~ Zoie's POV ~
Zoie tiptoed down the stairs as the whole house was dark and quiet. The only source of light was the small lamp coming from the kitchen. She looked from side to side before making her way to the kitchen. The clock on the wall showed that it was 2 AM. Everyone was probably asleep. Everyone except the guards, of course.
Zoie went to the fridge and took out a bottle of water. She wasn't really thirsty, but she needed an excuse to walk out of her room at 2 in the morning. After grabbing the water, Zoie looked around before going back up the stairs again.
Phew. I think the guards are patrolling the other side of the house now.
Having lived all her life in this mansion, Zoie knew all the nooks and crannies. She knew where the best hiding spots are, where are the best exits if she wants to sneak out, and where the guards will be at certain times. It was as if she had one of those Marauder's Maps from Harry Potter. The only exception was, of course, the playroom hidden inside her dad's office.
Zoie quickened her steps as she reached the second floor. Her lips curved into a smile and her heart was beating faster and faster. Finding that playroom was the best thing that happened to her and Ash this during winter break. It was as if God himself presented them with a gift.
A wild and crazy gift.
Zoie was about to turn the corner when suddenly, she felt two strong arms pulling her from behind. Someone had grabbed her and pulled her into the darkness, behind some tall pillars. Zoie's first reaction was to scream, but the person quickly put a hand to her mouth.
"Ssshh! It's me!" he hissed.
Zoie looked up to see Asher's face. She sighed in relief and her body relaxed. Asher was looking in a direction and there was a guard there, just wandering around. Apparently, the guard was going to the bathroom. Zoie pressed her face deeper into Asher's chest as she held her breath. In the dead of that silence, she could hear Asher's heartbeat thumping.
Wow. His heart's beating really fast too!
After a moment, the guard disappeared into a room and they both let out a breath of relief. Not wasting any more time, they seized the opportunity and quickly dashed into Damon's office. They made sure the door was fully shut before they went to the secret bookshelf. One push in the right area and the shelf flew open with a click.
Asher pushed the door back and turned on the lights. Once the light filled the room, Zoie took a moment to let this all sink in. She'd been in this room several times already, but every time she stepped foot inside it, there was always this feeling of excitement mixed with danger all rolled into one.
"Hey," Asher said softly as he lent out a hand. "C'mere,"
Zoie took his hand and Asher led her to a part of the room where there was this wall covered in steel rods that looked like a cage. On the last few times they were here, they've experimented with some other things in the room, but not this one yet.
Zoie leaned against the wall as Asher stood in front of her. His lips curved into a smirk and so did hers. He still held onto her hands and he brought them up above her head. This caused her chest to stick out involuntarily. Asher licked his lips as his eyes turned dark.
"I still can't believe we're doing this..." she breathed.
"It's our last night here," he said with his head cocked to the side. "Go hard or go home, right?"
Zoie bit her lip to suppress her smile.
"Or both," she said.
Asher just stood and stared at her for a moment. Then, as if on cue, the two of them crashed into each other like two stars colliding in the galaxy. He kissed her passionately, hot and wanting. She linked her hand around his neck as he wrapped his arms around her waist. He lifted her up slightly as he pressed her harder against the wall. Zoie almost couldn't breathe, but she won't have it any other way. She wanted every bit of him and more.
"Aahh...!" Zoie let out a moan as Asher's mouth started attacking her neck. He kissed her sweet spot and sucked hard, causing her entire body to squirm. Zoie's hands then reached for his chest, but Asher held her wrists and pinned them back.
"Do you know how hard it is spending an entire day around you and not being able to touch you?" he murmured to her ear.
Yes, Zoie knew exactly how that felt. She wanted so much to touch him right now, but his hands held hers back.
"I don't know what's happening to me," he said again. "I just can't stop thinking about you,"
A knot was forming inside Zoie's stomach. Asher was now cuffing her wrists on the leather cuffs. Zoie neither pulled nor pushed him away.
"It's like I'm addicted to you," he said, and in one swift move, he turned her around so her face was facing the wall.
"Ash..." she breathed.
"I need you so much, it's driving me crazy," he said as he wrapped his arms around her body.
Zoie tipped her head back and a moan escaped her lips as Asher's mouth kissed the sweet spot on her neck again. Her knees felt like jelly and her stomach was burning with desire. Whatever he was feeling, she was surely feeling it too.
"Me too," she admitted finally. "I want you so bad too,"
Something snapped inside Asher when she said these words to him. Letting out a low growl, he pulled up her nightgown until her ass was exposed and he smacked them several times.
* SMACK! * SMACK! * SMACK! *
With every sting of pain, Zoie felt the buildup in her stomach getting stronger. Her underwear was getting wet too. Asher then pulled her hips using both hands until she was somewhat bending down. Her butt was sticking out and he was grinding himself against it.
"Hmm, I love the way your skin turns red," he said as his hand stroked her ass. It was pain and pleasure mixed into one.
