18. Asher

18

ASHER

W e made it to my sister and Briar in record time. When the girls were all introduced to one another, my niece took a liking to Lennon in half a second, and Kennedy did the same. We stood and talked for a few minutes, then Lennon suggested while I waited for the tow truck driver, they go into the grocery store and pick up what they originally came for: ice cream. While they were inside, the driver pulled up, and I directed him to drop her car off at our parents’ place. Ken, our stepdad, owned a mechanic shop at one time. He still has a setup in the backyard, and a quick text message stated we’d look at it tomorrow. He and Mom would be up to direct the tow where to go.

We got Kennedy and Briar settled into their apartment while I tried to be a better person by not stating if she’d allow us to help, she’d live in a safer area. Her place itself isn’t bad; the inside is clean and decorated. It’s the lack of security, the fact people can come and go all hours of the day and night, plus the playground area is absolute shit.

“My place or yours?” Lennon asks as I put my truck in Park in my driveway.

“Yours. You have work tomorrow. We’re gonna finish what we started.”

“Asher.” The overhead lights show me Lennon likes that idea. I reach for the door, well aware of the fact that if I so much as put my hands on her before we’re behind closed doors, I’ll be taking her where anyone could see, and there’s no way I’ll allow that to happen.

I hop out of the truck, make my way around the front, and open Lennon’s door. She places her hand in mine. “Like the way you say my name, gorgeous. I like it a whole lot. I’ll like it even better when you’re flat on your back and my cock is deep inside you,” I murmur into her ear as we walk across the lawn. Lennon is attempting to take the keys out of her bag, and since it’s dark, I can feel instead of see the effects my words have on her.

A sigh leaves her pretty mouth, her body sinks into mine, and as soon as she finds her keys, I take them from her. We’re up the front porch steps, I’m sliding the key in the lock, and she’s turning around to plaster our fronts together. She’s on the tips of her toes, reaching for my mouth but getting my throat instead.

“Lennon.” The key slides home, a twist of the knob, and we’re inside. I do what needs to be done, assuring the door is closed and locked. Then my hand slides down her back and lands between her legs, and I lift her up with one hand while cupping her cheek with the other. My mouth attaches to hers, and managing to keep my eyes open while walking to her room takes an act of fucking God. The first time I have her slick cunt wrapped around me won’t be up against the wall. I want her spread out. The taste I got earlier will never be enough. I’m going to want to eat, live, and breathe while being inside Lennon.

“I need you.” The admission rolls off her tongue at the same time we make it inside her bedroom. The last thing I want to do is let her go, especially when I can feel her heat through the thin leggings she’s wearing. My woman is fucking soaked.

“Fuckin’ need you, too.” She slides down the length of my body, and I don’t have to say a single word. Lennon is taking her clothes off as fast she can. If I don’t get with the program, she’ll be waiting on me. I crowd her space once we’re both stripped down to bare skin.

“I want you flat on your back.” Lennon walks backward with each step I take forward.

“Like this?” She falls backward, feet planted on the mattress and spread wide.

“Fuck me, exactly like that.” I wrap my hand around my cock, slowly working myself up and down. The need to get inside her is overwhelming every sense I’m feeling. I reluctantly let my length go and reach for her hips, dragging her to the edge of the bed. My cock bobs up and down, flexing when I pull her scent into my lungs.

“Asher.” The tips of my fingers slide down the length of her legs, starting from the seam of her thighs and pussy. I watch as a shiver rolls through her body. Her breath comes out in a pant, her nipples are hard points, a slight sheen of sweat coats her body, and her eyes… Fuckin’ hell, they’re a sea of desire.

“Right here, Lennon, and I’m not goin’ anywhere.” I grasp her ankles and lift her legs in the air, spreading them in wide a V-shape. “Grab my cock, gorgeous, guide me in.” The minute her fingers wrap around me, holding me like only she can, “Jesus, fuck,” my head tips back and my hips rock forward.

“Asher, more, please more.” Damn, she begs prettily.

“Giving you one last chance.” I’m notched right inside her.

“What, why?” she asks.

“I’m inside you bare, gorgeous. Fuckin’ love the way you feel, but I’m at your mercy. The choice is yours. I’ll still get you off with my mouth or fingers, whatever you want. I’m yours.” I slide out the slightest bit, giving her one last chance, waiting for her to answer.

