Page 82 of Beyond Rosy Irish Twilight

I’d been thinking about this a lot lately. “Yeah, I’ve got a plan.”

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JADE

Asher had been planning with the guys in his office the whole afternoon. It was clear that he didn’t want me in the room while they plotted, so I made myself scarce. At first, I just stayed outside, but when it got dark, I had no choice but to head inside. But I didn’t want to go upstairs alone, not even when my eyes were struggling to stay open.

So instead, I stayed at the kitchen island and tried not to fall asleep. I stuffed a few crackers in my mouth, but couldn’t stomach more than that. My appetite hadn’t returned since I was taken, and I didn’t know what to do about that. I saw the looks everyone shot me when I pushed food around my plate instead of eating.

I nearly jumped out of my skin when I felt a warm hand on my back. I spun around, breathing hard, relieved to see it was only Asher. I fought back the tears that threatened to fill my eyes and gave him a smile, trying to reassure him I was fine.

“Hey, you okay?” he asked, his eyes worried as he stared at me.

“Yeah, I was just waiting for you.”

He glanced at the clock on the wall and frowned. “It’s eleven o’clock. Why didn’t you just go to bed?”

I couldn’t tell him that I didn’t want to be in that room alone. I didn’t want him to know how badly being taken had fucked with my head. He had enough to worry about on top of me. Besides, it had only been a few days. Or a week. With a little more time, I would be fine. I just had to adjust to all of this.

“I couldn’t sleep,” I lied.

“You look dead on your feet. Come on.”

I didn’t fight him as he helped me off the stool and guided me upstairs. As long as he was with me, I could handle being in that room. It was stupid, really. That wasn’t the room I was held in, so it shouldn’t bother me at all, but for some reason, I couldn’t shake the feeling of terror when I was in there alone.

“I’m gonna take a shower. Do you want to join me?” Asher asked. He wrapped his arm around my back and drew me in closer to him. His breath skimmed over my neck as he breathed in my scent and pressed a kiss to the side of my neck. My eyes fluttered closed as he pressed open-mouthed kisses along my skin.

I almost opened my mouth to say no. I didn’t want him to see my scars, but then again, he’d already seen and touched them. “Yes,” I whispered, trying to let go of my fears.

He spun me around and kissed me hard, his fingers tangling in my hair. His kisses chased away all the demons in my head until I was only in this moment with him. He walked me backward until we were in the bathroom. Then he stepped back and fingered the hem of my t-shirt, almost as if he was asking permission.

I raised my hands over my head and held my breath as he slowly raised my shirt over my head. I knew he could see my back in the mirror, and that terrified me more than anything. I didn’t want to see the look on his face. Even though he had already seen them, this was the first time I was aware of it. I squeezed my eyes shut and waited for his quick intake of breath, but instead, I felt his lips crash into mine and his hands wrap around my back, pulling me closer.

“Baby,” he groaned as his erection dug into me.

My hands grabbed his shirt and yanked up. I was desperate for him, forgetting all about my own insecurities as he backed me toward the shower. I wasn’t even fully undressed yet. With his lips still on mine, he fumbled for the shower handle and turned on the water, then lifted me up, spinning me around and planting me on the counter.

His eyes roamed over me hungrily as he got to his knees and grabbed my shorts, pulling them down my legs. I was completely exposed, but he made me feel wanted…needed.

His hands slid up my legs, spreading them wider until I was on display for him. A low growl rumbled through his chest as he swiftly moved in, and then his lips were on my pussy. I gasped, nearly closing my legs on him as his tongue slid over me. Pleasure rippled through me as his tongue swiped languidly over me, slowly building the need inside.

“Ash!” I cried out, tangling my fingers in his hair. I sucked in a deep breath when I felt his fingers at my entrance. It had been too long since anyone had touched me, since I’d felt pleasure like this. He slowly worked them inside me as his tongue flicked at my clit. I closed my eyes and held on as an orgasm washed over me all too quickly.

But he didn’t stop touching me. He kissed me harder, sucking my clit into his mouth, refusing to give me a chance to recover. His fingers slid in and out, building up the pressure again. But he didn’t let me finish this time. He got to his feet and undid his pants, then wrapped his hands around my legs and dragged me to the edge of the counter.

Pushing my legs wider, his cock nudged against my entrance for just a moment as he stared at me with heated eyes. In one swift move, he was inside me, filling me so deep that I cried out and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me. He stayed deep inside me, his hands running up and down my back as he waited for me to adjust to his large size.

“I can’t wait,” he choked out.

I nodded against his chest just before he pulled out and thrust back inside me. I held on as he fucked me hard. His breath fanned over my skin, sending tingles down my spine. I was right on the edge, the pleasure mixing with the pain of his thrusts deep inside me. His fingers bit into my skin as he picked up the pace. Then I was squeezing his cock and he stilled with one final thrust.

I was lightheaded as I rested my head against his chest. I could hear his heart thundering in tandem with mine as we both leaned against each other for support.

“I don’t think I can stand,” I murmured.

“Same.”

I chuckled against him, then waited as he stepped out of his pants and walked over to the shower, adjusting the temperature.

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