Page 77 of Exactly What I Needed
“Get your ass back in here. You’re not dressed.”
“That’s the problem. Which room is Nova in?”
He furrowed his brows. “Why do you need to know that?”
“I at least want to wear different clothes to school today than the ones I was wearing yesterday.”
Chuckling, he pushed the door open wider and filled the frame. “Come look in the closet.”
“What?” I cautiously faced him and took a step in his direction.
“I have that outfit I bought you the night we kind of fought,” he quietly replied, and I rapidly increased my walking speed and shoved past him into the room.
Then I frowned. “Except those were pants. I can’t wear pants unless it’s Friday.” I sighed and threw my clothes on the floor.
“Then wear one of the other outfits.” Asher walked toward the closet on my left and slid open the accordion doors. I stared at him for a moment,distracted by all his glory on full display beneath his deliciously tight boxers. Tipping my head, I sucked in my bottom lip.
“You got a little something there, Princess,” Asher rasped, running a finger across his chin.
Snapping out of it, I rolled my eyes and mocked him.
“Ha. Ha. I’m not drooling.”
“Sure.” He grinned wickedly and then pointed back into the closet. “I bought a few more after you left. Just in case.”
“But I…” My voice trailed off, realizing what that meant. He merely shrugged his shoulders and slid some joggers off a hanger from the closet. I walked quietly toward him and peered inside. On the left side of the gray closet, four dresses hung from hangers. Much like my typical dresses that I wore. Though a little less flowy, otherwise the same.
Snatching the cute, red floral one from the hanger, I stepped into it and pulled my hair to the side. Asher silently walked forward and zipped me up, his fingers brushing against my neck and across the chain that his ring and charm still hung from. His lips pressed against the back of my neck, hot and wet. Tingles rushed through my body.
“I’ve got to go,” I whispered, but closed my eyes and made no effort to move. He kissed my skin again, a little lower. And again.
“Mmmmkay,” he muttered against my back. Fingers slid down my arms and then wrapped around my waist, pressing against my lower abdomen. Just high enough that his hand wasn’t technically between my legs, but it was close enough I felt myself become slick against my thong in anticipation. Good thing he’d kept a couple pairs of mine so I didn’t have to wear the same one as yesterday.
“Asher…” I warned, but he dipped a little closer to my ear and sucked. Hard. I moaned, louder than I expected, as his fingers finally traveled lower. The heat from his body swallowed me whole as he pressed himself up against my back. With every shaky inhale into my lungs, every whisper of his fingers right where I desired, reality slipped further away.
“I really have to go…” I moaned again, but he didn’t stop, didn’t slow down. Without thinking, I grabbed my dress and pulled the hem up, mindlessly shoving his hand underneath it. I wanted nothing between his fingers and my skin.
His other hand slid up my arm and then across my chest, grabbing my breast and palming it with a moan himself. Hot breath washed over my ear as he licked at the spot he’d sucked. More. Give me more. I was desperate to feel that release from the fire that was rapidly building.
“Asher…” I moaned.
“Fuck, Princess,” he whimpered in my ear and slipped his fingers inside.
Ringing blared, snapping us both out of the blissful state we were in. It screeched loudly, and he jerked his hand away, startled. I dropped my dress and ran toward the nightstand. Tugging the charging cord from the phone, I slapped a hand over my mouth.
Tapping the answer button, I shoved it against my ear and rushed past Asher. “Elysia?” I dashed into the kitchen. No time for breakfast, or to make lunch, or anything.
“Where are you? School starts in like five minutes!” she exclaimed.
“Coming! I forgot to charge my phone last night, so with my battery dead, my alarm didn’t go off,” I replied, grabbing my purse from the coat rack and jumping into my heels.
“Okay. Well, you better hustle. I’ll try and keep your class entertained until you get here,” she said.
“Thank you!” I quickly hung up the phone. Shoving it in my purse, I strapped on the other shoe and glanced up. Asher was watching with an odd smile on his face.
“When you’re done teaching, let me know. I’ll tell you whether we are here or still at the stadium rehearsing for this weekend,” he said, walking quickly my way. One hand cupped my face, tugging me forward before I could race out the door.
Leaning forward, he pecked me on the lips. “Have a good day,” he whispered and then let go.
