17. Asher

17

ASHER

“ A sher?” We’re situated in Lennon’s bed. Her head is tucked into my neck, and I’m wondering where she’s getting her energy from. My woman sucked me dry. I’m completely zapped, and I figured she would be, too, after the two orgasms I delivered.

“Yeah, gorgeous.” I lick my lips, remembering the way she rode my face, my hands digging into her ass cheeks, a finger pressing into her ass, and how she came hard on my tongue.

“I’ve told you all about my past with my ex and, well, I haven’t even asked about yours.” She goes up on an elbow, hair tumbling down, cheeks still red from her orgasms and the hot shower we took together. I move so I’m facing her, my hand cupping her tit, thumb sliding over her pebbled nipple, and watching Lennon’s breath stutter.

“Been single since I walked in on who I thought would be my forever with who I thought was my brother.” When she arches a brow, I elaborate. “A girl I met fresh out of fire academy and a guy who had my back when I was still a rookie. I remember it like it was yesterday. Figured I had it all planned out, the ring in the dresser and everything.” Lennon’s hand covers mine, holding it in place where I’ve been working her nipple, wanting my lips wrapped around the tight bud. The position we were in earlier didn’t allow me to get on my knees and work my way from her tits to her pussy. I wanted her thick thighs on either side of my face and her hips grinding down until she came apart. The reality is a million times better than the fantasy.

“My shift ended early, a rarity when you’re still new at the station. Walked in on them in my bed. Shit got nasty. She called the cops, I ended up in handcuffs, and so did he. Almost ruined my career. Luckily, they heard all sides of the story, realized what happened, and cut me a lot of slack. Been single ever since.”

“Asher.” She feels so deeply, a true empath.

“It’s all good. Life got busy. All the guys were coming home or starting their business. We all chipped in where we could, Jagger with the construction company, Johnny with the club, and the rest were a lot like me, starting their careers. Minus the few who went to school longer, Luke in medical school, Tysen going the air force route to get his pilot’s license, and Matthew, who went to law school. When everyone made it back, we rallied again.” Lennon moves closer, plastering her front to my side.

“Still, weren’t you lonely?” she asks. I roll to my back and pull her up until she’s sitting on my lap. Her bare core settles along the underside of my cock .

“Nah, bought this place, kept me busy. I worked on it when my shifts allowed. Picked up more work with Jagged Edge. Money is a necessity, as you probably know, and this place looked like it hadn’t seen a tenant in twenty or so years. Plus, I wanted to fix the pool, and I didn’t want it to come with a pile of debt. Between both jobs, I saved enough cash to pay it all up front without having a massive payment. The mortgage is paid off now, too. Just got my truck and the day-to-day bills.”

“Oh.” She places her hands on my chest, causing her tits to move closer to my face.

“Then Briar came along. Knew from the get-go Kennedy would have a tough go of it. The dad decided to be in and out during her pregnancy, did it after she was born, up until I had to tell Kenny that shit had to stop after Briar’s second birthday. The dick made it hard at first, then he slowly started staying away for longer stints of time, but at least Kennedy received child support,” I elaborate without going into too much detail about the shit they’ve been through.

“And you, being the amazing man you are, put your life on hold to help your sister out.” Her hips slowly rock, whether she’s aware of her ministrations or not, but it’s a damn good way to get fucked.

“Gorgeous, being alone and doing what any decent human being would do isn’t amazing. What you did for Minnie, that’s a million times better. You raised her, didn’t go off to college like you planned until she hit high school. Dealing with shit no kid should have ever dealt with, and now look at you. You’re taking care of yourself, putting the time in to heal your past, starting over, and doing the damn thing.” My hands slide up the slope of her hips, holding her steady.

“How about we’re both amazing and call it a truce?” My fingers clench into the cheeks of her ass, and I slowly move her up the length of my cock.

“I’m good with that, gorgeous.” Her breath hitches.

“I will say, the girl fumbled, big time. You’re the full package.” She drops down until her mouth is barely a breath away from mine. “You’re sweet.” She places a kiss on my lips. “You’re kind.” Another kiss. “You’re hot.” Another, this time lingering a bit longer. “And I’m the lucky one who gets you all to myself.”

“Jesus, fuck, Lennon,” I groan. Her words are the shit. Her giving me those words means a whole lot. What has me about ready to lose my mind is feeling her wet cunt slipping and sliding along my dick. I’m close to lifting her hips up and slamming her down until I’m planted so deep inside her she doesn’t know where I begin and she ends.

“Asher.” She licks her lips, hiking herself further up my body. After the electrician left, bumbling and stumbling his way through the process and how they’re going to fix it. He said he’d need to talk to his boss, a bunch of bullshit if you ask me. Jagger and I didn’t like that answer, at fucking all. I looked at Lennon, and she gave me a subtle nod, allowing me to do whatever I have to, to protect not only her house but her inner peace. Needless to say, Jagger made a quick phone call to said boss, I let Lennon know what we were doing, and the guy stood there twiddling his thumbs. A new plan came to fruition. I’d head up overseeing a few of our guys coming to Lennon’s doing a thorough inspection and fixing all their fuck-ups.

