Page 34 of Never Bed the Boss
“Oh!” I gasp as I feel his palms slide against my thighs. “Are you sure—oh—ohhhhh,”I moan as he slips my leg over his shoulder.
“Mine,” he says, dragging his tongue along my slit. “This pussy belongs to me. Say it.”
“It belongs to you, Asher,” I breathe, barely holding on as he continues to work miracles beneath my dress.
“Good girl,” he rasps, swirling his tongue against me.
His hands grip my ass, pulling me closer to him as his tongue does sinful things to me. God, this feels so good. Asher knows how to work me up. Knows what I like. What I need. And rightnow he’s making me forget about my wedding day as my orgasm builds.
I grind against his mouth as he growls against me. His fingers dig into my flesh as he increases his pace. Grunting. Moaning. The air is filled with both of us but I don’t care if anyone hears.
“Right there,” I moan, bucking against him as I nearly topple over him. I shouldn’t be standing, but Asher is keeping me in place, gripping me as he devours me.
“Come for me Mrs. Blacke. I need my wife to come.”
My mind does somersaults as my heart leaps into my throat. Mrs. Blacke. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve heard from Asher’s mouth and it sends me over the edge and I come harder than ever.
“That’s it,” he moans, lapping me up. “That’s my wife.”
He slides my leg off his shoulder and then disentangles himself from my dress before collecting me in his arms. The way he’s looking down at me with such genuine happiness makes me melt.
“I love you, Lilah Elizabeth Blacke.”
I stare at him for a long beat. I can’t speak. Every emotion is welling up inside of me ready to burst out. I reach for his face, cradling it before pulling him into a kiss.
I’ve never been happier.
I found my soulmate and I’m never letting him go.
EPILOGUE
ASHER - FIVE YEARS LATER
So much has changedsince Delilah and I married. We’ve had two kids, a son and a daughter. Both of them have changed my life. They made me step back and reevaluate my priorities. I don’t have to spend every day chasing money. New deals. Innovation. I’ve achieved more in the past decade than most could accomplish in multiple lifetimes.
The streaming empire Adrian and I built has delivered far more than I expected, thanks in large part to my gorgeous wife who kept me on track and sane through it all. But as much as I’ve accomplished over the years, the one accomplishment I’m proud of most of all is my family.
And I’m at a place in my career where I can slow down, focus on my family, and let Adrian take the reins. You’d think I’d be bored in my mini-retirement, but I’m finding that my wife and kids are more than capable of keeping me sharp and on my toes.
My Delilah. My Josephina. My Giorgio.
Josephina was first. We named her after Josie, who passed not long after our wedding. It was difficult, but she passed with all of us around her. Giorgio came a few years later and has been a tornado since birth.
I love them both dearly. Every day I spend with them is a blessing. I’m a lucky man, and I wouldn’t change a thing. The hole that opened up when my father died has been filled by the love of my family.
“Isn’t it beautiful?” Lilah says, gazing out at the sunset over the vast savanna.
We’re staying at a lodge in the middle of the Serengeti. It has been on Lilah’s bucket list for years but she was adamant about paying for the trip in its entirety. Same with much of the list. My girl’s determined and driven and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
There are wild animals all around us, but I’ve only heard their calls. I’ve already fended off a wily giraffe this morning when he got a little too frisky with Lilah on our wildlife tour. If a lion were to waltz up to our balcony, I’d be ready—my kids have trained me well enough to handle any situation.
It’s the first time since Giorgio was born that we’re alone. The kids are with my mother and sister at the family’s villa in Ravenna. It’s strange to have this much alone time with Lilah again, but I’m going to take advantage of every second I have with her.
I walk slowly to her, my eyes never leaving her slender curves, accentuated by her silk robe. I swear she grows even more beautiful by the day, and I can’t believe how lucky I am to call her mine. I wrap my arms around her, hugging her as I slide my head next to hers, and whisper, “Fucking gorgeous. And the sunset isn’t bad either.”
I feel her chest rising and falling against me as she laughs. I savor the warmth. I breathe in her scent. I fucking love it.Her.No one in this world understands me better.
She spins around slowly and looks up at me as I cage her beneath me. “Kiss me,” she says.
