Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 49294 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49294 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
“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.
19
LENNIE
“What are you doing here? I thought you were working?” I’m sitting at the front desk during my lunch break waiting for Luke’s nurse to call me back when Asher walks through the sliding glass doors. He’s stayed on me about this appointment from the time I said anything, going as far as to stating that he’d talk to Luke himself. Absolutely not. A few days later, I finally found the gumption to make the appointment. Having to set the date when my health insurance kicks in was the only kicker. Luke somehow managed to find out I was on the schedule, and he moved my appointment date up and told human resources to push my insurance paperwork through. Which is where we are now, my appointment being a whole two weeks earlier than expected.
“Lunch break.” He saunters up toward the counter. My eyes are solely focused on his. We’ve been together for a few weeks, settling in and learning the ins and outs of one another. There’ve been some hitches along the way, mainly after I’ve had an appointment with my therapist where I had to divulge and then digest what we discussed. I tried to hide myself away in the dark, but Asher would be my light at the end of the tunnel. He held me until I came out of what I like to call my fog. He doesn’t ask questions, he doesn’t push, and he doesn’t prod.
“Shewww, girl, you hooked a good one. You are going to give the people in Whispering Oaks and all of Oak View something to talk about,” the other receptionist, Kelly, says beside me. She’s not wrong. Word travels fast, and with a group as big as Asher’s, everyone knew after the night we rescued Kennedy and Briar.
I’m unable to respond, mainly because Asher is walking around the counter and his lips are landing on mine in a soft kiss. The slight slip of his tongue along my lips has me wanting more. Too bad someone clearing their throat interrupts us, which is probably for the better since this is my place of employment.
“Lennon, Asher, you ready?” Luke caught us red-handed. I can feel the heat creep from my chest to my cheeks.
“Yep, just saying hello to my woman.” His hand reaches for mine, and he helps me up from my seat while his other shakes Luke’s.
“You just saw her four hours ago. Come on. You’re going to ruin my appetite if I have to watch much more.” From what I’ve heard and seen so far, this is the guys’ love language, giving one another shit.
“Not my fault you haven’t found a woman of your own and you’re staring at us,” Asher throws back. I’m just glad the office requested my files from the last gynecologist I visited before my divorce went through. I knew once the divorce was filed, I’d lose my health insurance, and sure enough, I did. My last job didn’t come with any type of perks that I have here, and even Zach’s insurance didn’t cover what my job does now.