Page 87 of When I'm With You
“Don’t think yet,” Julie says. “Text him back and tell him yes before you think.”
Me
Sure, I’ll be there.
I pocket my phone with shaky hands. “Done.”
“Okay.” She takes my other hand and faces me on the sidewalk. “Now, tell me how you feel, if you want to.”
“Scared.” I give her my most honest truth. “I’m really fucking scared.”
Julie nods at my answer. “It’s okay to be scared. This is really scary.”
I don’t know why her saying that out loud eases some of the pressure in my chest, but it does.
“But like I told you when we were in Boulder, you’re not alone. You have your family and now you have my family. Andmy friends—they’re all your friends too. And you have me. I’m not going anywhere. Ever. I swear it. Whatever happens, we’ll figure it out together.”
Steeped in gratitude for her, her brilliant mind, and her unwavering support, I unwind my hands from hers and wrap my arms around her shoulders. She circles my waist and holds on tight.
“Thank you,” I whisper.
“Always,” she whispers back.
I pull back so I can see her face but keep my arms around her. She is so fucking beautiful I sometimes can’t breathe when look at her.
“Well, I probably won’t be able to sleep tonight, so want to go to bed and…not sleep with me?”
She gives me a wicked grin and presses her hips forward right into mine, where I was already hard and aching for her. “I would love to go to bed and not sleep with you, Hot Shot.”
I lean forward and take her lips with mine, sweeping my tongue inside her mouth to taste her and anchoring one arm around her waist to press her harder into me as our mouths move together. A groan rumbles through my chest when she grinds against me, and her scent surrounds me. I could drown in her.
I pull away slightly, keeping my lips close to hers. “How fast can you walk? I need you naked and moaning my name in the next five minutes.”
“Pretty fucking fast.”
Three minutes later we crash into my bedroom, mouths locked together. I kick the door shut and press Julie against it,running my hands all over the delicious curves I couldn’t feel through the winter coat she shed before we even walked through the front door. Grabbing the hem of her sweater, I pull it up, our mouths only separating so I can get it over her head, and then I tug off my own shirt before we dive back together. Anchoring her to the door with my hips, I slide my hands up her sides and yank down the cups of her bra, palming her breasts and circling her nipples with my thumbs before rolling them between my fingers. Julie lets out a throaty moan and grabs my hair in both hands, tugging as she deepens the kiss.
The sharp edge of pain has me a little wild, and I pull my lips away from hers so I can kiss and suck my way down her neck, grazing my teeth over her pulse and relishing her sharp intake of breath and the way she tugs my hair even harder. I drag my tongue across her collar bone before reaching around and unhooking her bra, tossing it away before I dip my head to suck one of her nipples in my mouth, pinching the other one between my fingers.
“Shit,” Julie gasps, dropping her head back against the door. “That feels so good.”
Looking up at her, I smirk at her swollen lips and the glazed expression in her eyes. “Baby, you haven’t seen anything yet,” I say, and I drop to my knees in front of her.
“I’ve always wanted a big, strong athlete on his knees for me,” Julie says, tangling her fingers in my hair again.
“Have you, now?”
“Well, no, but now that I see you down there, it seems like something I should have wanted. I like you down there.”
“I will worship you on my knees any chance I get, Juliette. Kneeling in front of you, seeing you look at me like that? It’s my every fucking dream come true.”
Without breaking eye contact, I unbutton her jeans and slide them down her legs, lifting one foot then the other, to freeher from the pants, before slowly smoothing my hands up the outside of her legs, feeling her muscles quiver under my touch. Gripping her hips, I lean in and run my tongue over her belly from hip bone to hip bone, across the top of her underwear and then back again and she gasps, chest starting to rise and fall quickly.
“Asher. Touch me.”
Her responsiveness has me leaking inside my boxers and I have to hold myself back from devouring her and burying my face in her cunt, feeling her clench around my fingers while she comes, fast and hard. There is a time for that, but this isn’t it.
“Juliette, it’s our first night together in my house, and I want to take my time with you. I want to hear every moan and sigh, feel your muscles shake, and watch you unravel for me over and over again. We are going to belong to each other in this room in every way imaginable and we’re going to do it slowly because I want to remember every single thing about this night, for as long as I live.”
