~ Asher's POV ~
"AAAAHHH!!!"
Zoie let out a piercing scream as her whole body jerked and convulsed. Asher hadn't even done anything yet and she was already unraveling into pieces. Her walls tightened around his length as he slowly moved in and out of her, feeling all the spasms in her muscles. The feeling of their skins coming together was magnetic. Her warmth enveloped him and it completely took over his senses. Asher found himself mumbling incoherent words as he pressed his mouth to her ear, sucking on her earlobe.
God. I love this girl so fúcking much.
"You're mine, Zoie," he said through ragged breaths. "All mine,"
Zoie was reduced into a moaning mess as Asher picked up the pace. His hard length slammed in and out of her relentlessly, like waves breaking on the ocean shore. His hand held onto her throat and he could feel her breaths coming in and out. There was something really powerful in knowing that you are controlling someone's life right now, but it was even more powerful to know that she willingly gave him all this control over her. Asher felt like the biggest man in the world. With every move he made, he made sure she would remember it. The feeling of his length being inside her. The way his tip hit her cervix every time he pushed hard. And the emptiness she'd feel once he got out of her.
"Ashhh!" she cried. "I'm gonna-"
"Come for me," he ordered.
Zoie's body tensed up again. Asher continued his thrusts at a strong, steady pace. His right hand moved from her waist to her clit. He was rubbing and pinching at her sensitive bud. Within seconds, Zoie broke apart again, finding her release. She let out a scream as her walls tightened all around his length. Asher pushed himself deeper so he could feel everything, and he did. Her walls were so tight around him. She was so wet and so warm. Her sweet juices trickled out of her and dripped all over his shaft.
"Oh, fúck!" he cursed.
In one swift move, Asher pulled out of her and went to undo the cuffs on her ankles. Don't get him wrong, he'd want nothing more than to stay in there, but if he did, he would've come right then and there, and he didn't want that.
Zoie was still panting breathlessly when Asher released her legs from the cuffs. Not giving her a chance to catch her breath, he turned her around so she was lying flat on her stomach. Her wrists were still tied above her head, but her legs were free. Asher positioned himself on top of her and his hands snaked around her body. His left hand grabbed her boob while his right hand caught her clit.
"Ahh!" Zoie couldn't help but moan again.
Asher was massaging her breast while also working on her clit. His hands were sending her senses into overdrive. She started squirming and writhing again. Asher knew what that meant. She wanted more of him. Again.
Using all his strength, Asher sat up straighter and he pulled Zoie up with him. Her back was flushed against his chest, her butt pressing against his groin. He still had a hold of her boob and his other hand grabbed her clit harder. She was so wet and throbbing for him. Asher ran his shaft in between her folds and let the tip enter her core, but only the tip. He would push in and out of her while saying:
"You... can't... possibly... know... how... much... I... want... you,"
Zoie's body was squirming harder. She wanted to meet his thrusts and get more of him, but Asher held her in place.
"Ash..." she said breathlessly. "I need you...!"
Asher didn't need to be told twice. He pushed his length hard and deep, tearing into her core once again. His thrusts were ferocious, and his hands never left her clit and her boob. He wanted to touch her everywhere. All the time. Go deeper. Feel everything.
"Aaaaahhh!!" Zoie came again with a loud scream.
Thank God these walls are soundproofed.
Asher felt her walls tightening again. It was a feeling so divine, he had to close his eyes and tune everything out. He thrust harder into her as he drove her climax even higher. Zoie's entire body jerked and convulsed. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and more of her juices were squirting out.
"Holy shit...!"
Asher couldn't help but curse. There were just no other words to describe the feeling. The build-up inside him was becoming unbearable. He felt the undeniable urge to release himself. Letting out a loud grunt, he pushed hard into her several more times before pulling out and releasing jets of white liquid all over her butt and back.
"Fú-úck!"
Asher kept stroking his length as more and more liquids were coming out. He hadn't come so hard and so much in weeks. This was a much-needed release.
When he was finally done, Asher saw Zoie's naked body crumbling underneath him. His load had spilled everywhere on her skin, marking that beautiful body of hers. Letting out a satisfied grin, Asher uncuffed her wrists free. He then went to grab some Kleenex from the nearby table. He wiped her clean, and he also wiped the mess that she made on that table.
"Oh my God, was that me?" she gaped in horror, looking at all the water spots.
"It was fun, wasn't it?" Asher winked simply, throwing the dirty tissue paper into the trash.
Zoie didn't say anything back, but her cheeks blushed bright red.
"I-I think we should clean up and get outta here," she stammered as she went to grab her clothes. She always stammered whenever she was nervous. Asher found it rather adorable.
