Page 245 of The Sidekick

“You know the rules, angel.”

When I don’t answer he starts pulling me back into him harder. My skin slaps against his in a steady rhythm that slowly builds into another orgasm that makes me spasm in place.

“Two.”

“How many are you going for?” Max asks weakly.

“We don’t stop until she soaks my dick.”

“Asher,” I choke as the movements get faster. My legs jerk in my restraints as the knot slides over me. “Please.”

“Not yet,” he tells me breathlessly.

I clench over him, my hips twisting.

“Don’t fight it, angel.”

I cry out over the next one and another follows quickly, leaving me breathless.

“I’ve got you, babygirl,” Trevor whispers, supporting my neck to lift me a little. The heat of his hand cradling me eases some of the tension as I spasm in place.

The tie over my nipples gets moved out of the way and a mouth engulfs a nipple to suck strongly.

I whimper, another orgasm slowly building inside. Asher grips my hip in one hand to hold me and flattens a hot palm over my pelvis as he starts driving inside me. The movements jostle me and Max leans back.

“Fuck, you’re gorgeous like this.”

“Give him what he wants babygirl,” Trevor says sternly.

“She will,” Asher grits and sucks in a hissing breath. “Almost there angel.”

My body loosens again, suddenly weightless and drifting.

“Good girl,” Trevor breathes out roughly against my ear.

A broad palm flattens over my stomach, close to Asher’s.

“I can fucking feel her tensing up,” Max says in awe.

My inner walls start trembling and Asher moans.

“There it is. Come on angel. One more.”

I can’t help the sounds he wrings out of me as he plays my body like an instrument made just for him. My breathing gets choppy as my muscles start randomly spasming.

“Fuck,” Trevor mutters.

“Give it to me. That’s it,” Asher pants and slams into me roughly, biting into my calf as I shake.

I suck in a breath and then it’s there. The rolling orgasm that yanks my body out of my control as I scream until my voice breaks.

“Fuck,” Asher chokes and his erection kicks inside me as he struggles to keep going.

My body goes limp as my mind floats free. Hands stroke over me, settling jumping skin and rubbing aching muscles. The bindings unravel from me slowly and yet I blink and they’re gone.

Someone lays me in bed and several arms rearrange me to be comfortable. A cloth wipes me down and a hot towel is pressed against my core. An Asher trick that I’ve fallen in love with.

“I love you,” I mutter out weakly.

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