Page 67 of Bleeding Hearts

“Well, I mean,” she stumbles over her words for a minute, pausing to gather herself before continuing. “I’ve only ever been with two people. One of them was a one-night stand, I don’t even know his name, but the other, my ex, you know the story about me walking in on him.” She looks up to me for confirmation.

“Yeah, I remember it. Fucking douchebag never deserved you, you know that, right?”

“Yeah, I know.” She sighs. “But that’s not the point. I walked in on them, I saw them, I saw her enjoying it. Both with him and the other guy, I never did. That has to be a ‘me’ problem, Asher.”

“I’m sorry.” I pause, taking in exactly what she just said. “Are you saying nobody has ever made you come before?”

“It’s so embarrassing.” She shakes her head, trying to look away from me.

“It’s embarrassing for them, Demi. Not for you.” I wrap my hand around the back of her neck to pull her attention back toward me. “You got unlucky to end up with two assholes who put their own needs before yours. That makesthemthe problem, not you. Never you.”

She nods, a muted smile on her face. “I just want to be good enough for you,” she whispers, her eyes full of unshed tears.

“Baby, I’m the one who has to work to be good enough for you. Every time I’m with you, I feel lucky to just be in your presence, let alone part of your life. Don’t you see how fucking incredible you are, Demi Rhodes?” I reach up, brushing a fallen tear from her cheek.

“You’re pretty incredible too, Asher Gray.” She leans down, pressing a gentle kiss against my lips. Her lips linger for a moment before pulling away. “I don’t want to take it slow with you.” Her eyes meet mine and I can see the change in them.

The hesitance from only a few moments ago dims, and her desire stares straight at me. “I’ve played this moment over a million times in my mind since I met you. I want this, Ash.”

“You know, there’s a silver lining to their incompetence.” I smirk at her.

“Oh yeah? And what’s that?” She smiles back.

I thread my fingers through her hair, pulling her down so her ear is less than an inch from my lips. “Now I get to show you everything you’ve been missing.” I gently nip the edge of her lobe with my teeth, watching as goose bumps spread across her skin while I pull her back above me. “Do you trust me?”

“Always.” Her response is quick. She barely gets the word out before I yank her mouth back to mine.

Our kiss is different this time. Quicker, desperate. She clings to me as I flip her onto her back, leaning over her without ever breaking our lips apart. Her hands reach under my black T-shirt, running up and down the length of my stomach before circling to my back.

I reach behind me, gripping the fabric and pulling it over my head. Her eyes are wide as they trace every inch of my bare skin. I reach down, slipping my hands under the edge of her long-sleeve maroon crop top.

She lifts her arms as I pull the shirt over her head. She sits up just enough to unclip the bralette from behind her, sliding it down her arms before throwing it on the floor where her shirt just landed. I stare down at her now bare chest rising and falling from her quickened breaths.

“Fuck,” I say before lowering my mouth down to her puckered nipple, sucking it between my lips.

Her back arches with a moan as I gently nip at the hardened peak, only to suck it deep into my mouth again. I continue the cycle until she squirms beneath me before moving to give the other side the same attention.

I move down her stomach, leaving a trail of kisses as I go. I stop just above the button of her black trousers. I look up at her, giving her a chance to stop this before we take it any further. She doesn’t stop it though, instead giving me a small nod to keep going.

I flick open the button and unzip the zipper as she lifts her hips, allowing me to pull her pants down her legs. I slip her shoes and socks off, taking mine off at the same time but leaving my jeans on.

I reach back up, hooking my fingers under her simple black thong and pulling it down her legs so she lies bare before me. She squirms as I look down at her and I itch to make her squirm from more than just my stare.

I lift her leg in my hand, pressing a kiss to the inside of her ankle, then to her inner calf, then her inner thigh, until I’m hovering over exactly where I want to be. I blow on her center, and she shivers.

“Asher,” she whispers, her voice coated in desire. “I’ve never, nobody’s ever…” She shakes her head.

“Nobody’s ever what? Nobody’s ever eaten your sweet little pussy?” I ask, bewildered at any of the supposed men she’d been with before. She shakes her head, her legs trying to squeeze together out of habit.

“Selfishly, it makes me happy nobody else ever got to taste you. That this is all mine.” I brush a finger over her clit, and she whimpers. “Fuck, I can’t wait to taste you. Look at you, baby.” I run a finger through her wetness before bringing it up for her to see her arousal glistening on it. “You’re dripping for me, just desperate for me to swallow everything you have to give me. Is that what you want?”

“Ash,” she moans, squirming as I run my fingers through her folds, toying with her and watching her response.

“Tell me what you want, Demi.” I look at her, her pupils blown, her cheeks red, her hair a mess below her, and I haven’t even started yet.

“You, Asher. I want you. I want you to do everything to me. I want you to make me come,” she says, her words breathy.

“Yes, shmoops.” I smirk.

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