Chapter 28

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

ASHER

I turn from my bedroom window, looking down at my angel on our bed. The bruises are virtually gone now and yesterday, I saw that sparkle back in her eyes, knowing it would stay. It feels like the first time things between us have truly been good. She was right before. We were faking it; I was overcompensating and trying to force us into this bubble, but we both knew that our reality wouldn’t be like that. Sure, there will be moments of it, but my girl is made of fire, just like me and there’s no way I’m letting her go again.

We fucked so many times throughout the night I lost count, and I’m pretty sure she didn’t flash. She’s not good at hiding that from me like she thinks she is. On top of that, she slept without waking up screaming. I look down at my phone on the side as it buzzes. It’s Jax—he thinks all of us getting out of here for one night will help us blow off some steam, and he’s right.

Just not today. We need a day just us.

I bet you do.

Shut it.

Haha, sorry, bro. But honestly, it’s good to see you happy.

He’s right. For once in my fucking shit-ridden life, I am. Harper brings me back to life. I don’t feel like a shadow walking around anymore.

Have you found out anything more?

Devin has a lead on the next few. Nate is working with him on where they will be.

Shame we can’t just get them all under one roof together.

Well, that might be more possible than you think. Nate says they’re arranging a meet. There’s gonna be about ten of them, one of Deacon’s lieutenants, and the rest would have been in that room with her. Apparently, Deacon wants to go on the offensive, so it might be a good time to take them out.

They definitely can’t find us here?

No chance. This place is buried under mountains of political mess.

I look up, seeing my girl stir.

Make it happen.

Leave it with me.

I place my phone back on the table putting my coffee down too.

“You better have some of that for me.” Harper smiles, stretching out. She winces a little and I know what that means.

“Feeling a little sore, baby?” I smirk wickedly at her.

“Delightfully so, in fact.” She pulls the covers from her, and fuck, she really is perfect.

“You better cover yourself, Harper, or I’m going to make sure you don’t leave that bed all day.”

She laughs, standing up. “Well, I’m going to get in the shower…and you really shouldn’t tell me that because I might just walk around naked all the time.”

I take two steps and she’s in my arms, picking her up as she so effortlessly wraps her legs around me. I sit on the bed so she’s straddling me, I pull her hair back, diving straight into her neck, kissing it, nipping at the skin with my teeth.

“Asher,” she whimpers.

Fuck I love that sound, but before I can do it again, her fingers go to my jaw, pulling my lips from her.

“I want nothing more than this, but I really gotta shower.” She giggles.

I groan. “Why, when I’m just gonna make you all filthy and sweaty again?”

“Is that right, Bossman?” she asks.

“Yeah, it is.”

She laughs and it sounds so carefree. I make it a personal mission of mine to keep her doing that. Every fucking day I’ll make her laugh like that.

“Well, Boss Man, how about we negotiate.”

“What are you thinking?”

“I’m going to get in the shower, and you are gonna take your sexy ass abs out of this room downstairs to make me a coffee.”

I can’t help but return that laugh she gave me earlier.

“And what do I get in return?”

She leans in, whispering in my ear and my eyes widen at what she says. I stand up, placing her on the ground. “Get your ass in that shower now, I’ll go get on that coffee.”

She laughs, kissing me on the cheek before walking out of the room. Her sexy fucking ass and legs enticing me in. Harper may look like an angel, but she’s got the body and attitude of a demon, and I fucking love it.

I head downstairs to make her a coffee and before long, she walks downstairs and delivers on her promise exactly like she said she would. Completely naked still.

“You better drink your coffee, Little Demon…”

She laughs. “I thought I was an angel?”

“Nope, I’ve changed my mind. There is no way an angel walks around looking like you, tempting me the way you do.”

I hand her the mug, and she smirks, smelling it before she takes a sip. “See, you’re hot, Ash, but don’t get between me and my coffee in the mornings.”

“I’ll have to remember that, coffee before I fuck your brains out.”

I watch her eyes widen a little before she puts the coffee on the counter.

“Well, when you say it like that…”

She curls her finger at me, beckoning me over and I go like a fucking dog to its master. As soon as I get there, I pick her up and walk her over to the dining room table. I pull her around so her back is against me as soon as I put her down. My hand goes to her back, pushing her to bend over for me. My fingers caress down her spine. I watch her shiver in excitement and anticipation, and with that little move, I lose myself completely in her.

“Fuck me, you really are here to corrupt me. I was dumb enough to think I would be the one corrupting you.” I give her ass a squeeze and she moans, pushing it out to me. I pull my sweats down, kicking them to the side as I stroke myself, taking in every minute detail of her.

She looks back at me, biting her lip, her eyes drawn to my cock that has basically been permanently fucking hard since yesterday afternoon. Let’s be honest it’s been fucking hard since the first morning she left me nearly a year ago. She turns around, reaches out and she pulls me down into a kiss. Her hand wraps around my cock as she takes over stroking me and fuck, I have to control myself to stop from blowing my fucking load too early. Her thumb runs over the head of my cock, which makes it twitch so damn much.

She stops kissing me, surprising me by dropping to her knees in front of me. She doesn’t even give me a second before her lips are around me, pumping my shaft with that mouth of hers. “Fuck me, Harper,” I groan, my hands going to her as I look down. She takes my length, pressing her nose to my stomach. I feel her throat tighten as she unconsciously gags a little.

God this woman is going to be the death of me. “Just like that, baby,” I growl, surprising myself at how I sound.

I place my hand on the wall in front of me to steady myself, the other on her cheek catching a tear as she chokes on my cock so willingly.

She pulls herself back and I hear her gasp for air a little, her saliva over my cock as she runs her tongue up my length as it rests against her face. It’s taking every bit of control I have not to fuck her mouth right now. This is fucking perfect and if I do that, it might ruin this moment.

Her brow furrows. “What’s wrong?” she asks.

“Fucking nothing”

“Then why did you pull that face?” she asks, still on her knees.

“I’m trying to control myself.”

“What do you mean?”

“Because baby…” My finger catches her lip, “when you take me down your throat, I have to stop myself from taking control and fucking it.”

“Oh well, erm, I’ve never had a guy do that before.”

“And I won’t do it without your permission, baby, but I do only have so much resolve, so try not to do that too much…”

“What, erm, what if I said I want to try it?”

“I would say you’re fucking perfect, but no, baby, not yet.”

She sighs, “Because of what happened to me.”

“Yes.” I speak plainly because this will be a thing between us for a while, maybe even forever and I feel like we’re in a place we can talk about it openly now.

“Okay…”

“Okay?”

“Yeah, so shut up and just let me suck your dick.”

I laugh and she pokes her tongue out at me. Well, that wasn’t the response I was expecting. “I have another idea.”

I pick her up and pull her to the couch, sitting down. “I want you to ride me, Harper…”

She grins, “I can do that.”

She climbs on top of me, sinking down onto my cock until I’m balls deep inside of her. That woman teases my cock, edges me, then rides me like her own personal fucking pony until we both come.