Page 40 of What the Heart Wants (Desires of the Heart 1)

“It died,” I tell him.

“You have any idea how worried I was?” he snaps.

“I charged it as soon as I woke up,” I state.

“You should have come home.”

“Well, you challenge Easton to a shot contest and let’s see how well you can stand by the end of the night,” I snap back.

“Guys, relax. Asher, he’s home now. He’s fine. Clearly hungover, but he’s here and not a scratch on him,” Kyla says trying to calm down the both of us.

“Do you know what it was like to come home, and find you not in bed and have no way to reach you? I didn’t know if something had happened to you!” Asher says. His voice cracks as he speaks.

“Asher…” I say looking at him and catching his eyes. “It wasn’t intentional. Really, I just passed out on the couch. I thought you guys would have been too tired to realise that I was gone. I didn’t think I would sleep in so late.”

Without a word, Asher gets up and storms away from the table.

Kyla looks between us torn, and I put my hand on her arm. “We need to sort this out. I’ll go and talk to him.”

She nods her head slowly, but I can tell that she wants to follow me. Thankfully, she doesn’t.

It’s not often that I fight or argue with my men but, when we do, it can become pretty heated quickly. That’s not something I’m sure that Kyla is ready for.

When I get to our bedroom, I hear the shower running in the bathroom. I let out a sigh and walk to the doorway. Asher is standing under the water, running his hands through his long black hair.

I take off my clothes and climb in behind him. He tenses for a second before his body relaxes as I wrap my arms around him.

I kiss along his back and shoulders. “I’m sorry. It was an honest mistake,” I whisper in his ear.

“I know E, still. I was worried that something fucking happened to you. After everything we learned about Kyla last night, every worst case scenario had popped into my head when I couldn’t locate you. I kept thinking that we would get a call like the night we lost Bethany,” he admits, and his voice breaks through his words.

“Ash…” I murmur and turn him around. The second he faces me, he grabs my face and gives me a hard, desperate kiss.

I kiss him back with just as much intensity.

When Asher pulls back, we are both breathing hard and he’s staring at me with wild, lust filled eyes.

Without a word, I get down on my knees as Asher’s body blocks most of the water.

I kiss each side of his hip bones as I make my way to his cock.

I run my tongue along his length and look up to meet his eyes. He’s staring down at me like he’s having a hard time trying to control himself.

I don’t want him to control himself.

My men are at their sexiest when they are completely out of control. It’s one of the things that I fucking love about them.

I run my tongue around his cock head and lick the drop of precum that’s there. I suck a little bit of the head before I take as much as I can of him in my mouth.

Asher lets out a groan, and his hand fists my hair.

He controls the movement as he keeps my head where he wants it and starts fucking my mouth.

I love every single second of it.

He shoves his cock in and holds me there, so I swallow around his cock causing him to let out a curse and then he finally loses control.

His thrusts get faster, and I grab his balls as they draw up and give them a little tug. I use my other hand to grab his ass in a hard grip as he lets out another curse and his release hits my mouth.

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