Page 144 of Outside The Wire

“Sitting on the couch and fondling you all night? I’m game.”

“I said nothing about fondling.”

“That’s what I heard. Sit on the couch and be fondled by my boyfriend.”

A pillow came flying at my head, but I quickly ducked, avoiding getting smacked in the face, only to be hit by the secondary pillow I hadn’t seen coming.

“Whatever happened to my boyfriend, the gentleman?”

I climbed over her, caging her under my body. “I don’t recall ever calling myself a gentleman.” I nipped at her neck, sliding my hand under her shirt to palm her breast. Forget fondling.I was going to fuck her right here on the couch. “Baby, you’re wearing entirely way too much clothing.”

“Not for watching TV!”

“The TV’s not on,” I murmured, sliding my tongue along her neck.

“I can turn it on,” she said, pushing at my chest.

“It’s broken,” I mumbled, snapping the buttons on her jeans. “A bat flew in here yesterday and attacked the TV.”

My fingers slid into her pussy just as she attempted to protest.

“Asher—ah!”

“What’s that, baby?”

Her fingers dug into my shoulders as I pumped my fingers in and out of her while thumbing her clit. “Ash…”

“That’s right, baby. Soak my fingers. Come all over me,” I whispered in her ear.

“I—God, Asher!” I ground my cock against her thigh as her nails dug painfully into my shoulder. She was so close, so fucking?—

The shrill sound of my phone ringing interrupted the perfect sounds of her panting in my ears. But I didn’t stop. Not when she was so close.

“Come on, baby. Almost there. I can feel you squeezing me. Imagine it was my cock inside you, filling you up.”

Her thighs started to quiver and then her legs snapped shut, trapping my hand in her pussy as she cried out. I captured her lips in mine, swallowing her cries until her heart stopped racing and her legs finally fell open, releasing me from their death grip.

I pressed kisses to her neck as I lazily stroked her, loving the way she shivered from my touch. I couldn’t imagine ever going back to my place again. That one night away from her was agony. I never wanted to do it again.

“I want to live with you, Holly.”

She chuckled. “We practically live together already.”

I rubbed my nose along her jaw, continuing to stroke her. “Then let’s make it official. I’ll live with you or you can live with me. Or we can find a new place together. I don’t give a shit. But I never want to be away from you again.”

“Asher,” she said, her head jerking toward mine. “Isn’t this a little too soon?”

“You know I’m in love with you. I know I want to spend the rest of my life with you. If I didn’t think you’d flip out, I’d ask you to marry me right now.”

“It’s too soon for that.”

“Which is why I said we should live together,” I grinned. “If you kick me out ever again, you’ll do it knowing I have nowhere else to go.”

She shivered as I slid my fingers back inside her.

“You know I belong right here with you. Let’s make it official.”

She bit her lip, shaking it slightly. “Not until you’re divorced. I just…I can’t, Asher.”

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