Zoie heard the sound of Asher's slacks falling to the ground. Before long, she felt his warm hands back on her ass again, massaging and grabbing them firmly. Zoie wanted to feel more of him, so she kept bending down and sticking her butt out as far as she could.
"Oh, fúck me, you're so fúcking gorgeous!"
Zoie could feel Asher bending down and he was kissing her core from the back. It felt so absolutely delicious, she couldn't help but moan. His nose was buried deep into her ass as his tongue worked its magic on her core. His finger also snaked around her thigh to rub circles around her clit. Asher then stood back up but his hand was still rubbing against her clit, sending electric shocks through her body. She was on the verge of climaxing, but then his hand pulled away, and she felt his length rubbing against her entrance.
Zoie looked over her shoulder and saw Asher slowly easing himself into her core. Only the tip at first, but slowly, he pushed all of his length inside. Her walls opened and constricted around his girth. He felt so deep and so big, she almost lost it right then and there.
"Aaaah!" she let out a scream.
"Ssshh!" he said as his hand went to her mouth. "You need to be quiet!"
Zoie quickly bit her lip to suppress the sounds coming out of her throat. Although these walls were soundproofed, they still had to be cautious. That night on New Year's Eve, there was a loud party happening outside. Whatever sounds they were making were surely drowned out. This time, however, it was dead silent in the house.
Okay, call me crazy, but that is such a big turn on!
Zoie tried her best to be quiet, but it was getting out of control. Asher was picking up the pace, pounding into her core with speed and force. His right hand was grabbing her clit and his left hand stayed on her ass. Moments later, though, his left hand started moving to her back hole. She felt his wet thumb rubbing the entrance of her back hole, and that turned her on even harder. The combination of his thrusts, his hand rubbing her clit, and the tip of his thumb slowly penetrating her back hole was too much to handle. Zoie reached her climax as her body jerked uncontrollably. If it wasn't for Asher's hand moving to cover her mouth, she would be screaming all the way to China.
Oh! My! God!!!
Zoie came so hard, she was squirting all over his length. Her walls tightened around him as she trashed her head back, floating in pure euphoria. Asher thrust himself into her several more times before pushing her back down. Then, she felt hot liquid hitting her back, followed by the muffled noises of Asher's grunts.
Zoie stayed in her place, too afraid to move. Asher left and came back with some Kleenex in his hand. He wiped her clean first before cleaning up himself. Once he was done, he uncuffed her hands and she fell limply to his arms. Asher picked her up and carried her to the bed. He laid her down gently before taking the spot next to her, pulling her into his arms again.
Zoie let out a deep breath as she rested her head on his chest. She was still panting and her brain was all over the place. Asher was panting a little too, and his heart was beating fast. Zoie looked down and she had a full view of Asher's member. Normally, she only saw it when he was hard. This was the first time she saw him in this weak and vulnerable state. But somehow, that didn't turn her off. In fact, she only felt intrigued.
Somewhat mindlessly, Zoie's hand began trailing down his body and she started running circles all around his base. Zoie felt his body flinch a little, and she kept going. She ran her fingers along his member and when her fingertips touched the top part of his length, she felt him stiffen. Zoie then ran her fingers to his tip, and sure enough, his member turned hard all over again!
Woah...? Don't guys usually need time to reload...?
"That doesn't normally happen," he said as if he could read her mind. "It's only because it's you,"
"Oh, sure," she shoved him playfully and rolled her eyes. "You're good,"
"I'm serious," he laughed as he pulled her back closer. "What are you doing to me?"
Zoie didn't have an answer. She could only stare at him as he stared at her back. Her purple-blue eyes bore deep into his hazel eyes. Then, together at the same time, they came closer again, reaching for each other's faces.
This time, Zoie led the kiss as she kissed him hot and heavy. She thought she was taking charge, climbing to straddle Asher's stomach. But before she had any sense of real control, Asher suddenly turned her around until he was on top of her. He then lifted both of her legs up and threw them over his shoulders. Zoie was still wearing my panties, but Asher didn't care. He pushed the flimsy fabric aside and thrust his length into her all at once. Zoie almost screamed aloud, but she quickly put her hand over her mouth to cover the sound. Asher was grinning triumphantly as he had full access to her, and his member felt so big and deep inside her.
"You see what you're doing to me?" he said as he moved in long, slow strokes.
Zoie's body was moving in rhythm to meet his thrusts. Her moans were muffled under her hand. Asher smirked menacingly as his hand traveled to her lower area. His thrusts were steady and deep, and his finger was rubbing her already swollen clit. Zoie tipped her head back and her eyes rolled back in response. The combination of his hard thrusts and his thumb aggressively flicking her clit was too much to bear.
"I can say the same thing..." she said through ragged breaths. "...What are you doing to me?"
