first time. And I know chemistry doesn’t always mean love.

Asher and I don’t work outside of the bedroom, and that’s okay.

The door bursts open, and Baz runs inside the house, flinging his backpack on the couch before running past me to his room. “Hey!” But it’s too late, he’s already gone.

Asher saunters in, placing his leather bag on the couch and plopping down beside it with his phone in hand. Just the sight of him, dressed in his clothes for school, his large hand holding his phone with his hair tousled just right is almost too much.

Get it together, Viv.

Jesus, you would think I was starved for sex.

Is it the profession or the man?

His words from last night ring in my ears, and I bite my bottom lip, drifting back to that moment. He looks up from his phone, one eyebrow raised like he can hear my thoughts. “Stop.”

I look down at my own phone in my hand. Before they got home, I was going over my notes for the next project with Lola and Penelope. “Stop what?”

“Thinking about my cock.”

My eyes raise, and I hope they portray how infuriating he is. “Are you serious?” I look back toward the hallway, seeing that Baz is in his room at the end of the hall, but it’s pretty far away. “What if Baz hears that?”

“Pretty sure he doesn’t know what cock means yet, but what if he would have walked in on us last night? You didn’t seem too worried about that.”

My jaw drops, and I honestly have no idea why. I’m so used to him being a prick by now. “Did you have a bad day today or something? You seemed fine this morning.”

“I am fine.”

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