Page 97 of Billionaire Unbroken - Asher
Honestly, I secretly loved the way he insisted that I kiss him.
It was sweet, and when he insisted, it generally had nothing to do with sex and everything to do with affection.
I adored that playfulness in Asher.
“Let’s go,” he said after we’d finished that kiss. “We won’t have long for that shower.”
“I’m not sure I can get up,” I told him, only half joking.
My legs were still weak.
He rose and motioned me to the side of the bed.
Once I moved, he picked me up so I could wrap my legs around his waist.
“I can make it,” I told him with a laugh.
“No need,” he said as he squeezed the cheeks of my ass. “Did you really think that I was going to miss the chance to grope your gorgeous ass?”
God, I loved this man so damn much.
He made me feel so many things I’d never felt before.
He made me feel wanted.
He made me feel desired.
He made me feel like I was talented and smart.
And having a man like Asher was intoxicating.
We were so happy together that it was almost scary.
Maybe I was living in a bubble, but if that was true, I hoped it never burst.
I wanted to savor everything I’d missed in my life for as long as I possibly could.
Sierra
“Are you absolutely sure you’re okay with this?” I asked Asher as we stood on the very crowded Congress Avenue Bridge the following evening.
I was thinking it might have been better to rent a kayak or something than to be standing on a crowded bridge.
The evening was pleasantly warm, even though it was fall in Austin.
Both of us were wearing light jackets, but it wasn’t exactly cool at the moment.
Asher told me that would change as soon as the sun set.
“I’m good,” Asher replied as he pulled me back against him and positioned us so we were facing east.
We were waiting for the night flight of hundreds of thousands of bats as they left the shelter of the bridge to seek out food.
The city of Austin coexisted well with the bats since they kept the insect population at bay during the warmer months.
The bridge design was a perfect bat cave for the Mexican free-tailed bats, and the nighttime show of them leaving that makeshift cave was supposed to be spectacular.
The bats would leave their summer home soon, and I was happy that we were going to see what would probably be one of their last flights of the year.
