Page 73 of Be Your Forever
“Why do you want…Fuck.” Asher finally turns around, his eyes scanning my body.
“Took you long enough. Now, are you gonna feed me the cherry?” I lean over the bar, breasts spilling over the lacey top. Asher places the cherry on my tongue, and before he can pull the stem off, I pop the entire thing in my mouth. I work the stem into a knot before grabbing Asher’s hand and spitting it into his palm.
“Motherfucker. Is this the outfit from the dressing room?”
“It sure is.”
“I’m curious. What was your plan for all this?” Asher waves his hand over my outfit.
“You’re a smart man, take a guess.”
“My dirty girl, you want to be fucked in the office again, don’t you?”
“Mmm, nope. Try again.”
“Did you wear this just to tease me?”
“I’m notthatcruel. I’ll give you one more try. Make it count, because if you get it wrong, I leave.” Asher narrows his eyes at me, cocking his head to the side while he thinks. My pulse begins to race when I see recognition cross his face.
“You want to be fucked in this bar, don’t you?”
“Look at you using your upstairs head.” I attempt to pat him on his shoulder, but Asher grabs me by the back of my neck and brings his lips to mine. Greedy tongues tangle with each other while moans and grunts fill the silent space.
“Are you fucking serious?” We break apart at the sound of Gage’s voice. He’s off to the side, tattooed arms crossed over his chest with a smirk on his face.
“Leave, Gage,” Asher demands, but the fact of getting caught turns me on.
“Don’t have to tell me twice. I’ll be back in thirty minutes. Wipe that shit down when you’re done.” Gage sends a wink in our direction before turning and walking out the door. Asher follows closely behind him to lock the door.
The second he turns around, he’s ordering me around. “Bottoms off, legs spread out, baby.”
“What about my heels?”
“Leave them on. I want them digging into my back when your pretty legs wrap around my waist as I fuck you on this stool. Now, do what I said.” I slip the bottoms off before tossing them at Asher, who puts them in his pocket.
“You’re not gonna get these back. Now, let me see how wet you are for me.”
I slip a finger inside of me, gathering my arousal on the tip before extending it out toward Asher. His lips wrap around my finger, licking it clean.
“Mmm, so fucking good. Now scoot down a little bit, you’re gonna lay back while I fuck you with my cock.” My upper back comes in contact with the edge of the bar top with my ass on the edge of the smooth, leather chair. I squirm in the chair as Asher unzips his pants and fists his cock.
I lean up on my elbows, watching him while licking my lips. He has such a nice dick, and I love when he’s inside of me.
“You like what you see, Bri?”
“You know I do. Now, why are you standing there holding your cock and not—” Asher slams into me, stopping me mid-sentence. My eyes roll into the back of my head, my legs wrapping around his waist.
“Look at you sucking my cock inside your pussy. Hold onto the edge of the bar, baby.” That’s all the warning he gives me before he’s pulling out and ramming back into me. Over and over again, he fucks me like he owns me. I mean, he pretty much does at this point. I’m an independent woman, but the way this man possesses me? I’m living for it.
Asher lifts my hips which changes the angle, and I feel him hit that special spot.
“Oh, fuck. Yes, Asher. That’s the spot. Right there.”
“Fuck, you take me so well. You are mine. You taste like mine, and you feel like mine. No one will ever fuck you again. Do you hear me?”
“No one, Asher, only you. Ahh shit, I’m close.”
“I know you want to come on this cock, so fucking give it to me.” Asher rotates his hips before he slams into me.
