I curled my fingers in his belt and held his gaze as I opened the buckle. The clink was the sound of my last wall crumbling. Gripping his zipper, I pulled it slowly down, terrified and aroused. Then I paused.
Asher bent low, his mouth brushing my ear. “ You are playing with fire.”
Forcing down my nerves, I turned my face, bringing my own lips to his ear. I kissed his ear and then trailed my tongue over the rim. He exhaled and pulled back so he could look at my face, and the look in his eyes, almost made my knees buckle. For a second, I had him. But Asher wouldn’t be Asher if he didn’t know how to take his power back.
He grabbed his pants and pulled them down together with his boxers. His erection sprang free, and Asher braced himself against the wall with his hands on either side of my