“I don’t want you to stop. I damn sure don’t want you to pull out. You heard what I told you, and honestly, it’s up to you.” She tightens around the tip of my dick. I watch as her body ripples. Whether it’s with desire or feeling me inside of her, I’ve got no fucking clue. All I know is she’s giving me the best goddamn green light I’ve ever received.

“I’m taking you bare, Lennon.” I pull back a small bit and then slam my hips until I’m seated deep inside her. “Fuck, never felt anything better, never want to leave, never going to leave. I’m going to be buried inside you night and day.” I hold myself steady, waiting for her to adjust to me filling her so full she lets out a small whimper. Lennon told me it had been a while, like a long while, before her divorce. She self- isolated until it became too much to bear and then took off. Her toys aren’t nearly the girth of what I’m working with. Another admission of hers; I’m not that much of a dick that I’d go through her things, but I do know where they are. My woman likes to talk, and I more than enjoy listening to her.

“Holy shit.” She lifts up to her elbows.

“Hot as fuck, gorgeous.” I meet her eyes after seeing all her bare wet flesh surrounding my dick. “Look at us.” Staying still takes a whole lot of restraint, but the way her cunt is clamping down on my dick, I’d say she’s still adjusting.

“I wanna see.” She looks down, her breath hitching, tits shaking, and finally, her pussy lets up just the tiniest bit. I swivel my hips, grinding down on her clit, and slowly back out of her, but not all the way. There’s a slight tinge of red painting my dick. Either she started her period or hasn’t had sex in so long I’ve hit her that fucking deep. I did that, bottomed out inside of her, stretching her unused muscles, and it doesn’t matter which reason it is, I’m taking that as a win. Regardless the reason, I’m not stopping, I’m not ever fucking stopping.

“Look your fill,” I groan. The push and pull of our bodies together is making it hard to keep fucking my dick in and out of her tight body. I grit my teeth, feeling sweat drip from the nape of my neck down my spine.

“Is that?” She stops for a minute. My gaze and body are so in tune with hers I already know what her question is going to be.

“Yep, gonna keep fucking you raw, too.” I make good on my promise, working us up, getting into a steady rhythm, watching the subtle changes sweep over her. No longer is she concerned. Lennon only cares about chasing that high I’m aiming at giving her. I pull all the way out and slide home, over and over again. My balls draw tight, her stomach flexes, and she’s unable to hold herself up. Instead, her hands cup her tits, tweaking her nipples, and between the way she looks and feels, there’s no way I’m going to last much longer.

“Next time, I want to do this in front of a mirror.” That does it. She wants to watch. Never in my damn life did I think I’d meet the woman who completes me, like a match to a goddamn flame.

“Fuck yeah.” I keep pistoning my hips, looking for the signs that she’s getting hers beside her pussy trying to choke the hell of out my cock. My hands tighten round her ankles as I grip her tighter. Damn, I feel like I can’t get deep enough. I move them until the back of her thighs are on my shoulders, hands going to her hips, holding her steady and sinking further inside her. I’m sure she’ll have my handprints all along her body by the time our night is over. I’ll be salivating at the thought, let alone seeing them the next day.

“Asher.” Her voice catches, her eyes close, head tossing from one side to the other, and she’s coming on my dick.

“Goddamn, you’re sucking the cum out of my cock, Lennon.” I grunt with each inward and outward movement of my hips. While her orgasm catches on, she takes me right along with her. It seems we’re both having a fuck of a lot of firsts tonight.

“I need you.” Her hands reach out toward my body, and while I fuck us through getting off, I drop my weight to hers. My mouth attaches to hers, and she wraps her arms and legs around me, tighter than ever before. My tongue slides along hers, she’s chasing, and I’m busy catching her, like I always fucking will.

“I’ll always need you,” I say once we catch our breath. “Gonna need you again before the night is through.” I should pull out of her, grab a wet washcloth and clean her up, but there’s something about being inside of her that I’m enjoying entirely too much.

“That’s good because I don’t think one time will be nearly enough.” She nips at my chin, and she’s right—once won’t do it.

“Fuck yes. Give me a few minutes, and we’ll work on that.” I wrap my arms beneath her body and hold her tight. One thing’s for certain: I’m never letting Lennon go.