Page 56 of Billionaire Unbroken - Asher
I wasn’t, not for one moment, afraid that Asher would hurt me, not even with a reflexive reaction.
My body tensed, more afraid of me hurting him than of him hurting me.
He reached down, took my hands, and placed them on his chest. “Touch. Me,” he growled.
“Asher,” I said on a breathless moan as my palms slid down his wet, taut body.
His muscles were tight, but I didn’t think it was revulsion that he was feeling.
“You’re such a beautiful man,” I told him, my voice awed as my hands explored his six-pack abs.
I went slowly, letting him get used to my touch.
I made my way back up his body and ran my hands over his powerful biceps.
“Okay?” I said in a hesitant voice.
“More than okay,” he said in an aroused male voice that sent chills down my spine.
He wants this. He really wants me to touch him.
Not only did he want it, but it turned him on, too.
Something somersaulted in my belly, and I finally wrapped my arms around his neck.
This gorgeous man trusted me enough to let me touch him, and it was the most incredible gift I’d ever been given.
I let out a long sigh that I felt in my entire body as Asher ran his hands up my body until he was cupping my breasts.
“Perfect,” he said as he pinched my nipples just hard enough to make my core clench viciously. “I don’t know what scarsyou have, sweetheart, but you’ll never be anything other than flawless to me.”
I sucked in a sharp breath, every nerve in my body firing as he toyed with my breasts.
“Same,” I panted, my body catching fire as Asher brushed one of his hands down my body until he could slip his fingers between my trembling thighs.
I shuddered as his fingers slid through my wet heat.
Nothing could ever make this man less desirable to me, either.
Never.
I startled when Asher slammed his hand down on the water control and turned it off. “I think the hot tub chemicals are gone,” he said in a guttural voice as he tugged me out of the shower.
“You’re wet,” he informed me as he grabbed a towel and started to dry our bodies. “I want to taste that gorgeous pussy. Now.”
“What?” I squeaked.
The room was almost completely dark, but I could still feel his eyes on me.
“You heard me,” he replied. “My head between your beautiful thighs right now until you’re screaming my name in a damn blissful orgasm.”
My core spasmed in agreement, but I sputtered, “You c-can’t. I c-can’t.”
“Oh, you can, gorgeous,” he said with amusement in his voice as he picked me up and carried me to his bed. He switched off the lamp as soon as he got to the bed. “And Idefinitelycan. I’ve fucking fantasized about it enough times.”
I let out a tense breath as he lowered my body onto the sheets.
Relax, Sierra. This man is like nothing you’ve ever experienced before. You can’t compare him to anyone else. He’s not going to hurt you.
