4. Leslie

CHAPTER 4

LESLIE

If someone had told me a week ago that I’d be on a moonlit picnic with Asa, I would have thought they were living in some alternate universe. Spoiler alert! Here I am, nestled in the suit jacket that smells like him—all earthy and woodsy with a hint of spice. Sitting on a log in front of a crackling fire pit with him, I watch as the flames dance and flicker, casting a warm glow around us.

I can hardly believe my eyes when I glance around at the charm of the place. The stars are out in full force, twinkling overhead, and the gentle sound of the falls mixes with the night air making it all feel like a movie.

I look down at the picnic spread he laid out for us. A warm, wool, checkered blanket, some fruit, cheese, and a bottle of my favorite soda because we both dislike the taste of wine, one of many little quirks we share. Asa really went for it, and I love it. No pretentiousness. Just two people enjoying each other’s company while learning about each other.

As we munch on grapes and cheese, I let the ease of it all wash over me. I tell him about my parents’ car dealership and my never-ending dreams of thrilling adventures beyond the horizon of my mundane life. Asa listens intently, genuinely interested, as I share little snippets of my world.

“You’re fucking perfect.” His warm breath brushes against the side of my neck, sending shivers shooting down my spine.

“So are you.” And he is. I’ve never felt like another human being gets me like this.

A rush of heat courses through me as a charge fills the air around us. He leans closer and the pull between us becomes magnetic. My breath catches, and I can feel the familiar sensation of butterflies fluttering around in my stomach.

My heart races like a runaway train. I can barely believe this is real, and for a moment, I’m worried it’s all just a dream.

His face is so close now with his eyes locked onto mine. They’re deep and intense, like the midnight sky above us. The hint of vulnerability shining in their depths pulls at my heart. What if I’m at home right now, lost in the depths of a dream?

“Stunning,” Asa murmurs, right before his lips brush mine, stealing my breath away completely. It’s the softest caress, nothing overwhelming, just pure magic.

If this is a dream, I never want to wake up. I could live happily here in his warm embrace for the rest of my life.

The kiss quickly ignites, sending shockwaves through my entire body, and my brain utterly shuts down. The world fades into a distant blur until the only thing I can focus on is the electric connection between us. It’s a wild, unexpected, thrilling ride.

What started as a sweet kiss under the twinkling stars escalates into something spicy almost immediately. It’s like someone hit the “on” switch for all my senses, and suddenly, I’m hyper-aware of every detail—the warmth radiating from Asa, the rough texture of the log beneath me, and the cool night air contrasting perfectly with the heat coursing through my veins.

His hands slide around my waist, and the moment those warm palms slip under the jacket, pulling me closer, fireworks explode within me. I gasp against his mouth, each pull of his body drawing me deeper into this unexpected moment.

I can feel every muscle in my body responding to him, igniting a fire that burns me from the inside out. His fingers explore the small of my back, creating a magical warmth, and I lose track of time as he devours my mouth.

Asa pulls back from the kiss, but he doesn’t go far. Instead, he leans his forehead against mine, our breaths mingling in the cool night air. The intensity of his gaze causes the butterflies in my stomach to flutter overtime. His dark eyes bore into mine, and I can almost hear my heart thudding in my ears as he quietly whispers, “I’m sending that matchmaker a big fucking bonus.”

Every nerve in my body perks up at his words, and I feel like the whole world has shrunk down to just the two of us under the vast, starry sky. I can’t help but drink in the moment. “She really deserves it,” I agree. The mysterious matchmaker really hit one out of the park with our match.

His lips curl into a sly smile, which only enhances how dangerously attractive he is. “If this is a goddamn dream, I want to stay asleep for all eternity.” Asa’s proclamation hangs heavily between us in the best way possible.

A lump forms in my throat as excitement courses through me. “I’ll stay in this fantasy forever with you.”

“Yes, you will.” He leans over and nips my earlobe, causing my mind to shatter again. “And I’m not taking things slow.”

I throw caution to the wind. “I don’t want you to.”

The cool Texas, December night turns downright cold, and we decide it’s time to end our perfect picnic. We fold the blanket and gather our snacks, and I can barely contain my excitement over how this date took an unexpected turn. Who knew the night would turn not only intense but also downright intoxicating?

We climb into his truck, the rugged interior matching his vibe perfectly, and I find myself sinking into the seat. As he drives through the winding roads of Silver Spoon Falls, the stars twinkle above us, and I feel every raw emotion dance through the air around us.

As we pull up in front of my small house, that weight settles in the air, thick with unspoken words and loaded intentions. The shadow of the moon casts an ethereal glow, amplifying the situation as Asa turns to me, his expression shifting from playful to serious. “I don’t want the night to end,” he says, his innate intensity bubbling just beneath the surface.

“Me neither,” I find myself blurting out before I even process the words. It’s pure instinct. I want everything with Asa, and I’m not going to let anything stand in my way. My heart beats like a drum in my ears as I ask, “Why don’t you spend the night?” Oh, man. Where did the shy, nerdy bookworm go, and who is this flirty vixen who took over?

His eyes widen and he blinks several times before a satisfied smirk traverses his face. “I thought you’d never ask.” He hops out of the truck and comes around to open the door for me. “You’re goddamn stuck with me from now on,” he confesses, a blend of honesty and challenge in his voice, and I can feel the tension crackling between us like a live wire.

“Sounds like a plan,” I shoot back without thinking. It probably comes off a little too eager, but screw it. The thrill of the night has me soaring, and I’m not going to shy away now.

The minute the door closes behind us, he turns me in his arms and kisses me.

