Page 51 of Camera Stays On

“Andi darlin’… “ Asher’s hand moved to my shoulder, tugging at my strap. He leaned down, bringing his mouth to my shoulder and running his tongue up along my neck. His mustache tickled my skin, sending a delicious shiver through my body. “You’re so beautiful.”

The new nickname made my belly tingle, and a smile spread across my face. It was way better than Purdy ever felt.

“I feel like we should be more cautious than this,” I said with a low chuckle. My heart rate sped up as I inhaled his cologne. His warm hands explored my curves, sliding down and cupping my ass.

“Probably. I’m not sure if I really care anymore. Do you?” He reached back up, hooking his fingers under my tank top straps and bra. Our eyes caught each other as he slid both straps down, shoving my top to my waist, exposing my breasts to the cold. My nipples tightened and pebbled as the air hit them. I inhaled deeply, my eyes going to the door, waiting to see if Sawyer was going to burst through. When he didn’t, my gaze returned to Ash.

“No.”

His gaze scanned my body, a slow smile creeping onto his lips. “Good, because from this moment forward, every time it’s just you and me, it’s just you and me.”

I let his words sink in, and slowly, I nodded. He was right. Having Sawyer loom over our heads would be our downfall. While nothing had been defined just yet, if we continued to consider his brother in our decisions, it would never work.

His fingers found the button on the jeans he’d bought me that afternoon. “Your ass sure looks good in these, but your cheeks look better bare.”

My heart pumped loud and slow as Asher Delambre, my childhood best friend, my first kiss, dropped to his knees in front of me and unbuttoned my pants. He tugged the zipper down and pulled apart my fly. I swallowed hard and looked down, my mouth falling open slightly as I tried to breathe.

He stared up at me, his eyes harsh and beautiful at the same time. “You’d tell me if this was something you didn’t want to do?”

“I would,” I panted.

His hands went to my ass, squeezing once before pulling the jeans down past my thighs, my knees, and to my ankles.

“You put on the panties I bought you.” He fingered the lace, trailing over the front, following my lips. “Good girl.”

I jumped when he planted a firm, gentle kiss over the fabric, right where my clit was tucked away. Slowly—agonizingly slow—he lowered my panties and urged me to step out of them.

I stepped back and pushed my bra and top off with it. I raised my arms, encouraging him to look.

“Spread your legs,” he ordered.

I blinked, his bark pulling me from my thoughts. “What?”

He stood and grabbed my waist, lifting me and setting me on the kitchen table so briskly I didn’t even have time to protest. Asher scooted me to the edge and dropped once again to his knees, his face level with my knees.

“Spread,” he growled.

Staring into his darkened gaze, I moved my thighs apart. Suddenly, images of Sawyer bursting through the door, Jack Torrance style, filled my mind. A locked door with a chair under it would do nothing against a crazed, jealous man.

Just you and me.

Sawyer’s words just minutes ago forced those fears away, and I did my best to relax.

“You’ve got such a pretty pussy,” he muttered as he ran his hands across my sensitive skin.

“Ash, what if someone—”

He shifted closer and found my pussy wet, pleading to be touched by his tongue and tickled by his mustache.

“I don’t give a fuck anymore,” he growled as he spread my lips with his fingers and ran his tongue along my slit. “If he breaks down a door just to get to us, so be it.”

“Ash...” I moved closer to the edge of the table and fisted his hair, pulling him deeper, begging him to stop teasing me.

“I’d almost love for this to be the way he finds out. You, completely naked and pleading my name. What do you think, Andi? Wouldn’t that be satisfying?”

“No...” I closed my eyes as he dove his tongue farther, licking and lapping at my arousal, sucking on my clit. The pleasure became so high, and suddenly, my core began to ache. “He can’t find out,” I gasped.

Asher pulled back and looked up, an eyebrow raised over his darkened, lustful gaze. “What do you mean?”