CHAPTER 2

WREN

I nearly sneezed out the scotch drink from my nose with embarrassment, this man doesn’t play fair, he was someone who knew what he wanted and went for it, with no shame.

“I will pass,” I heard my brain say, it wasn't what my body wanted. I wouldn’t lie, when I was busy watering the plants, most times I peeked at his house hoping to see him again until Fluffy ran into his residence.

I owe her a meal.

“Your body says otherwise, Wren.”

This was the second time he called my name and it felt like I’m in cloud nine. I could imagine how he would sound when pounding into me.

Can the universe bring back the controlled Wren?

“Here’s what you need to know, you don’t know what I’m thinking.” My lips form a mocking smile.

“One kiss,” he said, and I froze on my spot.

“What?”

“Let’s test the waters, if truly you don’t want me to devour you.”

This man was really serious.

Those two dirty words again, I was excited within but tried to hide it. Before I could think of another excuse he walked up to me in two long steps, and guided me down the soft couch, my breath quickened.

He looked at me, as if asking for permission, then cupped my cheek with his hands.

Where I’m average height, he’s big muscular body build most women would crave to touch.

“Asher I…”

“Shhh...”

I blinked at him seductively, his eyes roamed over my face and landed on my lips that were slightly open. I closed my eyes, and he took it as a go ahead.

He rubbed his thumb on my lips, leaned in to kiss my collarbone, running his nose along my neck, and inhaling my flowery scent as a prelude to getting laid.

His hands combed through my hair as he brushed his mouth against mine, he smelled and tasted of scotch.

I wondered how many glasses he had taken, before I came in.

Dragging me out of my thoughts, he pulled me closer, and nipped my bottom lip, only to touch it with his tongue. As our tongues began to wine, I was dimly aware that my pants had seemed to melt away.

“You dirty girl, this bikini will have to go,” his voice was darker.

He dips his tongue inside my mouth, he’s an expert kisser. I lost myself in pleasure, and at some point I realized one of my hands was squeezing his shirt and the other was in his hair. It’s thick and soft, so I pressed his mouth harder against mine.

Erotic sparks danced through me, I was lost just by kissing, and he hadn't gone further down my legs.

My skin goes sensitive from his proximity, his touch was too much to bear.

A low demanding ache built between my thighs and I pressed my legs together trying to rub it, but I wasn’t satisfied down there.

I want release, I want this man.

His body was pressed against mine, I could feel his hard dick fighting to come free. The kiss deepens then his hand slid down toward my center just slow enough to drive me insane.

Fresh air spread through my pussy and it was then I realized my bikini string pants were torn, I hadn’t noticed because I was so lost in his commanding kiss.

Asher cups his hand between my thighs, and moans into my mouth. He rubbed my throbbing clit, teasing me, making me more wet.

“You’re soaked,” his voice cracked. “Thought as much.”

“Please…”

My legs are spread with his thighs giving him a more open view of my moist center , he stares at me, breathing hard, and I’m sure my eyes are matching his.

“Please what?”

My mouth was open, no words came out.

He kissed the nape of my neck, his other hand cupped my breast , while the other was busy teasing my lips down there, I saw stars.

“You want this, as much as I do.”

“Yes!” I cried.

Then he bent down, knees on the tiled floor this time to focus on the ache between my legs, I morales as his mouth sucked my pussy, his tongue deep inside as far as it could go.

“Asher… I’m coming.”

“Not yet.”

He rumbles in my ear as he plunges a finger into me, I tighten my muscles around it. He withdrew and spread the wetness over my clit before surging deep with two fingers.

I cry out.

He hit it off my vigorously with his fingers before replacing it with his skilled mouth licking and nibbling around my clitoris until I’m moaning.

“Come.”

One word from him and I obeyed, he didn’t stop screwing me with his mouth as I released, I’m experiencing the most intense, breathtaking, body-shaking orgasm I’ve ever had, we both moaned loudly.

“Asher!” I screamed out his name.

He began unbuttoning his jeans, I felt my heartbeat raising his, when I realized what we were about to do next.

I don’t think I’ve ever been more turned on in my life. I’m right on the edge just a little more…

I gasp at the sight of his thick cock.

This man is athletically built with muscles, and I want every inch of him, I lick my lips, screaming silently in anticipation.

“Now suck me.”

He stood up and I fell on my knees facing his erect cock. I dropped a peck on the top and wrapped my hand on his head. I didn’t miss the hiss from Asher.

My touch was tender at first but the mischievous spark in my eyes gave me away, I traced his length with deliberate strokes, watching his breath catch, my eyes never left his.

“Damn, get out on the couch,” he was pounding into me hard, but I refused, and instead spat on his dick and rapidly on his length with my hand furiously. It was wet, encouraging my hand to move faster.

“You’re making me go crazy.”

I didn’t stop, I couldn’t, it was becoming hot, I kissed his head and took him deep inside my mouth, near my throat. I choked for air.

Asher cursed, took control and began riding my mouth with fast pace, while he was in motion his cock jerk releasing inside my mouth, and I swallowed most of his cold and sweet cum.

He kicked my legs wide apart and positioned himself, between my thighs, this time I was on the floor, then he slid his hand into his pocket and brought out a condom, tore it open in one go and shielded his cock.

I felt stretched as the head of his cock slowly entered my body, I was wet but my body resisted the unfamiliar intrusion.

And then he pushes in roughly in one swift.