I’ve never done anything like this before, any of it, so I’m just winging it and hoping for the best while the little voice of reason in the back of my mind keeps telling me not to mess this up.

“I don’t want to mess this up.” I voice my concerns as he walks me backward towards my sofa. “I’ve never done this.”

“Me neither.” Surely, he doesn’t mean what I think he means. “You’re the first woman I ever wanted. Don’t worry about messing it up, baby. We’ll figure it out together.”

“Okay,” I whisper. His hard, thick shaft presses against my stomach, worrying me a little bit as I wonder how in the world this is going to work.

His eyes darken as he growls, “I’m going to eat you up.”

All my worries fly right out the window. “Stop talking and start eating.” My mouth is definitely running away without consulting my brain at this point.

“Fucking hell,” he groans, “you’re going to keep me on my toes.” He lifts me way the heck up against his body and heads straight down the hallway.

“You’re kinda tall.” I wrap my arms around his neck to hold on. He zeroes in on my bedroom and carefully sets me on my feet next to the bed.

“You’re beautiful.” He leans over and swipes his tongue across the seam of my lips, and I open up for him to slip it inside.

As he devours my mouth, I forget all about my thoughts, which center around how freaking tall our children will be. His hands slide down my back to grip my ass cheeks and pull me closer. I groan his name when he breaks the kiss and trails his lips down the side of my throat. I dig my nails into his muscular shoulders, bunching up the starched material.

His kisses stop at the neckline of my dress and he runs his tongue along the edge. My eyes cross as my knees nearly give out.

Somehow, he senses exactly what I need and gives me a little push, sending me sprawling back onto my pink, frilly comforter.

“Watch me.” He steps back and rips his white dress shirt wide open, sending buttons zinging around the room. Oh my, oh my. His perfect, chiseled chest is a freaking work of art. I bet I could bounce a quarter off his six—no, make it at least eight—pack. Stunning, intricate tattoos cover nearly every inch of his tanned skin. My eyes wander up and down a few times before stopping to stare into his amused eyes. “I like feeling your eyes eat me up.”

“You’re the one who’s supposed to be snacking right now.” I’m not sure where this boldness is coming from, but I’m pretty impressed with myself.

“I’m getting there.” He smirks and reaches down to unhook his belt and pants. He makes quick work of dragging his pants down his legs and kicking them away.

Sparks zap down my center straight to my virgin pussy as I stare at his impressive erection.

“Very nice.” I squirm, feeling wetness drip from my center at the sight before me.

“I’m glad you approve.” He smirks again, and I realize I’m already addicted to not only him but his very arrogant smirk, too.

He steps close and runs his hand up under my dress, dragging the material up with him. His eyes darken to nearly black as he stares down at my body. “You’re goddamn perfect.”

I sit up a little to help him with his task. After pulling the dress up and over my head, I drop back onto the soft bedding and sob his name as he leans over to run his tongue along the lacy of my bra.

“Touch me,” he growls against my overly sensitized skin. “I need to feel your hands on me.”

I slide my hands down his hard chest, feeling the eight-pack for myself, and stop to run my finger around the black skull to the side of his belly button. “I like these,” I breathe as a tremor moves through his massive body.

My hands shake as I explore every inch of his body while he learns mine. He spreads my legs and runs his finger up the inside of my thigh. “Please,” I beg him to continue up to the part of my body that needs his touch the most.

“Anything for you.” He circles my opening through the wet material of my panties, and my breath catches in my throat. I wrap my hand around his rock-hard erection and give it a little squeeze.

Without warning, he rips my panties right down the middle and presses a finger deep inside me with one thrust.

“Oh…” My thoughts scramble as he presses his thumb against my clit. His thumb circles my sensitive clit several times. I dig my heels into the bed and lift against his hand as pleasure flows through me. He adds a second finger and scissors them open, stretching me.

He kisses my lips, driving his tongue deep into my mouth as his fingers press deep into my core. When he adds his thumb circling my clit to the action, I come apart crying out his name.

While I ride out the storm, he crawls over my trembling body. I bite my bottom lip and glance down between our bodies as he lines up his massive cock with my not-so-massive opening.

“You’re mine,” he growls and flicks his hips, sliding all the way in with one thrust. As a sharp bite of pain tears through my no longer virgin pussy, I clench my teeth to hold back the gasp fighting its way up my throat. I take deep breaths as the discomfort shifts into little tingles of pleasure.

“And you’re mine.” I claim him forever before he kisses my lips and all the pain is completely forgotten.

Each time he withdraws and thrusts again, his dick rubs my sensitive walls, sending pleasure shooting through my veins.

He kisses my cheeks, along my jaw, and down my neck. When he picks up speed, I wrap my legs around his muscular hips and hold on for the ride of my life.

I lose track of the number of times I come before he finally loses control himself. His hips jerk against me a few times as he grunts my name. I feel warm, wetness filling me up and running down my ass crack.

He carefully pulls his cock free and drops down next to me. “I really like you a lot,” he whispers against my forehead. “I know it’s fast and I know you might not feel the same way yet. But I’ll do whatever it takes to convince you to stay with me forever.”

“There’s one thing you could do to convince me.” I rest my chin on his chest and smile at him.

He stares at me with a raised eyebrow. “What do you want, baby?”

“I seem to remember you promising to eat me up.”

His eyebrows shoot up his forehead before he throws back his head to laugh. “You can’t blame me for wanting my dessert before my main meal.” He hugs me close to his warm, muscular body. “Making a meal out of your sweet little pussy is next on my agenda.”

He definitely persuaded me. “I like you a lot, too.”