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Toward me for an angry kiss and he delivered,
“Fuck, you feel so good, Ariella,” Asher rasped. I shivered at the sound of his voice.
Asher gripped my butt before he started to slide out of me. He halted with his tip against my opening again. I parted my lips for a protest but before I could utter a word, he slammed back into me. I dug my fingers into his shoulders as I cried out in pleasure. He thrust into me again at the same angle as before, and I gasped at the pleasure that vibrated down from the sweet spot he hit. My eyes were wide as I held his possessive gaze. He seemed to brand me as his anew. Asher was one of the most possessive men I knew.