~ Asher's POV ~
The moment Asher felt her lips on his lips, it was like the gates of heaven had opened wide. He breathed her in and her intoxicating scent lulled him into ecstasy.
Okay, maybe the alcohol and painkillers had something to do with it too, but still.
Asher let out a muffled groan as he gripped the back of her neck, deepening the kiss. He'd been dreaming of this moment since that night and he never thought he'd get this chance again. So this time around, Asher wasn't holding back. He kissed her wantonly, with all his might. And when she parted her lips slightly, he pushed his tongue deep inside her mouth, savoring her taste.
Zoie tipped her head back and moaned in response. That only got Asher even more riled up. His hands began trailing her body, starting from her waist and up to her chest. She squirmed and writhed as he cupped her breasts, and she squirmed harder as he started massaging them.
Fúck. They're so fúcking soft.
Asher's tongue met her tongue and they mingled and danced. All the while, his hands never left her chest. Zoie's hands started trailing his body too. They started at his shoulder blades and they glided down his chest and abs, stopping at the hem of his pants.
Asher flinched involuntarily as her fingers grazed the cut on his stomach. Yes, it was all patched up, but it still hurt like hell.
"Oh! Am I hurting you?" she squeaked and pulled away. She looked at him worriedly as he grimaced a little. "I'm sorry,"
"Nah, c'mere," Asher said as he shook his head, pulling her close again.
"Ash..." Zoie sighed like she was about to protest. She glanced at him up and down, looking concerned at the state of his body.
Asher only let out a smirk.
"Stop torturing me and kiss me already," he said.
And with that, Zoie smiled. Her cheeks also turned a little pinkish. Asher always found it cute that she blushed when she smiled sometimes.
"C'mere," he said again, and this time, she obeyed.
Asher grabbed her hand and led her closer to him. Zoie, slowly and carefully, climbed on top of him until she was straddling him. Looking up at her, Asher couldn't help but swallow hard. She was so goddamn beautiful. He felt like the luckiest man alive to be able to hold her like this.
Meanwhile, Zoie's hands were on his chest again. She pulled him forward as she leaned down, and she captured his lips with hers. Zoie's kiss was sweet and magnetic. Asher couldn't get enough. It was slow and tantalizing. Soft, yet powerful.
As she kissed him, her hands began moving down south. She reached the hem of his pants again and this time, Asher didn't flinch. Her fingers skillfully worked his belt to get it off, and the next thing he knew, the zipper was coming down.
Asher had to pause and look up. He was shocked by her bravery. Not just what she was doing right now, but what she did back there too. She could've left him there with Miles, but she didn't. She drove that car like a beast and she pretty much saved his life. Asher always thought of Zoie as this fragile thing that he must protect, but now he was seeing a different side of her.
This girl is fierce.
All of a sudden, Asher felt the urge to worship her body. In one swift move, he grabbed her and laid her down in front of him. Zoie was too shocked to respond. Asher moved quickly, putting the bottle of alcohol and first aid kit away, he made room for himself underneath her feet. Bending down, his hands began working on her sweatpants, and he easily pulled them down until they pooled around her knees. With her underwear exposed, Asher parted her legs slightly and inched his face to her lower stomach.
"Ash... W-what are you doing?" she stammered.
"Thanking you,"
Zoie gasped as soon as his lips touched the fabric of her panties. He breathed her in and trailed kisses all around her inner thigh. She started squirming a little, but she kept her legs open, giving her body up to him.
"Ash..." she breathed when she felt Asher's hands removing her panties.
"Relax," he cooed her, "I just wanna worship your body,"
Asher took a moment to revel in her sight. He grazed his nose to her lower stomach and used his fingers to part open her folds. Asher caught the full view of her raw, pink, pússy and his member stiffened inside his pants.
"You're so fúcking gorgeous, you know that?"
Not giving her a chance to respond, Asher delved in and his tongue was hot on her core. He kissed, licked, and sucked all around her. Zoie's gasp morphed into moans as she saw how he was passionately making out with her lower lips. She thrashed her head back and fully surrendered to his kisses.
"Ashhh!"
The sound of her moaning his name was like music to Ash's ears. He kept going harder and harder, forgetting everything else around him.
Yes, this will definitely make Uncle Damon mad. This will cause some fights in the family. And yes, maybe she is too young and too good for me, but I can't help it. I just want her.
Asher quieted the voices in his head and focused himself on the task at hand. Faintly, he began hearing the sound of the rain falling on the windowpane. Everything was peaceful and calm in this room, except for the buildup that Zoie was feeling in her stomach. Asher could feel it too as her breathing grew labored and she was trashing her head from side to side. With another flick of his tongue, Zoie was suddenly brought over the edge. Ecstasy washed over her as she reached her climax, releasing her sweet juices all over his face.
Fúck! She tastes so fúcking sweet!
Asher took her cum gladly, and he didn't stop. He kept going for what felt like hours. He started using his fingers too, running his index finger around her core and he slipped it in and out as his mouth stayed on her clit. Zoie came again and again and again. Her hands were wrapped around his head as her nails dug into his hair. Asher took it as a good sign and he kept going, putting another finger inside her.
"Aaaaahhh!" Zoie's moans were out of control as she came again.
Zoie lost track of time and space. She couldn't count how many times she came into Ash's mouth. She was too busy floating in pure euphoria. And it was probably after her fourth or fifth orgasm that he finally decided to stop.
Asher was panting and his face was covered in her juices as he staggered back up and fell on her side. Zoie giggled and grabbed a cleaning towel near the first aid kit box as she was going to clean his face with them. But instead of letting her, Asher pushed the towel away and decided to kiss her instead, letting her clean his face with her mouth. Zoie giggled again as she tasted herself on his face, licking his jaw and chin spotless clean.
