Page 41 of Be Your Forever
“I still have one more item to try on, so off you go.” I push him out the door with his tongue practically hanging out of his mouth. The last set is a silky, bright red—because of course—push up bra with a high waisted G-string thong bottom. This, too, slips on easily and fits like a glove. Okay, Asher is right. Red is my color. This set compliments my tanned skin and dark hair perfectly. I look like sin in this matching bra and panties, and there’s only one man I want to sin with.
“I’m dressed, you can come in.” I’m playing with fire, and I don’t mind getting burned. I’m admiring myself in the mirror when I hear the door click shut behind me. The sound of the lock echoes throughout the room, and I toss a sultry smile over my shoulder.
“Bri, I’ve been a patient man, but you in red? That’s my fucking kryptonite. You’ve been such a good girl stepping out of your comfort zone. And good girls need to be rewarded and celebrated. So, on your knees, baby.”
Brianna
Crawl to me
Asherstalkstowardme,but I hold my hand up to stop him. He’s not in charge right now. I am.
“Today is about me, right?” I ask.
“Yes, of course it is.”
“Then it’s my turn to play. You said I’m a queen and you will praise me like one? So, get on your hands and knees and crawl to me,” I demand.
Fuck, this feels good. Not many of my past hook-ups allowed me to be the dominant one. But the ones that did? Fuck, it’s exhilarating.
Without hesitation, Asher drops to his knees, never breaking eye contact with me as he slowly crawls toward me on his hands and knees. He attempts to get up when he reaches me, but I push him back down. “Uh-uh. I never said you could get up. Take off my underwear. With your hands this time—we aren’t total animals.” Asher is very attuned to me and knows that this is what I need right now, so he listens to every demand I give him.
Asher sees me in a way no other man has. He somehow knows that sour gummy worms are my comfort food. He knows to play classical music to calm me down. Not surehowhe knows exactly, seeing as how it’s a piece of me not many people outside of Avery knows. Despite the distance I placed between the two of us over the years, he just…knows. Being seen sointimately is scary enough, but being seen byAsher?It feels like taking a bra off after a long day at work—freeing, refreshing.
Beneath the spotlight of Asher’s gaze, I finally feel worthy enough to be loved. But most importantly, it gives me permission to love myself. Something I realize I’ve started to do ever since he knocked on my door a couple of weeks ago.
I’m standing in nothing but a bra as my panties are now at my feet. I use his shoulders to step out of them before I push him down so that he’s sitting on his haunches. I throw one of my legs over his shoulder and smirk down at him before making my next demand.
“I want you to eat me out like it's a royal feast. I want to ride your face until your chin is dripping with my cum.”
“As you wish, your highness.” I catch a glimpse of his smile before his head dives in between my legs.
Asher wastes no time getting to work on my throbbing clit. His tongue swirls in that circular motion I like, and I toss my head back. Asher flattens his tongue, and the tiny grooves send electrical currents down my spine as I let out a loud whimper. He does it over and over again, and I can’t help but grind against his face. My hands tangle in his sandy, blond hair, my nails scratching his scalp. The way his tongue spreads my pussy? I’d be a puddle on the floor if not for his firm grip on my ass. He licks me from my clit back down to my opening, coaxing a groan from my throat. I dig even further into his scalp until I’m sure he’ll have bald spots when all is said and done.
“Oh, fuck. That’s good. Holy shit, Asher, you eat my pussy so well. Like you were born to do it.” Asher blows cool air on my pulsing clit and my knees buckle. His tight grip on my ass is the only thing that keeps me upright. I’m a hot, squirming mess, finding a rhythm that’ll have me seeing stars.
“Do that thing with your tongue again.” Asher, being as connected to me as he is, knows exactly what I’m asking for. He flattens his tongue and moves back and forth, slowly picking up his pace.
“Fuck me faster, Asher. I need to come. I’m so—oh,fuuuck,”I whimper as he sucks my clit in between his teeth. I’m practically assaulting his face with my hips as I chase my orgasm. I ride out the remaining waves as I attempt to catch my breath.
“Oh my God. You’re way too good at that. I should be jealous of all the women before me, but I want to send them fucking flowers.”
My leg slips off his shoulders, and I barely have a second to process what’s happening before Asher has me pinned to the wall, arms clasped in one of his hands, resting above my head.
His chin glistens with my cum, and I watch as he licks as much of myself off of him as he can. He takes one of his fingers to wipe off anything he missed before bringing it to my mouth.
“Be Daddy’s good girl and suck.” I obediently open my mouth and close around his finger the second it hits my tongue. My eyes roll back in my head and my back arches, searching for friction. Who knew tasting myself would be so hot?
And then Asher whispers five words that have me weak in the knees.
“It’s my turn to play.”
Asher
“You had your fun, now it’s my turn. Does my dirty girl wanna play?” Bri nods her head frantically as her hips buck.
“Ah, my greedy little girl. Are you desperate for this cock?” Bri whimpers, and I can’t help but chuckle. My dirty girl wants to be bad.
“Get on your knees.” I let go of her arms, which fall limply at her sides. Bri does as I ask, and when she looks up at me underneath her lashes, I almost come on the spot. My cock swells until the head threatens to burst. I need to be inside my girl, and I need to be inside her fast.