When I relayed the information to my woman, she looked distraught, so I walked her through how things would go, and when she mentioned what happened the last time, I set her mind at ease. Our guys would get in the attic to see if there are any splices, fish the wire down the wall, and pop it out of the already-in-use junction boxes. I’m pretty sure this company gave Lennon a run for her money, and knowing Jagger, he’ll relay the information to our group, and they’ll take care of things for her and everyone else who they’ve fucked over.

“You’re making it hard to take things slow, Lennon. Really fucking hard.” I cock my hips upward, sliding the top of my dick closer to her entrance.

“Who says I want to take things slow?” Her words disappear as I take her mouth, swallowing her sweet sighs, and her tongue chases after mine. The hair on my chest grazes her hard nipples with each slight rock of her body. One hand moves away from her heart-shaped ass. I’d mourn the loss, except I’m going to flip her on her back. She doesn’t want to take things slow, and while I’m more than okay with that, there’s one little problem. I’m not prepared. I’m condomless, and there aren’t any at my place, either.

“Goddamn.” I rip my mouth away from hers, feeling the velvet pull of her pussy as she takes the tip of my dick inside her.

“Oh god, you feel so good.” She pulses around my length. I grit my teeth. Lennon is as greedy for me as I am for her.

“You’ve got no fuckin’ idea,” I grunt, holding still. You’d have thought I didn’t get off thirty or so minutes ago. This is the state Lennon always has me in, day or night, away from her or near her.

“More. Can I have more, please?” She’s begging me to fuck her raw, nothing between us, and while she’s riding me, I’d be a goddamn fool to say no.

“Got no condom, gorgeous.” I’m nearly losing my mind.

“I’m okay with that if you are.” She’s a trembling, shaking mess, staying exactly where I’m holding her, trying not to allow her to drop down further.

“You sure?” I double-check she is okay with where this is going.

“Positive,” she mewls just as my phone rings on her nightstand. I’m between a rock and a hard place. Technically, I’m not on call at the station, but because we’re short-staffed, I’ve offered to be available. Of course, this all happened before Lennon Sinclair entered my life, and now, I’m having doubts about answering my phone when I agreed to the deal in the first place.

“Gotta get that, Lennon. Hate like fuckin’ hell I’m going to lose your tight cunt wrapped around my dick, but I’m on call.” Lennon does the complete opposite of what I expect.

“No way. You stay right there. I’ll grab it for you.” She doesn’t crawl off my lap. She stays on my cock while reaching for my phone, and I somehow manage not to lose her cunt. My hand cups her tit, pinching and pulling her nipple, feeling her body jolt at the sensation.

“Like this, Lennon. A whole fucking lot,” I tell her as she brings the phone to me. I look at the screen, a war waging inside my brain on whether to answer it or not .

“Me too.” She lowers down another inch.

I answer the phone, breathing through the need to fuck my cock into her. “Hey, Kenny.” I lose Lennon’s heat the minute I say my sister’s name, and now I’m having major fucking regrets.

“Hi, um, are you busy?” Something is wrong. Kennedy doesn’t call me unless she needs help or there’s a problem. We see each other often, and she’s got no problem stopping at my place whenever she gets the notion.

“Nope, what’s wrong?” I reply, looking at my watch, noticing the time. Kennedy and Briar should be home right now

“My car overheated, and we’re stranded in the parking lot of the grocery store. I’m going to have to call for a tow, but there’s no way I’m going to put Briar in the front seat of a truck with someone I don’t know. So, if you could come grab her, I’ll stay and wait with my car.” I knife up, sliding my hand along the slope of Lennon’s hip.

“I’ll be there in fifteen. You’re not getting in a truck with a driver, and you’re not waiting for them to arrive, either, not fucking alone.” Jesus, it’s like she’s got to be Miss Independent every waking moment.

“Okay, thank you, Asher. Really, thank you. I thought it’d be a quick trip to the store for ice cream, and we’d be fine. I didn’t think my car would give me problems. She never has before.” I can hear the anxiety creeping into her voice.

“Anytime, you know that. Sit tight. We’ll be there in a few minutes.” Lennon is already moving toward her dresser, and while it sucks I’m not inside her, watching her spur into action to help take care of my sister, plus seeing her naked backside, goddamn phenomenal is what it is.

“Oh no, you’re with Lennie. I’ll call Trent or Jagger. Don’t worry about us,” Kennedy tries to placate me.

“The fuck you will. Trent is on the clock, and Jagger is out of town. Johnny is at the club tonight, Tysen is flying over God knows where, Luke has been on call for the past week at the hospital, Jude doesn’t know dick about cars, Crew is probably working his life away, and Matthew is busy.” I go down the list of friends who are more like family, making excuses for some, but mostly, I can take care of my sister with Lennon beside me.

“Fine, I’ll apologize to Lenny when I see her.” I’m about to hang up the damn phone on her crazy ass.

“You’re crazy you think Lennon doesn’t understand family needs one another from time to time. Apology or not, now, the faster I get off the phone, the faster we’ll be there. I love you, and sit tight.” I tell her while tugging on a pair of jeans.

“I love you, too.” She hangs up first, and I finish getting dressed.

“What do you need me to do?” Lennon asks me. She’s already thrown on her clothes and has her phone in hand, ready to rock and roll.

“You’re doing everything and more already.” She nods. I press a quick kiss to her lips, finish dressing, and we head out the door toward my truck. Hopefully, we’ll pick up where we left off later tonight.