Asher loved seeing her smile and giggle. He loved that he was the one that put them on her. Grabbing her face, he kissed her forehead tenderly before pulling her into a hug. She linked her arms around him and curled her hands into his back.
For the longest time, they just lay on the floor and hugged each other in comfortable silence. With their bodies pressed like this, Zoie could feel the hard bulge strained against Asher's slacks.
"Don't worry about it," he said as if he knew what she was thinking.
"Are you not gonna...?" her eyes darted to the bulge on his pants anyway.
"No, we don't have to do that right now," he said as he shook his head.
"Why not?" she frowned.
Asher let out a sigh.
"Zoie... after everything's that happened to you... I don't wanna risk anything by moving too fast... I wanna make sure you can take your time. And you can stop this whenever you want,"
Zoie looked at him with a look he couldn't decipher. Asher grew nervous all of a sudden.
Did I say the wrong thing again?
Asher wanted to have sex with her more than anything in the world right now. No doubt about it. But he cared about her for more than just sex. She'd been through a lot this past week, and not to mention what happened just hours ago. After all of that, Asher figured she could use a break. And though it was killing him to hold back right now, he was willing to do anything for her.
Anything. Blue balls and all.
Zoie didn't say anything for a moment, but suddenly, she got up and sat right on top of him. She moved carefully so that she wouldn't hurt him, but in one swift move, she was straddling him again. And before he could say anything, she slipped her hands down his slacks and pulled his erect member out.
"Zoie?"
"I don't want it to stop," she said simply. "Ever,"
Asher was frozen still, not sure of what to do. Using the momentum and newfound bravery, Zoie palmed his length and stroked it with her hands. Slowly and carefully, she then lowered herself onto him, sheathing down completely. Her eyes glimmered with a spark of pleasure and pain as she took him inch by inch. Asher was caught in a trance. It was fascinating just to watch her. And the feeling of her walls opening up and taking him in was like pure heaven.
"Fúck!" Asher let out a muffled groan and thrashed his head back.
When he was completely inside her, she paused for a moment to take off her clothes, throwing them to the ground. She then placed her hands on his chest for support and rolled her hips around him, enjoying the feeling of fullness that engulfed her skin. Then, slowly and steadily, she began riding him.
"Am I doing this right?" she asked
"Oh fúck yeah," he said breathlessly.
That made her smile. Zoie picked up her pace and Asher let her have her way with him. He concentrated himself on her lovely face and the way her breasts shook up and down as she moved. He noted some bruises around her breasts and his jaw clenched instinctively.
Asher got up slightly and reached for her breasts, kissing them with his mouth. He kissed them softly and gently, as if to say he would kiss all the bruises away. He kissed every inch of her skin and bruises, replacing them with his warmth.
Zoie mewled and moaned at his touch. She buried her face into his shoulder and he hugged her tighter. She was getting tired of moving, and he could feel it too. Asher held her body in his arms and began pushing upward, meeting her hips as they came down.
"Asher... Oh... Ah..."
Zoie's moans sent shivers up and down his body. That drove him wild and he moved faster and harder. Moments later, he felt her body tense and jerk. She was so close. Asher leaned into her neck and sucked hard on her sweet spot, marking it with a hickey. He didn't care for it one bit. He was going to make her his.
Mine and only mine.
Zoie couldn't hold it in any longer. She let out a sharp cry as Asher's length hit her g-spot and she reached her climax once again. She came unraveling all over him, her walls clenching and convulsing around his length. The feeling was so divine, it was bringing Asher to his own demise.
Shit! Not right now!
Asher held himself back as hard as he could. He continued thrusting into her with everything he got, muttering words that came seemingly of their own accord. "God, you're so perfect, Zoie, it's crazy!" and another thrust, "I just can't anymore!" and another thrust, "You're driving me insane!"
Zoie smiled into his chest and held her walls tightened around him, pushing him over the edge. He grunted and clutched her smooth thighs as he pulled out and exploded his load onto her stomach, cursing and gritting his teeth all the way.
"Fú-úckk!!"
Asher came so hard and so much, it took him a few seconds to readjust to reality. All he could see was Zoie's bright purple eyes staring back at him and he felt... limitless. This feeling, whatever it was, was unexplainable to him.
Fúck.
Asher's body fell to her side. His chest was heaving up and down. Zoie was still panting too. Her cheeks were glowing pink. Slowly, Asher got up again and grabbed the towel nearby, wiping her stomach clean.
"Damn," he shook his head and stifled a laugh.
"What?" she asked.
Asher never came this much and this hard before, it took him by surprise. He had to wipe her stomach several times until he got it all off.
"Just what are you doing to me, woman?" he asked rhetorically.
Zoie's cheeks blushed harder in response. She pulled him by his neck until he lay down again by her side. Zoie sighed and buried her face deep into his chest. Her fingers ran circles lightly on his skin and she said, "Hey Ash..."
"Hmm?"
"Will you stay with me tonight?"
"Of course," he said. "Not here on the floor though,"
Asher linked his arms around her body and lifted her up with all his strength. Yes, his body felt weak, but he also never felt stronger. He carried her into the bedroom and closed the door. From the window, he could still hear the rain falling against the glass. Slowly and gently, he lay her down on the bed and snuggled next to her, cuddling her naked body in his arms.
Oh, I'm so gonna die for this.
Zoie let out a sigh as she rested her head on his chest. She was slowly dozing into sleep, and he just watched her. It was mesmerizing even just to stare at her. He wasn't going anywhere, that's for sure. He was going to stay even if she didn't ask him to. Right here in this room, with her body wrapped around him, listening to the rain falling on the windowpane, there was nowhere else he'd rather be.
Tomorrow I'll die if I must, but right now... I've never felt more alive.
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