Page 34 of Billionaire Neighbor

I kiss his neck as he wraps his arms around me. “You deserve it, especially after you had me so weak in the knees after our last date. I had to get you back. Are you ready for round two? Because I’m ready whenever you are.”

Asher laughs and gives me a tight squeeze. “I’m not quite ready for anything just yet. I need a few more minutes to recover. But I’m sure I can manage something special in the meantime. Lie on your stomach. I want you to relax.”

I slide off his hard body and wait patiently as we maneuver ourselves into a new position. He grabs something off the nightstand closest to the bed, and then I hear the pop of a top opening before I hear Asher rubbing his hands together. It must be oil.

His touch is warm from the start as he begins at my shoulders, gliding down my body with his strong hands. Every move feels so good and I’m not sure if he’s trying to set the mood or put me to sleep. All the tension in my body instantly leaves as Asher applies light pressure all over me. He works his way lower and lower and spends quite a bit of time deep massaging my ass. Asher then takes his time and kisses each cheek.

“You’re absolutely perfect,” he says. “Turn over.”

I obediently roll over, watching him get more oil to massage the front of my body. His hands slide down my breasts, leaving a glistening trail in their wake. He kisses me and I wrap my legs around him. His manhood rubs against my belly, and once I feel his warmth and stiffness, I can’t wait any longer. I reach down, grab his dick and stroke slowly up and down, feeling him grow longer and harder in my hands.

“I’m ready now,” he says before reaching over and retrieving a condom from the nightstand. The wrapper crackles for a moment and Asher slides his hand between my thighs. He gently guides himself to the opening of my body and slowly pushes forward.

It hurts a little, accepting his massive size as my body tries to reject the intrusion, but I force myself to relax, allowing my body to adjust to the size of him with a deep breath.

“That’s it, relax,” he coaches. “But tell me if I’m hurting you. I’ll stop whenever you say if the pain is too much.”

He takes his time, inching his way into my body as I warm up with each thrust. Each stroke goes deeper inside, leaving me breathless as my body melts into his.

I moan into the side of Asher’s neck and slowly bring my hips to meet his. Locking my legs around his body, I fight to eliminate any distance between us.

“Don’t stop,” I moan. “Keep going.”

Asher keeps pumping in and out of me as I dig my nails into his back. He reaches down and slides his arm under one of my legs, opening me up even wider before pounding deeper and deeper inside, hitting unreached depths of my sweet spot. I reach down and grab onto his hips to join his rhythm. We’re both thrusting so hard, I can’t tell if I’m fucking him or he’s fucking me. Either way, the orgasm slams into me like a brick wall and my whole body throbs. It’s not long before Asher erupts in a series of moans himself, shuddering against my body. We ride the wave together as our bodies both continue to rock until we’ve released every ounce of our pent-up energy.

Our chests rise and fall together as we breathe heavily. We stay like this for a few moments, not wanting to let go of the tight embrace.

“As much as I enjoy being balls deep inside of you, I think we need to go get cleaned up,” Asher finally says, slowly leaving my embrace.

“You first,” I say. “I’ll wait until you finish.”

We kiss before he leaves the room and I’m left in the darkness of the night, replaying each pleasurable moment of the evening. I wish there was a way for me to hit rewind on my favorite parts so I can relive the experience again and again.

After Asher finishes up in the bathroom I stumble my way out of the bed.

“Someone is a little weak in the knees again,” says Asher before kissing my neck softly.

I smile and regain my balance. “You take a lot out of me. I might need some assistance if we have another night like this one.”

Asher grabs his phone and pretends to dial someone. “Let me find you a wheelchair then, because we’re definitely going to have more nights like this.”

I roll my eyes with a smile, shaking my head before closing the bathroom door behind me. I make quick work of cleaning myself so I can hurry back to Asher. Exiting the bathroom, I see him in bed with the sheets pulled back.

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