Page 174 of The Boss Situation

“You’re soaked,” he whispers, and I’m desperate for more.

He gives in, slipping one finger inside me, and I clench around him, my body trembling with need.

“More,” I beg, my voice breaking.

He doesn’t hesitate, adding a second finger and curling them just right, hitting that spot I fucking love. My back arches off the bed, a strangled cry escaping my lips as he slowly finger-fucks me.

But it’s not enough.

I need him deep inside me, claiming me completely.

“Asher,” I gasp, my nails lightly brushing down his back.

“I love it when you say my name like that.”

He kisses me, and his tongue tangles with mine. I can feel how much he wants me as his erection presses against my thigh.

With each passing second, my need for him grows more intense. His fingers dance across my skin, leaving goose bumps in their wake.

Asher fully undresses, then positions himself between my legs, waiting at my entrance. His lips are on mine, and I feel the mood shift to something else, something deeper. He pours his emotions into me as he slowly slides inside. I can barely hold back a moan as my body adjusts to every thick inch of him. He stretches me open, claiming me.

His hips thrust forward in rhythm with his thumb rubbing circles on my clit. This man is fucking me senseless, and I can feel the pleasure quickly building inside me.

“Tell me what you want,” he whispers against my neck, leaving kisses along my jawline.

“I want all of you. Forever,” I whisper breathlessly, arching into him even more desperately than before.

He slams into me, filling me completely, taking both our breaths away in one swift motion.

“Will that make you happy?” he asks as his movements slow.

“Yes,” I whisper, knowing my future is with him.

He pulls back just enough to look at me, his golden-brown eyes almost glowing. “Consider it done.”

With another thrust, he fills me so fucking perfectly that I cry out, my body clamping around him like a vise. That’s all it takes before I completely fall over the edge. Guttural groans release from my throat, and Asher follows behind me.

The sun’s fully up now, and we’re a breathless mess. He smiles as he pushes hair out of my face. I want to be lost in this little world with him just like this forever.

“I love you so much,” I whisper as tears of happiness prick my eyes.

“Fuck, I love you too, princess.”

“Thank you for being a relentless asshole and never giving up on me,” I say with a laugh.

“You wouldn’t have it any other way,” he tells me, playfully nibbling on my neck.

I thread my fingers through his hair, knowing he’s the only man who’s ever successfully been able to get under my skin. And I’m so damn thankful.

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ASHER

ONE WEEK LATER

My pulse pounds in my ears as I carefully guide Billie along the sandy path. One hand rests on her lower back, and the other gently grips her wrists. She’s blindfolded, laughing nervously but trusting me entirely as we move closer to where it all began.

“Almost there,” I whisper against her ear, feeling my pulse increase under my thumb.

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