Page 37 of Dirty Deadly & Mine
“Lil.”
She shoots me a dagger.
“I don’t want to hurt you, Asher. Let go of me.”
I chuckle. “You can try, but let me make this very fucking clear, Lily. I’m not leaving this room until I’ve made you come.” I lean in closer, hovering my lips over hers, our eyes locked as I speak. “I had a sample of you yesterday. There’s no going back now. So you can fight me, or give in, but either way, it’s happening.”
She parts her lips in shock at my words, before anger flashes over her expression, and she starts struggling against my hold.
When she manages to get one wrist free, I rear back, quickly grabbing at her pants, tearing them off her as she twists on the mattress and tries to crawl away. She doesn’t get far, a breathless scream leaving her lips as I slap my hand down on her knicker clad arse.
Then… she moans.
I fucking grin.
Fuck, yes. She likes that.
Gripping her ankles before she can get too far from me, I drag her back to me as she flails on her front.
“Asher, stop,” she cries, but even as she says the words, I spread her legs and lift her hips, and she presses her arse towards me.
“No,” I grunt, tearing her knickers down and off, the move making her collapse forward again.
She attempts to scramble away again, but her lower half is now naked, and there’s no way I’m not tasting her. She’s fucking mine!
“Stop,” she pants, but I ignore her, flipping her over and forcing her legs apart even as she tries to kick at me.
“Fuck, Lily. Just give in,” I snap. “I’ve waited a lifetime to get a closeup of this cunt.”
She whimpers at my declaration, our eyes meeting, and I see the moment she gives in, the fight leaving her.
“Shit, Ash,” she breathes, biting her lip and spreading those creamy thighs wider.
I want to take another look at her pussy, but her expression almost makes me let her go. She’s still struggling with this despite the fact she’s opening for me.
Part of her wants me. Part of her doesn’t. I should releaseher. Let her decide. She may decide to come to me. But what if she doesn’t? What if she’s so fucking stubborn that she fights her attraction to me, and never lets herself give in to the temptation?
No, I can’t let that happen. I need to show her what it can be like to let me worship her. Ineedher to see, tofeel, how right we are together.
Dropping my gaze from hers, I steal my first thorough look at her cunt and grin as I take in the small strip of hair pointing to my ultimate heaven.
“I see it’s true about the redheads,” I rasp, and a choked sound flies from her lips.
“Oh my God,” she cries, slapping her hands over her face, before scrambling to get away again.
Gripping her thighs nice and tight in a way that will likely leave bruises, I hold her in place, despite her continuous squirming.
“Stop, Asher,” she pleads. “We can’t do this.”
“Stop saying things you don’t mean,” I tell her. “Of course we can do this. I’m going to show you just how fucking good we can be together.”
“No!” she yells, anger contorting her face before she lurches up, taking a swing at me.
I duck it… just… pushing her back to the bed with one hand before quickly diving between her legs.
Gripping her thighs bruisingly, her scent engulfs me, and I take my first skin on skin taste of Lily Bennett’s cunt.
“No! Stop!” she cries, her hands trying to push my head away, but I’m too strong for her, and I focus on how silky she feels against my tongue as I glide it between her folds.
