Page 101 of In Case You Didn't Know
“Look how pretty you are when you’re letting me inside you,” I whisper in her ear. “Look how close you are to coming.”
“I’m so close,” she whispers.
I know it. My girl has tells. Her breath shortens, her pussy tightens around my fingers. I can feel her clit, swollen and needy, against my thumb.
And then the screen-her starts to come. I’m so hard from watching that, I’m aching. I increase the pressure on her clit, and the real her starts to peak.
“Asher…”
“Let it go, baby,” I murmur, curling my fingers inside of her. “Look at you. Both of you. Coming and glorious. I’m going to think about this every night when I’m away.”
She starts to shatter, her breath harsh, her body tight. I wrap my arm around her waist to keep her standing.
She’s trembling in my arms, her release washing over her in deep, pulsing waves. I hold her close, my lips kissing her ear, her throat, her cheek as I whisper what a good girl she is for me.
With my free hand, I pick up the remote and click it off. There’s only so much I can take. I’m already on the edge.
I rest my hand on her belly, warm and sated beneath my touch.
“You’re so perfect,” I murmur.
She lets out a soft laugh, her breath still shaky. But then she stiffens in my arms.
“Wait.” She twists in my grip to face me. Her eyes are wide. “That footage. If it recorded that, what else did it record?”
“I locked the lighthouse cameras the minute you asked me to watch you,” I tell her. I’d already anticipated this. “Nobody has access to them apart from me. Not my team, nobody.”
Her hands go to her cheeks. “But what if somebody did see? Parker or Autumn. Oh my God, they could have?—”
“They didn’t.” I reach for her face, tilting her chin so she’s looking at me. “Francie, I swear. I told them I’d keep an eye on everything so they could relax while they’re away. It’s completely locked down. Far away from any eyes. This is isolated on the local system. For our eyes only.”
She swallows hard. “You’re sure.”
I nod, giving her a smile. “It’s my job, remember?” I kiss her jaw, my lips soft. “Come to New York with me. You can write at my place.” There’s a twist in my stomach at the thought of being away from her.
“I can’t.”
“Why not?”
“Well, I have this book to finish for one.” She traces her finger along my bottom lip. “You may not know this, but you and your magic fingers can be very distracting.” She takes a deep breath. “But also, I need to go to Virginia.”
“Is everything okay?” Her parents live on a huge estate in Virginia. And her father is old. I immediately start thinking the worst.
“Everything is fine. It’s just that my brothers are all going to be there and I want to talk to them.” She pulls her lip betweenher teeth. “What you said the other day, about telling them the truth. I’ve been thinking about it, and all the marketing that’s going to come soon. I need to tell them about my writing. Before they find out from social media.”
I blink, surprised that she actually listened to me. It had been a throwaway comment. But something warm grows in my stomach at the thought that she’s ready to move forward with this.
“I’m so proud of you, baby.”
She grins. “Thank you.” Then she lets out a long breath. “I can’t believe you have to leave. I’m going to miss you. It feels like the end of the best summer ever.”
“It’s fall already,” I point out.
“I know. But I still don’t want it to end.”
I tighten my arms around her, my mouth against her ear. “It’s not the end, sweetheart.”
She lets out a breath, leaning against me. “It feels like it.”
