Asher

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Jesus. Fuck. I still, then thrust again, my h*ps snapping. It’s as if my body’s trying to turn itself inside out. I come and come for what feels like forever.
I fall on top of Audrey, all the strength going out of my arms. I pant, doing my best to suck air into my starved lungs and blink the dark spots from my vision. Oh god, I can’t remember ever coming so hard. Ever feeling so good.
I finally manage to roll to her side, a little bit of worry making its niggling way back into my head. What if she’s wrong? What if I did hurt her? What if she hasn’t had a good time?
She presses her amazing n*ked body to mine and strokes the hair out of my eyes. “That was great.”
I chuckle, then, relieved, and draw her in for a kiss. “You wanted to see me lose control?”
She blushes. “I liked that.”
Oh f**k, she’s too much. “Why?”
She gets that serious look again that makes me want to kiss her senseless. “I don’t want you afraid all the time that you’ll hurt me. I wanted you to let go; to trust me. Trust yourself.”
I swallow hard. This girl can see right through me. She takes everything bad in my life and makes it good.
And she’s mine.