Then she got on the bed and crawled over to him.

“Sunny.” He reached for her, but she reared back.

Running one hand down his chest, she grazed his boxers and lowered the waistband. When he shifted his weight, she slipped them all the way off. Then she wrapped her hand around his dick and started licking it.

“Fuck,” he groaned as he cupped her head.

She took him into his mouth, bobbed her head a few times, then sat up. Leaning forward to kiss him, she moved to straddle him. Reaching between her legs, she lined his cock up with her core and sank down.

“Fuuuuck,” he groaned as his hands found her hips.

He was more than happy to let her take the lead.

She sat up and began to rise and fall. The sight of Sunny, her long blonde hair still damp from her shower, her luscious curves taking him in and her tits bouncing as she rode his dick, was something he would never tire of.

Yeah, she could definitely take the lead.

Before long, her bounces shifted into a rocking motion, and his balls tightened, and the release was building deep within. But he needed Sunny to come first.

Bringing one hand from her hip, he slipped it up and squeezed her nipple while the other hand found her clit rubbing a small, fast circle.

“Oh, fuck, Asher,” she moaned as her rhythm started to falter.

“That’s right, Sunshine. Give it to me.”

She fell forward, putting both hands on his chest as he took over, bucking into her as his thumb worked her clit.

When she broke with a sob, Asher groaned and followed her right over the edge.

“I fucking love you,” he said as she fell to his side.

And with that, they both held tight to each other as sleep took them.

Chapter

Twenty-Nine

SUNNY

The next morning, Sunny woke up with the sun on her face, with Asher snuggled behind her.

She gave a contented sigh as his arms tightened around her. Though she tried in vain to move his arms because she needed to pee.

“Where do you think you’re going?” a rough, sleepy voice said.

“I just have to go to the bathroom.”

“If you must,” he said as he loosened his grip and rolled to his back.

When she came back in, Asher was laying in her bed with his hands crossed behind her head.

“What are you up to today?” she asked as she came to sit on the bed next to him.

“I have some work to do with Abe,” he said as she sat up. “Do you want to come?”

“I would, but I really would like to get a little more work done around the house. I was thinking about painting the dining room.”

“Okay, well, do you want to meet for lunch at the diner. I might be done with Abe by then, and I could come and help you paint.”