Chapter Twenty two

Anne was awake, a little spent from last night but more than happy to be where she was. Asher's hand was behind her neck, cuddling her while her fingers slightly brushed against his chest, loving the feel of his skin underneath her fingers. All her risqué and dirtiest romance novels had not come close to all she had experienced last night.

It was almost morning, and she would soon have to get going. She decided not to dwell on the unpleasant future of her grandma giving her a knowing smile but instead, on the pile of manliness laid beside her.

They stayed in that position until it was bright everywhere but Asher was still asleep. She moved to check the time on her phone and when she turned back, the duvet had slipped down to his knees. She gasped but then reprimanded herself for acting so childish. His cock was erect and almost standing on its own, looking even bigger than it had been the day before. Under the full glow of the morning light, it was the only thing she could notice in