"What's the rush?" he asked.
"We've been gone long enough. I don't want them to start looking for us," she said as she put on her bra and underwear.
Asher was frowning in protest, and he reluctantly grabbed his clothes. He put on his pants first, then his shirt, and lastly his belt.
"Can you zip me up?" she asked, referring to the dress zipper on her back.
Zoie stood with her back to him and Asher marveled at the way the satin hugged her body. Her exposed skin was so soft and beautiful, looking like porcelain. Taking his time, he rested his hands on the small of her back, then slowly and seductively, he pulled the zipper up her back. Zoie let out a little gasp.
Asher let out a smirk and leaned closer, whispering into her ear, "Oh, I'd love to zip you up there too,"
He eyed the ropes and chains hanging from the ceiling and Zoie followed his gaze.
"A-Ash!" she gaped, her cheeks turning bright red again.
Asher couldn't help but laugh. She was too damn cute. And though he was joking, he half wanted it to be true. Just imagining her all tied up and hanging from the ceiling like that got him all worked up again. His body stiffened and his member was moving slightly. Shaking off the thought, Asher grabbed his necktie from the floor and flung it around his neck.
"Help me with this?" he asked. He never liked wearing ties and he wasn't very good at doing it.
Zoie raised an eyebrow before coming closer and running her fingers on his black silk tie.
"You're saying... you want me to tie you up?" she said with a playful smile.
Asher's lips curved into a wide grin as he shook his head from side to side.
"Oh, look who's being naughty now?" he tsked with his head cocked to the side. "You better be careful, there's a lot of ways I can punish you for that here,"
"There, that's perfect!" Zoie ignored his comment as she finished tying up his tie. "Let's go,"
Zoie turned to her heels as she headed for the door. Asher, however, caught the sight of her cheeks turning red again as she left. Of course, like clockwork, she'd blush.
Ha. That never gets old.
Asher picked up his suit and followed her out the door. He took one last look at this crazy secret room in his Uncle Damon's office before turning the lights off and closing it shut. Zoie was straightening her hair and dress as she was getting ready to go back out.
"Do I look okay?" she asked.
Asher took a moment and looked at her. She was gorgeous, obviously. Even though her hair was a little messy and her make up was a tad bit smudged. Asher took a step closer and tucked a wild strand of hair behind her ear. He then noticed a mark underneath her ear. Perhaps he had been sucking on her skin too hard, but there was a little hickey there. Asher quickly covered the mark with her hair again.
"You look perfect," he said.
"Are you sure?" she narrowed her eyes.
Asher leaned closer and kissed her on the neck, right on top of that hickey.
"You're the most beautiful girl in the world and I can't believe how lucky I am," he said, and Zoie broke out the old eye roll. She pushed him away, but she was giggling as she was doing it.
"Hey," Asher said again, stopping her just as she was reaching for the door.
"What?" she looked back.
"Why didn't you tell me about the paper you wrote?"
"What paper?"
"The one about car racing," he said. "The one Landon was talking about earlier,"
"Oh," Zoie's mouth formed an 'o'. "That paper..."
"Yeah. I was just curious. Everyone seems to know about it. Landon, your mom, your brothers, heck even your grandma knows. Why am I out of the loop?"
Zoie paused for a beat and she started stammering.
"I-I... didn't wanna show it to you because... I'm scared of what you might think,"
"You're scared of what I think?" he raised an eyebrow.
"It's an essay about racing and what it taught me... And it's also kinda about you, so..." Zoie's cheeks were turning red again. She also threw her gaze to the floor, avoiding eye contact with him.
"About me?"
"I didn't put your name or anything in there, but the piece is an homage... to you," she explained.
"Can I read it?"
Zoie looked unsure.
"Please," Asher said again.
"Hmm... Okay," she said finally. "When we go back to California, I'll show it to you. Deal?"
"But we're not going back until the fourth," he frowned. "Do I have to wait that long?"
"There are still some minor changes I wanna make, and besides," Zoie paused for a beat and glanced at the bookshelf behind him. "I have a feeling we're gonna be pretty busy for the next few days or so,"
"Oh?" Asher raised his eyebrows, following her gaze to look at that bookshelf covering the hidden room. Images from before started flashing through his eyes. Zoie lying naked on that table, her hands and feet all tied up, and her whole body, everything belonged to him with no restraint.
I'm gonna have four more days of that?!
Zoie didn't respond in words. Instead, she just winked and bit her lip seductively. And then, she left the office before Asher could even recover. Asher could only stand there and watched as she disappeared out the door, feeling his shaft throbbing and hardening again.
Oh. My. Fúcking. God.
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