Page 14 of Wrecked
Lightly pushing on his solid chest, I laugh, keeping my hand there. “You love having me there. I brighten up the place with my personality. Not to mention the fresh flowers and baked goods I’m always bringing in.”
“I can get on board with your personality, even the baking. The decorating and fresh flowers, it’s just not what I enjoy looking at.”
“What do you enjoy looking at, Asher?” I ask, in a seductive voice I didn’t even know existed.
Leaning over closer to me, so close I can feel the heat pouring off of him as he tucks a wild curl behind my ear, he says, “I enjoy looking at you, Payton.”
My heart slams in my chest. That’s not what I meant, and I’m sure he knows it. Yet, he chose to bring it down this path. “I definitely am something good to look at,” I say, flirting back.
Searching my eyes, he doesn’t say a word. It’s as though we are in a world where only the two of us exist. I can feel the air between us getting thick with desire. With a need for something different, something exciting. My skin burns as his gaze runs up and down me. It makes me feel sexy, beautiful, and gives me a confidence I haven’t felt in my lifetime.
“Dance with me,” Asher says, pushing back in his chair to stand.
Still in my haze of lust, I grab onto his outreached hand. He leads us to the small, wooden, dance floor. Finding an empty spot, he turns pulling my body against his. Resting his hands on my lower back, he starts to slowly move to the beat. I’m not a good dancer. No, that’s not true, I used to be, it’s just been so long since I have danced I’m not sure I remember how. Feeling his muscular body against mine is such a turn on. The way he’s moving, with all the confidence in the world, I know right then that he would be incomparable in bed.
The thought makes me flush and of course he notices. “Hey, don’t over think it. Look at me, right into my eyes. Let your body move with mine,” he says, in a deep sexy voice.
Doing exactly what he says, I feel my body start to move with his. My arms are draped over his shoulders, as my hands find their way to the bottom of his thick hair. The faster the beat, the more we move against each other. Rubbing on one another.
“See, my kind of fun isn’t so bad, is it?” he asks, moving his mouth close to my ear.
“No, it isn’t at all,” I admit.
Slowly his hands move down to rest on my ass, and the contact has me pushing my hips forward. Giving me a small grin, he spins me around. My back is now pressed against his front. Pressing his powerful body against mine, I bend slightly, forcing my ass back. Briefly, I close my eyes because I can feel his hard cock against my ass. He’s as turned on as I am.
Suddenly, it’s a flurry of hands and touching. His start at my stomach and moves down to my thighs. Back up to my stomach and down my arms, bringing them behind me to wrap around his neck. My dress hikes up higher, and I don’t even care. Not when he pushes my hair to the side, and begins kissing my neck.
“Payton, you are so damn sexy. The way your body moves against mine...,” he pauses to push his hard dick against me. “Is so fucking hot.”
My body nearly goes up in flames. I’m so turned on, I can feel my panties getting wet. “Oh God,” I moan out when he bites down lightly on my neck. Moving his hands up my body again, he allows his thumbs to brush against my hardened nipples. My head drops back onto his shoulder, as I tug at his hair.
“Fuck,” he breathes out, when I push my ass against him, moving it on his cock. Spinning me around to face him, he’s breathing heavily. His eyes are wild, searching my face. “Payton, come back to my place.”
My overly aroused body, makes this decision simple. “Yes.”
Grabbing my hand, he nearly drags me out of there. This isn’t me. I’m not this girl, but there is something about Asher that I can’t deny. Something wild, something unpredictable, something safe.
