“And one other thing.”
“What’s that?” I ask breathlessly.
He looks me dead in the eye and slips his fingers into his mouth. Sucks them clean with a moan. “I fucking love the taste of pussy.”
The words trigger a brand new burst of wetness. “I’m sure that’s a great pickup line.”
“Right now I’m not thinking about anybody but you.”
“Also a good line,” I laugh.
He fixes me with a stare, and the laughter dies in my chest. “I don’t want you to think that because we just met that I don’t take this seriously, Rose. We’re the only people in this room and I’m about to fuck your pussy with my tongue until you come twice, just because I can. No lines. No lies. Just you and me. Okay?”
“Okay.” My hands are shaky as I reach out to touch him. I’m too amped with adrenaline and arousal.
Asher draws a line down my stomach with his tongue, and I prop myself up on my elbows to watch him. He glances up at me and grins. “Are you attached to this thong at all?”
“Not really.”
“Good.” He grips the thin lace, and it seems to shred under his hands. Ripped apart to nothing but scraps. Oh my God.
“That was really hot,” I whisper.
Half of Asher’s mouth tips up into a smile. “If ripping your panties is a good way to impress you, I’ll make sure to do it more often.”
I can’t make any comebacks at all, because his mouth is covering my clit, tongue stroking, and I’m completely lost. Falling back, I couldn’t support myself to watch even if I wanted to. His touch makes me weak.
Asher wraps his lips around my clit, sucking hard, and I see white. He strokes his tongue along the underside until my hips are rising to meet his mouth, pleasure sharpening into a blade that’s going to cut me open. Just before I come, he stops, dragging his mouth down and fulfilling his promise to fuck me with his tongue.
“Oh, fuck.”
I’ve never had anyone do this before. It dips inside, slick and intimate and enough to make my back lift off the fucking mattress.
One long lick from my pussy all the way to my clit knocks me over the edge. I collapse into a storm of pleasure. This one is fiercer than the storm raging outside. It’s wild—a tornado of pure bright ecstasy swirling through me.
I feel my orgasm flood into Asher’s mouth, and he doesn’t even hesitate lapping it up, nor does he stop working me with his lips. He said I would come twice on his tongue. Oh no.
“I don’t think I can,” I say. My whole body feels like it’s run a marathon. A very sexy marathon.
He says nothing, just seals his mouth over me, drawing deep and sucking until I’m on the edge of everything. Writhing and grabbing the bedsheets while Asher pushes closer. He feasts on me.
The second orgasm hits like a tidal wave washing over me. A glorious shining sea that fills me up and spills out. Drowning me before receding and leaving me wrecked on the shore.
Asher licks me one final time and the aftershocks make me jump. Every nerve is overwhelmed, and we haven’t even gotten to the part where he fucks me yet.
This is definitely not how I thought today was going to go. Even after walking into the lodge and seeing how fucking gorgeous Asher is. But after this, I think I’m going to embrace being surprised.
He reaches over to the nightstand and fishes out a condom. It stretches tight over his cock and somehow makes him seem even bigger. If that’s even possible.
“You just happen to have condoms in here?”
“We have them in all the guest houses,” he says with a grin. “Just an amenity for the guests. Like toothpaste.”
“Like toothpaste? Convenient.”
“Today, yes. Very convenient.”
He settles between my legs and I drag my hands up his chest and over his shoulders. Savor the smoothness of his skin and the fact that he’s hot as a furnace. I feel like I’m always cold.
“So,” I say, a little nervous. “You’re…big.”
A smirk. “Thank you.”
“I’m worried that you might be too big.”
“I’ll fit, sweetheart,” Asher says. “Don’t worry, I’ll go slow.”
The first press of his cock makes me lose my breath entirely. He’s so fucking thick that I moan. I’m not a virgin, but I swear that his cock makes me feel that way. It’s all brand new.
True to his word, he goes slow; and he keeps his eyes locked on mine while he does it. Inch by agonizing inch, every thrust going a little deeper and stretching me a little further. It’s delicious.
My eyes flutter closed. The feeling of him is everywhere. I’ve never been so full in my life, and my pussy squeezes him, unable to get a good grip. Fucking hell, I’m so full of him that I can’t even move.