Page 52 of The Penalty Shot (Totally Pucked 5)

That was only the first time tonight that he made goosebumps break out along my flesh, forcing me to clench my thighs together to try and relieve an ache that was slowly blossoming inside me. Every word, a promise, every touch, a creed.

“Come here, Auden,” Asher commands, his eyes darkening. He’s still wearing his dark navy suit with the jacket unbuttoned, along with the stark white pressed shirt with his tie still hanging loosely around his neck. His hands rest on the bed beside him as his feet are kicked wider apart, allowing space for me to walk to him. With my heels, I tower over him as he sits on the bed.

It’s truly a sight…seeing Asher Hart in a suit, looking so handsome, that my feet wobble as they carry me toward him.

Once I step between his muscular legs, he sits up slightly, aligning our fronts as he looks up at me. His dark eyes seem even darker tonight, a storm brewing in their depths. Dark lashes frame his eyes, high angular cheekbones, with a sharp jaw covered by his stubble. So handsome. Reaching up, he slowly pulls the tie at his neck until it lies open against his shirt, leaving the strong column of his throat exposed.

If I were braver, or more confident, I would press my lips against it then sink my teeth into the beckoning flesh, but I’m not. I’m so nervous that my legs seem to tremble when I stand so close to him. My heart thrashes wildly in my chest that if he were to press his hand against my rib cage, he would feel its erratic beat.

“Auden, breathe baby,” he instructs, his hands sliding up the backs of my thighs. “Remember, we go as fast or as slow as you want to take this.”

And I believe every word that comes from his mouth because, unlike most men, his actions match his promises. He’s never pushed me for anything more than I am willing to give. He’s never made me feel silly or childish for being inexperienced. If anything, he’s given me space to think clearly, and he’s gently challenged me.

I want this. Even if I'm scared that I’ll pale in comparison to any lover he’s ever had, I trust him. I want him. I feel safe and secure in his arms.

My hand shakes as I bring it to his face and run my fingertips tenderly along the stubble of his beard, fitting my palm along his jaw. He turns his head into my hand and plants the gentlest wisp of kiss along the inside of my palm that has me melting into him.

Summoning all the courage I have in me, I turn around and offer him my back. “Unzip me. Please.” The words are whispered so quietly, I’m shocked when I feel his fingers at the zipper. Slowly, he drags it down until the back of my dress is open, and my back is exposed. Before I can pull my arms free, I feel his lips against my shoulder. He drags his lips gently along the expanse of my back to my spine, where he nips at the skin.

“Are you sure, Auden? I need to hear you. I want your permission to touch you. I’m going out of my fucking mind,” he begs.

“Please.”

One simple word is all it takes for Asher to take over. He gently pushes the dress down my shoulders, and it falls to an inky pool at my feet. I step out of the dress, leaving me in nothing but a simple black bra, panties and the borrowed heels on my feet.

I’m slightly embarrassed that I’m not in a sexy matching set of lingerie, but the truth is, I don’t even own something seductive or scandalous. In a time-crunch, this set is all that I had, and thankfully, it’s the same color and has no holes. I’m a woman who hasn’t been with a single man in my adult life, so I’ve had absolutely no need for sexy lingerie, and now I feel foolish for not picking something up.

Asher reads my hesitation, and he turns me to face him. I avert my gaze, trying to cover myself with my arms, but he stops me, tipping my chin up, so my eyes meet his.

“What’s wrong?”

I swallow thickly, suddenly aware that I’m beyond my comfort zone.

“I should’ve probably gotten something sexier…something nicer for this moment.” I look away, but his fingers find my chin once more, dragging my gaze back to his.

“You are fucking perfect. You have no idea how beautiful you are to me, and by the end of tonight, I’m going to prove it, Auden.”

His words hit me directly in my stomach that’s already twisting with nerves. He makes it seem so easy, so effortless to fall for the words that leave his lips.

“They’re ratty and old…”

“I don’t give a shit about underwear, Auden. I care about what’s beneath it. Trust me, it’s the most perfect pussy and it’s fucking mine.”

I suck in a gasp as he reaches behind me and deftly unhooks my bra, allowing my breasts to spill from the cups. His fingers slide beneath the straps, and he expertly pulls them down my arms, leaving me bare for him.

The shy, insecure part of me wants to cover myself, but I don’t. I stand tall, my chin raised as his eyes drag down my body, stopping at the hardened peaks of my nipples. Growing up, I always had the biggest breasts of all my girlfriends. At first, I was embarrassed because nothing seemed to fit me correctly, and every bra that I wore never fit the right way as I grew into my chest. I’ve always been a small girl, five-feet-tall on a good day, and now I’m a comfortable C cup.

Asher’s gaze makes me feel sexy. Confident. Powerful.

Feelings I’ve never felt. I can’t remember a time where I felt sexy in my own skin. Just feeling his eyes on me, along with the pained expression on his face, I feel like I could take on the world.

“Auden.” He groans, bringing his hands up to hold my breasts. They fit perfectly in his large hands.

His thumbs swipe over my nipples, causing me to hiss. In a split second, he has my back pressed against his front as he massages my breasts in his hands, tugging at my nipples. Tweaking them. His touch is gentle yet demanding.

I feel his breath hot and heavy along my neck, and the goosebumps seem to follow the trail of his mouth. My entire body feels like a live wire, my nerves lessening with each second that he touches me.

Suddenly, his hands fall away, and there’s coldness at my back as he steps away. When I turn to face him, he’s sitting on the bed once more, his hands beside him, his feet spread wide with a wicked grin on his lips.

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