Page 53 of Sweet Possession

“You want that, don’t you? My cum, deep inside your pussy?”

I nod because I do. The image he is painting in my head is doing things to me. I think I may come apart after just one touch from him. I’m desperate for him. So much so, I think I might explode if he doesn’t touch me right now. “Asher?” I whimper.

He smirks, his lips tipping up into a lopsided smile. “I know, angel. Lie back and spread your legs. Wide. I want to see how wet you are for me.”

I do as he commands, my knees flopping to the sides, opening myself up to him. I am on full display. He can see everything, yet I don’t feel self-conscious. I want his eyes on me.

“Mmm, you are fucking dripping, angel. It’s leaking out of you.” His eyes don’t move from my pussy as he continues to stroke his cock. Moisture leaks from me. Not just from what he’s doing, but his words. I’ve never done something so erotic. My heart pounds in my chest. We aren’t even having sex, yet this feels so dirty. “Reach down and run a finger up your slit,” he mutters, the speed of his strokes picking up. Again, I do as he asks, my eyes widening when I feel just how wet I am. “That’s it. Good girl. Now slide it inside.”

I moan as I push my finger in my pussy. Every nerve ending comes alive in my body. But I want more. Ineedmore. “Asher,” I moan as I pick up speed, thrusting my finger like my life depends on it.

“I know, angel,” he growls, and I feel the bed dip as he climbs between my legs and knocks my hand away, replacing it with his own. He pumps me hard and fast. My orgasm builds, but he pulls out before I reach climax. I curl into myself, trying to chase that feeling. Asher chuckles. “This is going to be fast, angel,” he says as he lines his cock up to my entrance and shoves into me in one go. My back arches as he stretches me to accommodate his size, but he gives me no time to recover. He rams into me relentlessly, and within minutes, I fall apart, clenching down so hard on his cock that he finds his release. He stills as his dick jerks inside me, coating my insides, just as he said he would.

I slump back on the pillows. Asher follows, careful not to put any weight on me before rolling to the side and taking me with him. Cradled against his hard chest, I have never felt safer or happier. He really is everything to me. He kisses my hair. “I told you it would be quick. I have no control when it comes to you.”

I turn my head to kiss his chest. “I liked it. I’ve never been so turned on in my life.”

He hums. “That’s why I had you play with yourself. I wanted you so worked up that you would come as soon as my cock sank into you.”

“It worked. I did.” I smile as I snuggle deeper into him.

“Yes, it did. I love you, angel.” Those are the last words I hear before sleep takes me under.

* * *

Startling awake, I glance over to find Asher still fast asleep. I smile. He looks so peaceful in sleep. I don’t want to disturb him, even though I’m desperate for a pee. Instead of moving, I stay and watch him. I’m probably coming across as a creeper right now, but I don’t care. When someone is this gorgeous, it’s only natural to stare.

I don’t know how long I watch him for, but suddenly, his eyes snap open. He blinks, as his gaze lands on me. His lips curve into a crooked smile as he closes his eyes, only for them to open a second later. “Stop watching me. I thought I was the crazy one in this relationship.”

I chuckle, swatting at his chest. “Oh, you are. It will take more than staring at you while you sleep for me to take that title.”

He grins, pulling me into him. “The craziness is unique to you, angel.Youmake me crazy.” His sleepy voice goes straight between my thighs. He senses my need—of course he does, he knows my body better than I do—and grinds his cock into me. But we don’t have time for that. We have to get to school. I wriggle out of his grip before we do end up having sex. He frowns as he makes grabby hands at me. “Where are you going? I have something here that needs your attention.” His gaze moves to his cock, which is tenting the sheet.

I shake my head. “We don’t have time for that; we have to get to school, and I need to shower and pee.” Turning, I pad towards the attached bathroom. Once inside, I lock the door. Knowing Asher, he will try to join me. Sitting on the toilet, I relieve myself and then jump in the shower. I am only in there for a few minutes when the handle moves and the banging on the door starts. I grin to myself.

“Angel, you better not have locked me out.” He’s trying to keep his voice neutral, but I hear the tension.

“I won’t be long,” I singsong then bust out laughing when he starts pounding on the wood.

“Let me in,” he shouts, not trying to hide his anger at all now. I laugh harder. “Remi.”

Oops, I must be in trouble if he’s calling me by my name. Stepping out, I wrap a towel around me. Then I flip open the lock. Asher stands there, his chest heaving. He glares down at me, not one bit amused.

“Why did you lock me out?” he grits out through clenched teeth.

I shrug. “I needed a shower. Alone. I knew what would happen if you joined me.”

Reaching out, he runs a thumb down my cheek. “Don’t do that again. I hate not being able to see you when I want.”

Rolling my eyes, I say, “Asher, it was a couple of minutes. No big deal.” Pushing past him, I quickly dry and then pull on my uniform. I feel his eyes on me, but I don’t look at him. It takes everything in me not to, considering he is naked, and his glorious cock is hard as rock.

Once dressed, I spin to face him. He’s still in the same place. “What?”

He sighs, pinning me with a stare. “It matters to me. Don’t do it again,” he says before turning and stepping into the bathroom.

I shake my head. Asher’s possessiveness when it comes to me, knows no bounds. It should be stifling, but I like it. I wouldn’t change him for anything. I’m moving towards the door when my attention is snagged on something. I pause. Swallow. Shit.

Rushing over to the dresser, I pick up the white package. My birth control. I haven’t been taking it… for weeks.

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