Page 36 of Because You Loved Me

“Bold.” She wiggled her face away from him, but at the same time pressed her ass back against his hand. “What makes you think I’m still interested?” She turned away completely. “After all, a girl doesn’t like to be rejected, Asher,” she teased as she slowly rolled her hips under his touch.

“You think that’s what I did, Noa?” He pressed a soft kiss on her neck, under her ear. “You can’t believe for a second that I rejected you, sweetheart. I think it’s clear that I want you just as badly as you want me.”

He pulled her up against him, so she could feel for herself that the need he had for her last night had only intensified during the night. His dick strained against the jeans he still wore.

“I think you sent me to bed alone, Asher. When I made it pretty clear that I wanted company.” She sighed as his hand slipped around her waist and traveled up to her breasts.

“Yesterday was a lot for you. I didn’t want to add to that.”

“And today?”

“Now…” Asher tweaked her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, eliciting a gasp. “You’ve had a chance to sleep on it and it’s your call. If you want me to stop, I will. I’ll get up right now and never touch you again. But if you feel the same way as you did last night, then we finish this. Now.” He let his thumb casually flick over her nipple as he spoke. “So, tell me, Noa. Do you regret running away from your wedding and getting into bed with me?”

Her answer was immediate. “Not for one second.” Her sweet ass ground against him as she arched her back to press her tits into his hands. “But if you don’t finish what you’ve started, there might be a few things I do start to regret.”

It was all the answer he needed. Asher pulled her easily to her back and in the next moment was over top of her. “Fuck, Noa.” He took in the sight of her with her hair tousled from sleep, breasts heaving, only barely confined in the bustier, her lips swollen from their kissing the night before. He hadn’t thought it possible, but she was even sexier than the night before. “You’re so fucking gorgeous.”

“Less talking.” She reached up and pulled him down in a rough kiss before releasing him again. “Less clothes.”

“And you are wearing just the right amount.” He bit his lip and shook his head with an intense appreciation for whoever designed such undergarments.

He’d already wasted too much time with her. The need to taste her and pull more of those sexy noises out of her consumed him. Asher dropped his mouth to hers and kissed her thoroughly until she was gasping for more, and then he turned his attention to her beautiful breasts. He kissed and suckled them through the lace until he was sure he’d tear it with his teeth.

Slowly, he moved lower until he found the scrap of fabric she called a thong. His tongue traced the elastic band before moving lower to kiss her core through the thin barrier.

She cried out and her hips bucked against him, but Asher clamped an arm down to hold her still. “You like that, do you?”

“Asher.” Her voice held a warning, but he had her exactly where he wanted her.

The panties, however, were going to have to go. With his free hand, he slipped two fingers under the elastic and pulled. They snapped easily, and then she was perfectly and completely exposed to him. “So much better.”

Without further hesitation, he kissed and licked and swirled his tongue along her seam, focusing on her hard bud. It didn’t take long for Noa to cry out as pleasure consumed her.

He continued to kiss and taste until finally, with a smile, he lifted his head. “I was right.” He looked up to see her now flushed, satiated face. “You are every bit as delicious as I knew you’d be.”

Noa’s eyes, clouded with desire, fluttered open and her gaze locked on him. “You are still wearing far too many clothes.”

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Her entire body vibrated with the orgasm that she hadn’t even begun to recover from when Asher hopped from the bed and finally stripped out of his clothes.

Noa propped herself up on her elbows and watched while his jeans fell to the ground to reveal his very hard cock that was every bit as impressive as she’d expected it to be.

“You like what you see?”

Damn. He was so cocky and self-assured that it made her crazy. But hell yes, she liked what she saw. Very much.

In response, Noa crooked her finger and beckoned him to her.

Asher grabbed a condom from the pocket of his jeans and quickly sheathed himself before climbing back onto the bed, between her legs.

He notched himself between her legs and leaned forward to take her mouth in his again. She had never been kissed like this before, as if he needed her to breathe. Asher held her head in his hand while his tongue tangled with hers until they were both gasping with need.

Despite the earth-shattering orgasm he’d just given her, she was hungry for more. She was hungry for anything and everything he would give her.

“You are so fuckin’ delicious, Noa.” His voice was rough with desire. “I don’t think it’s possible to get enough of you.”

She felt the same, but if she didn’t get moresoon, she was going to go insane.

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