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“Start by letting me suck your dick.” Asher exhales, eyes searching my face, I push my lower lip out, I noticed when we kiss he sucked on hard on my lower lip. It works. He brings his mouth to mine, sucking on the pout, a groan slipping into my mouth from his. I smile against his mouth, fingers reaching for his briefs around his waist, I only graze skin when he groans into my mouth. “Carson..”“I have to learn to get used to you anyway, I mean I’ve never had a dick in my throat, and I have to start with yours? You can help me prep by letting me learn, what better way to learn than right now?” I whine,He cusses lowly, head rolled back for a few seconds. I bite my tingling lips as he brings his head forward. “You really talk too much.”His briefs are down and he’s half hard. Excitement shoots up my veins, making me swallow. Veins as thick as ropes run around his hardness, disappearing under his shaft. The tip is wet and pink. I want to taste him.“Are you all talk, Carson?” he g

Fiona has refused to leave.In fact, she’s asked that we have lunch together. I have never felt an urge quite raw to scream in her face and ask her to read the room. Asher has something planned for me, and she’s only delaying it. “Actually, I have plans for–”“I’ve made reservations at Noir.” Asher quietly interrupts, ignoring the narrowed eyed look I’m shooting his way. Fiona’s smile screams pleasantly surprised as she watches Asher.“If you don’t mind, I coordinated with your secretary, she suggested Noir.” Asher’s professional voice is so darn sexy. Especially paired with the neutral, in control energy he has going on. Damn you Fiona!She chooses that moment to give me a smile of approval, I’m forced to return one to her, nodding as I do. “If there’s one thing you did right, it’s choosing your secretary. He’s competent.”You have no idea, how competent he is.My eyes fall on his crotch without my permission, and it’s a chore pulling it back up. My mouth waters just thinking ab

Asher makes a show of glancing at his wristwatch, bringing his eyes to meet mine, unaware of the riot he’s caused in the pit of my belly. “You aren’t late.”Instead of answering, I walk into his arms, nesting in his body, eyes shut. I inhale deeply, finally able to breathe here. The real world dissolves to nothing, my weight resting entirely on him. His hands go around me, pulling me close and holding me in place.“Should we go to bed at once?” he murmurs gently, my head bobs up and down, my mind is empty, or I’m letting it be empty and blank. I don’t want to think about it, not the hopeful look in Fiona’s eyes when she looked at me, or the way she had to guard her stomach, or the plan… any of it. Whether Asher carried me himself to the bed, or I walked, I have no idea, the only thing I’m aware of is the fact that his skin is pressed against mine. Everything else seems to have gone away. “You’re not saying much today,” Asher says quietly,I let out a small chuckle, looking up to

The detective looks like he wants to jump over the table and punch my face until it’s a bloody mess. I shiver, giving him the stink eye.“Am I supposed to feel safe when the police looks like he wants to murder me?” Throwing in a fake gasp at the end.The detective gets to his feet nosily, looking down at me from under his nose. Like hell I’d let that happen. I also get to my feet, smirking at him when I have a few inches on him. I’m not a short man by any means, Asher is just ridiculously tall.“Forty eight hours. That’s all I need.” he sneers before turning around to let Patricia out of the holding.I wave his words away.“Even if you had all the time in the world, you still won’t be able to convict her.”The detective doesn’t respond, disappearing out of the room to get Patty.I wanted her with me, but the detective gave an excuse, I only gave in since that would be his only win here. “Did you have to be so petty?” Asher says from behind me, my body automatically turns in his direc

Pulling away from his hug, I meet his mouth for a salty kiss, Asher kisses me back softly, I deepen it, pushing my tongue into his hot mouth, shivering at both the warmth and the intensity. My hands work fast, hurriedly pulling off his shirt, popping a few buttons in the process, he doesn’t seem to mind though, if anything his own hands peel my clothes away until I’m standing before him in my pants. Both our chests are heaving when we pull away for a brief second, I eye his chest peeping from the popped open buttons, enjoying the view of his chest. With a low growl, I try to go in, touch his pecs, but he catches my hand.I fix him an annoyed frown, he shakes his head. “Not right now,”Nope.I refuse to hear that.Pushing forward, angling my head so his lips are trapped between mine, I suck on his mouth hard, eliciting the dirtiest sound from him. His hands go around my waist, so I’m pressed against the hardness of his chest, it’s my turn to moan loudly. Asher likes this, his fing