~ Zoie's POV ~
Everything was happening so fast. One minute Zoie was staring up at Asher, and the next thing she knew, his lips had landed on her lips! He kissed her with such force, her back slammed against the wall.
Zoie didn't know how to react. Her eyes widened in shock, but his eyes were closed. His tender lips were moving like fire, coaxing her to succumb to the temptation.
Asher's taste is on me again! Oh god, how I missed this! But what the hell is this?! You have to stop this now Zoie, this is wrong! But no, I don't want it to stop! Gah!
Zoie's brain and heart were doing a tug-o-war, to stop or not to stop. But her body couldn't care less. His tongue was brushing against her lips, asking for permission. Zoie didn't kiss him back, but she didn't pull away either. But suddenly, Asher was biting on her lower lip, pulling it, and tugging it. That was the moment when she lost it. She closed her eyes and kissed him back.
Oh my God! I can't believe this is happening!
Zoie ran her hand through his hair as she pulled him closer to her body. Faintly, she could feel him smiling through the kiss. His tongue ran along her lips and she parted her mouth, obeying his demand. Their tongues met and she tasted him like she was starving for him. He tasted dangerously delicious, like the cocktails he just had. A small groan escaped his lips as his tongue roamed every corner of her mouth. Zoie realized that he was just as hungry as she was, and she couldn't stop herself from squirming under his kiss.
And suddenly, Asher pulled away, but his mouth was still only inches away from her face. His breathing was heavy. His eyes were dark and clouded. Zoie found herself staring up at him again. Her heart was racing like it was about to explode.
And in that low, husky voice, he whispered, "Let's get out of here,"
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The next thing she knew, they were back at the apartment.
As soon as the door was closed, their clothes were flying everywhere. Maybe it was that bottle of champagne or her insatiable thirst that had been suppressed all this time, but whatever it was, Zoie no longer had control over her body. Her hands were all over him and they were still kissing each other, hot and feverishly. Nothing else seemed to matter and no one said anything. The only thing that could be heard was the sound of their heavy breaths filling the room.
Zoie knew this was wrong. Maybe Asher knew it too and that's why none of them said anything. Maybe they knew that talking would ruin the moment, or maybe words weren't even necessary anymore. His touch was all she needed. His kiss was the only thing keeping her alive right now.
So, please, God, don't take this away from me!
Zoie and Asher didn't even make it to the bedroom when Asher pulled her up and pinned her against the wall. She was only wearing her underwear at this point, and Asher only had his black slacks on. Zoie locked her legs around his waist and gripped his shoulders tightly to bring him even closer to her. Asher was hard. She could feel it through the fabric of his pants.
"Fúck," Asher cursed lowly when he slipped a finger inside her and he felt how wet she was for him. He started pounding into her with his finger. Zoie gripped his shoulders tighter as she let out a scream. She was clenching all around his finger, while his
thumb was circling and flicking her clit.
Oh God, this feels so good!
Asher's mouth was now on her neck, showering her with wet kisses and bites. Zoie arched her back to feel him even closer. Her legs hugged his waist tighter as her hips started moving to grind his finger. Asher then slipped another finger inside and his thrusts became more feral. Zoie couldn't take it anymore. Her head shot up as she lost herself in ecstasy, releasing all over his hand.
"Aaaahhh!!"
But Asher wasn't finished yet. Suddenly, he let go of his grip on her so that her feet fell to the ground. As soon as she was standing up, he turned her around and pressed her hard against the wall again. His two hands were trapping her in place, and Zoie could feel his hard erection being pushed against her lower back.
It's happening! It's really happening!
Asher's mouth landed on the nape of her neck, licking and sucking on it seductively. Zoie was losing it again. She was quivering and squirming in need. His hands trailed her back, from her neck all the way down until he cupped her ass cheeks. He gave it a light squeeze, causing her to squirm some more. Then he let out a low grunt before she heard the sound of his zipper opening.
"I've been dreaming of this moment every night since that night," he whispered to her ears.
Zoie's stomach scrunched into knots instantly. She then heard the sound of fabric tearing and her torn underwear fell to the floor. His two hands were now on her hips, keeping her in place. Without warning, pain and pleasure splintered through her body as Asher thrust himself inside her rough and deep. His nails dug into her skin as he plunged himself hard, over and over again. Zoie's moaning and groaning were uncontrollable. Her body found itself molding into his. She lost herself in his sensation, screaming his name as she reached her climax again.
"Ashhh---Ahhhhh!!!"
Asher hadn't come yet. Slowly, he eased himself out of her and turned her around. Zoie looked up at him in confusion, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he picked her up in one fell swoop and carried her towards the bedroom.
Not breaking his gaze on her, he laid her down gently on the bed. Zoie was starting to lose her vision. She felt like she was floating. She could barely keep her eyes open. But then she saw him, his face was glowing like the moonlight outside, and he was leaning down, closing in on her face.
Looking into Asher's eyes, Zoie felt an indescribable feeling. There was something in the way he was staring at her too. She could almost see pain and restraint in his eyes, and it broke her heart a little.
"Asher..." she managed to whisper.
"I'm here," he said softly to her ears.
"...This is wrong, isn't it...?" she said cautiously. She felt a pit in her stomach as she waited for his answer.
"...I know," he replied. "...Do you want to stop?"
The pit in her stomach only got worse. As much as she knew that this was wrong, stopping it felt even more wrong.
Zoie's hand reached up to touch Asher's face. She ran her finger along his jaw and she swallowed hard. Asher leaned his face into her hand. His eyes softened as he waited for her reply.
I'm sorry, Ash. I know this is wrong, but I don't care anymore...
"Kiss me," she said as if it was an order.
