I’m a smart girl who’s capable of many things, but practicing restraint around Asher Reed isn’t one of them.
When I drop to my knees on the bathroom floor right in front of him, his lips part on a shaky breath, which quickly becomes a stuttered moan when I wrap my hand around him. To answer Aubree’s question, Asher doesn’t disappoint in the endowment department. There’s a lot of him, and I’m eager to please every solid inch.
From the moment I saw him on the beach this morning, his blond hair wet and tousled with sea water, biceps flexing as he lugged that surfboard up the shoreline, I knew what I wanted. Him. Like this. Stripped down and fully at my disposal. And just a few short hours later, that’s exactly what I have, and I don’t even know where to start. I’m greedy, and Asher offers s
