I shake my head frantically. “I’m crying because I recognize I’ve been the villain all along.”
His expression tightens and so does his jaw. “Why do you keep saying shit like that?”
“Like what?”
“Like you care. Like you feel.”
“I do feel. So much, it’s suffocating.”
Something inside unlocks. A deep longing for him, his forgiveness, and his…everything.
I might not be able to fix all I’ve done in the past, but I don’t want Asher mad at me. He’s been mad for so long.
I hurt him for so long, and I want to fix that.
His T-shirt sticks to his stiff chest and shoulder muscles like a second skin. I want to relieve that stiffness.
To loosen him up.
I don’t allow myself to think twice as I fall to my knees in front of him. I taste his sandalwood scent on my tongue and feel it seep into every pore of my skin.
With a deep breath, I reach for the band of his shorts.
He grabs both my wrists in one of his hands. “What the fuck are you doing?”
I stare up at him with pleading eyes. “Let me.”
His grip tightens around my wrists as he watches me with narrowed eyes.
“You’re on your knees,” he says with some sort of awe.
While he’s still in his contemplative mode, watching me intently, I release my hand from his and pull down on his shorts.
My breath catches in my throat.
Oh, God.
He’s gone commando, and he’s already semi-hard.
A tingle crawls down my spine and to my core.
In all honesty, I don’t remember how to do this, but I’m hoping my memory will kick in like with my studies and jumping.
I let the shorts fall around his ankles and grip the base of his cock.
A grunt spills from the back of his throat, and I love how his dick jumps to attention at my mere touch.
I affect him as much as he affects me.
Scooting closer, I raise myself up as I give him one long stroke from top to bottom. He doesn’t even make an attempt to hide his groan this time.
“Fuck, Reina.” His hooded eyes focus down on me.
My heart is on my sleeve as I give him a tentative smile and lick the pre-cum dripping from the crown.
He’s throbbing and veiny. I want all of that. I want all of him.
I want him to take me and devour me, but first, I want him to loosen up. I want to change this fucked-up relationship.