Grinning wide, Asher moved her legs down and linked them around her waist. He leaned down and put one hand on her head and the other on her ass. He enveloped her entire being with his warmth and his thrusts were electrifying. Zoie wanted to scream his name out loud as she reached her climax, but she knew she shouldn't. Her hands went to cover her mouth and she was letting out breathless screams as Asher drove her further into her orgasm. He wasn't stopping or slowing down, his thrusts only grew wilder and more feral.
"Aaash....!"
Zoie's eyes rolled so far to the back of her head, she was seeing stars. Her body broke into an explosion of ecstasy. And soon enough, so did his. Asher pulled out just seconds before he spilled his load. Jets of white liquid streamed out of him, dropping all over her stomach and thighs.
"Wow..." he said breathlessly as he fell to her side. "That was... crazy..."
"Yeah..." she agreed, also panting laboriously. "It really was..."
Zoie turned her body to the side and watched Asher's chest heaving up and down. He turned her face toward her and they locked eyes, smiling from ear to ear.
"I can't believe I'm saying this, but I'm kinda sad we're going back to California tomorrow," she said. "We're having so much fun here,"
"Well, the fun doesn't have to stop," he said, turning to his side too. His fingers ran circles on her arm. "We can bring this playroom to California if you want,"
"You're not serious, are you?" she gaped at him.
"Try me," he said playfully.
Zoie opened her mouth to speak, but before she could say anything, suddenly and without warning, Asher turned her body around and he climbed on top of her again. He dived down and he let the tip of his nose press against hers. His eyes were piercing into her and his lips twitched into a smile.
I swear, his smile is just stupid sexy.
And then suddenly, she felt something hard being pressed against her bare stomach.
"Wha... again?" she responded in shock.
"I told you," he winked. "It's all because it's you,"
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When Zoie opened her eyes next, the first thing she noticed was Asher's arm wrapped around her naked body. All her muscles were sore, it took everything in her just to move. Zoie rolled to her side and saw the alarm clock on the bedside table.
"Shit!" her body jerked up instantly. "Ash! Wake up!"
Zoie aggressively moved his body around so he would wake up. Asher groaned and stirred. Zoie pushed his arms away and she got up, quickly grabbing her clothes on the floor.
"What's going on?" he murmured. His eyes were still closed.
"It's 7.30 AM! Wake up!" she yelled.
Asher's eyes blinked open instantly.
"My dad's gonna go into his office any minute now! We have to get out before he comes in!" she said again.
Asher didn't need to be told twice. He got up as fast as he could and put his clothes on faster than you can say: My father's in the mafia and he's gonna kill you if he sees this!
After making sure the room was decently clean and they erased any tracks of themselves, Zoie and Asher made their way to the door. They closed the bookshelf shut and Asher was getting ready to open the window, when suddenly, the door to the office creaked open.
For a split second, Zoie's heart stopped beating. She turned to Asher and he jumped straight down that window! No preparation, no safety net, nothing whatsoever. He just flew!
"Ash?!" she gaped.
"Zoie?" Damon's voice was heard.
Zoie turned around to see her dad holding his morning newspaper.
"Dad!!! Hey!!!" she tried her best to act calm, but she was practically yelling.
"What are you doing in my office?" he narrowed his eyes at her.
"I... I wanted to borrow something!" she said, quickly grabbing a book from the bookshelf. "A book!"
"What book?" he pressed.
"...I'm writing on a paper on..." Zoie glanced down to read the title of the book she grabbed. "The Changing World Order..."
Damon cocked his head to the side, looking somewhat suspicious.
"I didn't know you're interested in international politics," he said.
"Sure! It's a fascinating subject!" she said, laughing nervously. "Anyway, I'm gonna get breakfast before we go to the airport..."
Zoie hastily went to the door, and she almost made it out, but her dad called her before she could step out.
"Zoie,"
Zoie gulped. Her palms were sweaty and her heart was racing. Slowly, she turned back around and smiled.
"Y-yeah, daddy?"
"How's everything with Asher in the apartment?"
"A-Asher?" she stammered. "Everything's great! Ha-ha! Why do you ask?"
"No reason," he shrugged. "I just wanna make sure you two are alright,"
"Oh, we're totally fine!" she nodded her head vigorously.
"And you're still focused on school, right?"
"Absolutely!"
"Good," Damon nodded his head approvingly. "Alright, then. Go on,"
Zoie let out a breath of relief and gave her dad one last smile. She turned around and she was about to head out, but she stopped herself. She turned back again and said, "Thanks, dad,"
Damon narrowed his eyes.
"What for?"
For bringing Asher into my life.
"No reason," she shrugged. "I just wanna say that,"
Zoie came closer and stood on her tippy toes. She gave her dad a kiss on the cheek before turning to her heels, leaving the room. Damon could only stand there and watched as his daughter walked away. He was smiling, but his eyes also looked awfully suspicious. And then, he turned back and stared at the bookshelf behind him.
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