Asher didn't need to be told twice. He stared at her for just a second, and the next second, his lips slammed hard onto hers again. Zoie squirmed and writhed, but Asher held her hands down, pinning her in place. She felt his length pressing against her core, and in one hard thrust, she felt him inside her again.
"Aaah!"
Asher wrapped his arms around her, firm and strong. His familiar scent filled her nose and she was being brought back to that first night they spent together in the summer.
"Fúck... Zoie..." he said in between grunts. "You can't possibly know how much I've been craving you,"
His words made her heart swell and her body explode. This time, Asher was slowing down his thrusts, savoring each and every moment. Zoie's fingers ran through the side of his face, to his chin, and to his lips. A smile appeared on those lips when her fingers touched them.
God. He's just so beautiful...
And just then, Zoie noticed the chain necklace that he was wearing. Her purity ring was dangling from his neck! Her hand went out to touch the ring and she inspected it closely. At first, she didn't think it was possible, but this was really her ring. It even had her initials engraved in the inside. She must have left this at the garage that night and Asher must have kept it!
"Ash?" she looked up at him in confusion, holding onto the ring.
"It's mine now," he said simply. His hand reached up to hold her chin. "You're mine now,"
Asher's words sounded like a command. Zoie could only swallow hard.
"Tell me you're mine, Zoie," Asher said again. He then picked up the pace with his thrusts and her mind was blanking out again.
"Ash...!"
Asher was relentless. He was moving like he had something to prove. His eyes and hands were roaming her perfectly sculpted body. Leaning down, he kissed and licked around her nipple, making sure to adorn every inch of her skin with his lips. Zoie felt her orgasm coming near again. But just before she could get there, Asher suddenly pulled away.
"Ahh!" she screamed in protest.
Asher let out a smirk. Slowly and tantalizingly, he leaned back down and started kissing her neck. He didn't stop there, he then moved to her chest, her stomach, and then her core. Asher kissed her like he never kissed anyone before. Zoie was losing all of her senses as he was making love to her sensitive pearl with his tongue. Her nails dug hard into the sheets as Asher was pushing her over the edge.
"Please...!" she begged. She was so close, and yet, Asher was holding back.
"Tell me!" Asher pressed again. He climbed back on top of her and let his length rub against her wet, throbbing core.
Zoie was holding back. She knew that was the truth, but the truth was difficult to admit. It was bad enough that she was doing this, but Asher kept asking for more.
"Ash!" she pleaded. "Please!"
"I wanna hear it, Zoie," he said. "I need to hear you say it,"
Their eyes met and for a split second, a wave of emotions rushed through the air. Asher's eyes looked raw. He was hanging on her every word. Zoie swallowed hard.
Brain, I promise you will get your way tomorrow. But tonight, please let me have this.
Before she could change my mind, Zoie pulled him down by his chain and she kissed him. With all her heart, she did.
"I'm yours, Ash," she said through the kiss. "Always and only yours,"
Asher let out a low growl. The next thing she knew, his tip began penetrating her again. His finger landed on her clit and he was rubbing it in a circular motion. Zoie was writhing and squirming, moaning into his mouth, waiting in anticipation.
Her mind went completely blank when he fully entered her again. It felt so fierce and intense. Asher let out a string of curses as he pulled out slowly and slammed back into her with a long, deep stroke.
"Ahhh!" she screamed. Her core was clenching all over him. That just made him even harder, if that was even possible!
Asher was trying to take it slow, but it was almost impossible. Her püssy felt like heaven, wrapping him completely in a warm embrace. Soft moans of pleasure coming out of her lips began filling the air. Asher loved hearing it, and he loved seeing her like this, how her body flinched and flexed, all hot and bothered, wanting him.
Zoie already reached her climax, but Asher kept going, thrusting slow into her with long, powerful strokes, feeling her shudder and tremble against his chest. Her hands trailed the skin on his back and her legs locked around his waist, as if to say that she wanted more.
"Tell me if you want more,"
"Asher..." she responded by moaning his name aloud and he lost it.
Hearing his name on her lips was everything to him. Asher caught her moans with his lips again and deepened the kiss. At the same time, he picked up the pace and started pounding hard into her. Her nails cut into his back. A little scream escaped her mouth. And suddenly, the muscles of her walls pulsed around his shaft, causing him to grunt in pleasure.
Zoie lost count of how many times she came that night. She came again and again, and Asher just kept going. After some time, she started to see the sunrise lighting up the night sky. They had been at it all night long, and she was absolutely spent.
"Aaahhhhh! Asheeer!!!"
Again, Zoie came unraveling around him, her hot juices spurted out and covered his length. Finally, Asher pushed himself hard and deep for one last time, so far deep that she could feel his tip hitting her cervix. That was it. Asher's length pulsed and throbbed as he spilled his load inside her.
Zoie cried his name out loud and her walls clenched around him, milking every drop. She was absolutely spent, and he was too. His body fell right next to hers on the bed. She was still panting, trying to catch her breath. Asher pulled her body closer and wrapped himself around her until they both steadied their breathing.
Zoie had no more energy to spend. She was drifting into sleep with the feeling of his fingers running circles up and down her skin. Their bodies were pressed tightly against each other, her back was to his chest. Zoie was about to fall into a deep sleep, but she still had one more thing she wanted to ask him.
"...Ash," she whispered weakly.
"Hm?"
"Are you mine too?" she said deliriously. Her eyes were closing. She couldn't keep them open.
Asher let out a chuckle. He leaned forward to see her sleepy face. She was completely dozed off. Asher just smiled as he kissed her forehead, whispering softly, "I'm yours, Zoie. All yours,"
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