“Somebody could walk by. See you splayed out for my pleasure.”
“I don’t care. Touch me.”
“Fuck, baby. You’re perfect. You’re beautiful. You’re mine.”
“Yes.”
“Say it.” His thumbs have been slowly drawing circles on my inner thighs, driving me absolutely mad with longing, and no amount of squirming is moving them closer to ease my ache.
“So bossy.”
“Your body loves it, baby. Say it.”
“I’m yours. I’m yours. I think I’ve always been yours,” I breathe.
His hand loosely grips my throat, thumb turning my head to face him. I blink fast, trying to clear the sexual thrall I’m drifting in. “I may not have been the first man inside of you, Alyse, but I damn well assure you I will be the last.”
“Asher—”
“What we’re doing here? It’s part of who I am and I desperately want you to accept it. Accept every kinky, jealous, possessive part of me. But if you can’t, I would give this up. For you.”
“I don’t want you to give up anything for me, Asher. I love every single part of you.”
His eyes and nostrils flare at my indirect declaration, but he says nothing.
The hand next to my sex now moves and our moment of romance and emotional vulnerability morphs quickly back into a swirling ball of flaming desire.
I have to admit I haven’t quite followed Asher’s instructions to a “T” as I said I would. He told me not to wear any lingerie underneath my dress, so I skipped the bra, but I’m wearing a very special pair of panties, if you can even call them that. I think Asher will actually appreciate them.
With our eyes locked, I see surprise register when his finger finds the beads that run the length of my sex.
“What the hell?” he breathes, moving the hem of my dress out of the way so he can see what I’m wearing. “Fuck, Alyse. Where did you get these?” His fingers skim my hairless sex as he traces the two separate strands of black beads running between my cheeks attached to the skimpy thong. If he takes me wearing these, I know it will feel as good for him as they have on me all night.
Every step, every cross of my legs, practically every breath has rubbed these decadent panties against my clit, and Asher’s dirty words heighten my sexual need to almost volcanic proportions. I’m so close to erupting it will only take a light touch to make me explode.
“My favorite part of today was lingerie shopping.”
“Jesus Christ. I had no idea they made such sinful things. I’m going to buy you a whole drawer full.”
I smile, closing the scant distance between our mouths. He has me pinned completely against him and the thread of control he’s been exercising all night snaps. I hear it. I feel it.
Asher is as mindless with want as I am.
“I’m going to fuck you with these on,” he mumbles against my mouth.
“It’d be a shame if you didn’t.”
He groans and thrusts his hips up. “Legs up, baby. Relax your knees so you’re open to me.”
Oh God. I have never done anything so hedonistic in my life.
When I’m in position, Asher turns my head back forward, so he can whisper seeds of iniquities in my ear. His finger traces around the beads, which are coated thickly with my arousal.
“Remember I said I was going to corrupt you in the wickedest of ways?”
“Oh God,” I moan, trying to draw his wet digit inside me. I’ve never, ever been this turned on.
“Ruin you in the best possible ones,” he rasps before biting my earlobe.
“Jesus, Asher. Touch me, please.” He circles my clit, teasing, never touching, as if reminding me who is in charge.
“Tonight I’m going to do both, Alyse. I’m going to finger fuck you until you’re begging me to quench your ache with my cock instead. Then I’m going to take you so hard, I’ll be lodged inside your very soul for eternity.”
“I think you’re all talk,” I breathe, tired of being taunted. I’m seconds away from forcibly pushing his fingers inside me, using them like I did the vibrator the other night.
“Oh baby,” he chastises. “I know what you’re doing and it’s not gonna work. I’m the one pulling the strings here. I want you absolutely fucking blind with need.” I curse under my breath.
I am. My world has gone completely black.
He’s still holding my head with one hand, teasing my pussy relentlessly with the other. Forcing my chin up and to the left, he latches onto my neck, sucking hard. The sudden move causes my hips to buck, but the sadistic bastard anticipates that and moves his fingers back just in time before they’re impaled inside me.