Page 12 of Rejected By My Stepbrother Alpha
He pulled back and grinned down at me, but his expression faltered, and he had to grip the comforter. His eyelashes fluttered.
Shit.
Was he going to faint?
“Are you okay?” I asked, as I sat up. My chest was heaving as I tried to catch my breath.
Asher shook his head to clear it, and a sexy smirk crossed his face.
“I'm more than okay,” he muttered as his eyes greedily took in the tops of my breasts that were spilling out of my dress.
His heat-filled gaze made me tremble. This caused one of my nipples to pop out of the top of my dress slightly.
“Oh, Ivy. You're so sexy,” Asher whispered. “I want to lick and suck your hard little nipples until you're screaming my name.”
My mouth went dry and heat pooled in my center. His dirty words were almost as erotic as his touch.
Our eyes locked, and his were wild and full of lust. His lips were swollen and red from our kisses.
My head pulsed with pain from my tight updo. With my eyes still on my stepbrother's, I pulled out the pins holding up my hair, wincing slightly as they came out. Taking down my hair in front of Asher was an intimate experience. I shifted from side to side, trying to find some relief from the demanding need in my wet center.
Relief flooded through me once all the pins were out of my hair. It felt almost as good as when I took off my heels. I used my fingers to shake out my hair. I'd never gotten my hair cut, and it almost reached my waist.
The look in Asher's eyes as he studied me was fierce with need.
“Ivy, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen,” he whispered. “I want to taste every inch of you. I want to take everything that you are willing to give me. I feel so lucky to be able to spend the night with you.”
I gasped quietly. His words made me hopeful that tonight was more than just about physical intimacy for him.
Asher reached out a shaky hand and cupped my flushing face, drawing my lips back to his. But when our mouths were only a breath away, he paused. Our lips were just barely touching, and we let out matching gasps at the contact.
“I want you, Ivy,” he murmured against my lips. His words were even more slurred than they'd been a moment ago. “I want to make love to you, baby. Do you want me to make love to you?”
My eyes widened, and I grinned.
Oh my Goddess!
He had said make love! Not just have sex. This had to mean that he wanted more than just this one night with me. Asher wanted a future with me. Just like I wanted one with him. Of course, it would be complicated to navigate since we were technically related by marriage. But in the end, it would all be worth it. Asher and I were meant to be.
I swung my leg over his lap and straddled his waist. The sudden movement made my head spin, and I swayed slightly.
Asher reached out and gripped my hips to steady me.
I held on tight to his shoulders, never wanting to let him go. Gently, I traced my pointer finger over the faint scar over his right eyebrow.
His eyes dropped to my mouth, and he grasped the back of my head with both of his hands.
In less than a second, my lips were on his, and I bucked my hips until my center was pressed against his hard length.
“Ivy!” he yelled.
I knew that there was a reason for him to keep quiet, but I couldn't think about anything besides his hard body pressed against my soft one.
“I'll take that as a yes to my question?” he asked and tightened his grip on my hips.
I thrust my hips, and my clit rubbed against his dick. Asher and I groaned loudly.
I moved my lips until they were right next to his ear. My hot breath against his skin made him shiver. The fact that I could affect him like that made the back of my neck tinglewith pleasure.
