by Gigi Birtie
“I owe you one Sloane.” He calls through the door; “sleep with one eye open cause I will get you back,” He laughs.
I turn on my shower and let the water warm up as I start to slowly slip out of my tattered jeans. Looking at my thigh and ass it looks like dirty hamburger. I can't believe the road can chew you up and spit you out so violently.
“Babe do you want some help with your road rash?”
Continuing to stare at the damage I think, would I want Asher taking care of me or should I send him back to the guys?
I decide to take his help, there are a few spots I just can't reach and why not tease my new boyfriend a bit.
I walk over to the door and open it as I peek off to the side. Asher is standing right there, eyes soft all signs of teasing gone.
“Could you please help me clean it up?” I ask in my sweetest voice, not baby talk but sweet and luring. Most women go so wrong with baby talk so much so it's almost creepy.
“Of course,” is all Asher can whisper out. His tone makes my knees shake and my cheeks pink. I grab him by the hand pulling him into my bathroom.
“Where is your antiseptic and cotton balls?” I grab what I need place everything on the counter for him. “Okay place your hands on the counter and stick that hot ass out for me to clean.”
A jolt goes straight to my core as soon as his words leave his beautiful full lips. I do as he says placing my hands on the counter and stick my ass out. I have a black tank top on and I still have my hot pink lace g-string panties on as well. My hair is in one thick braid that is now running down my back. I can only imagine what Asher is thinking right now. I turn around to see him and his face almost looks like he's in pain. I straighten and turn around.
“What's the matter Asher?” My hands go to his cheeks gently grabbing onto his beard.
“I'm fine babe, now turn back around so I can clean you up.”
My hands drop from his face and I pout while turning around. Asher sees my frown.
“It's nothing bad Sloane, I just hate seeing you hurt and I'm also in disbelief that this beautiful ass is now mine.”
He runs his hands over the swell of my ass and lightly squeezing causing me to moan and to stick myself out further to him.
Asher’s hand runs up to the small of my back exploring my curves then hooks his thumbs into my panties. He slowly pulls them down to my ankles. I step out of them and spread my legs, so he can have easier access to me. His rough calloused hands run back up my body careful to avoid my road rash suddenly Asher is at the apex of my thighs. With a lust filled voice he says, “bend over more I need to be able to plant my face between these sweet cheeks of yours.”
I can't believe I'm doing this as I have never been this intimate with anyone before, but I do as he asks while feeling completely exposed yet very nervous. That's when I feel his warm tongue take a lick. I gasp in surprise, but Asher's large hands hold my waist firmly in place and I grip the counter harder. His mouth dips back to my center this time sucking my clit as his nose dips into me. This is unlike any sensation I've ever experienced. I release a moan that's not so quite which seems to spur Asher on to suck harder and move his face around faster. My toes being to curl and I'm suddenly on my tip toes while I arch my back.
“Fuck Asher.” I pant out.
My hips begin to buck against Asher’s face and my knees begin to tremble.
“Let me see how you get off baby, let go for me.” Asher mumbles into me.
I've never been able to come on demand, so Asher has his work cut out for himself, but not for long once he inserts one of his long thick fingers into my pulsating core. I begin to drop to my knees, but Asher catches me like I weigh nothing and flips me gently to my back on the bathroom floor. He restarts his assault making me come over and over. This was the most intense experience I've ever had with a man and I beg for him to stop but he keeps going, drawing orgasm after orgasm from my body over and over as I whither on the bathroom floor.
Once I think I can't take anymore Asher slowly stops leaving one last kiss before he hauls me up to where I'm laying on top of him.
“I didn't mean to take you on the floor, Sloane. I'm sorry.”
I barely hear what he's saying over the ringing in my ears. I just nod my head, at this moment I could care less where this happened I'm just glad it did. If he's this skilled with his mouth I can only imagine what sleeping with him will be like.
After laying on him for a few moments longer while I regain my breath and strength I lift my head from Asher’s chest.
“Would you like me to repay the favor.” I ask and more than willing to give him as much pleasure as he just did for me.
“One day, but not right now I'm really just enjoying this moment.”
I've never had anyone talk to me so sweetly before, a strange feeling washes over me that I'm unable to understand. I plant a kiss on Asher’s lips and put my head back down to his firm chest.
After we lay there just holding each other for a little while, Asher and I get up off the floor, we hopped into the shower together and explored each other's bodies. Once we got out he cleaned up my road rash and placed a bandage on my scrape. It wasn't as big as it looked once the blood was washed away.
We spent the rest of the night in my room with a movie playing on the tv that neither of us watched. It was the calmest I've felt in a long time, something I would never get tired of.
Chapter 29
When I woke up the next morning Asher was gone, but he had left me a text saying he had to take care of some things before school starts. Which was more than fine with me, since I had to go to the DMV today and take my motorcycle test for my license. I pass only missing 2 questions. I am so excited I have to celebrate. I accomplish that by going out and buying my first bike. I had found what I was looking for online and had it all set up to go look at it. My friend Roland meets me there to make sure it was all in working order. Once we are done haggling with the owner over the price I was now a new owner of a Harley Davidson sportster 1200! It is a sleek black with a king and queen seat giving it a look of a nineteen seventies style chopper. Roland and I load it up in his truck to take it to his shop, so he could paint it and do a few upgrades for me, making it the dream motorcycle I've always wanted.
“I should have it all set for you in about a week.” Roland informs me.
I pull out the cash we agreed on in what it would take to finish it up.
“Now remember you have creative control Roland, but no girlie colors please.” I whine.
If he paints my bike pink I will kick his ass.
He laughs at my remark and puts his hands up in a surrender.
“Don't worry I don't want my friend looking like an idiot out on the streets.” He remarks. “Did you want to go for a scoot before I start?”
“I wish but I don't have anything set up yet like insurance or registration, so I'll wait to be on the up and up.” Damn that was hard to say, but I have to be responsible. The last thing I need was having my new bike impounded before I really got to enjoy it.
Roland just looks at me crazy and nods.
“So, I heard something about you today.”
“Oh yeah? Do I want to know?” I ask.
“Depends, I heard you're dating Asher Easton.” He lets Asher’s name hang heavy between us.
“What?” I sputter out.
“Yeah was that not true?” Roland asks.
“Damn, how did that get out so fast? We just decided last night.”
“One of my friends was at your house last night and he said Asher went in your room and never came out. I know you're not the type of girl who sleeps around, so I set him straight and said it was probably more than just a hook up.” Roland smiles wide. “Good to see I was right and still know you well.” He chuckles a throaty laugh.
“Well, yeah like I would change that quick since the last time you saw me.” I laugh.
“Alright well did you want to hang out while I take apart your bike or did you
need to take off?”
I thought about it for a moment before responding.
“I'm supposed to go to some party tonight with Asher, but I can hang out and help for a bit.”
Helping meant me handing Roland beers while he works.
This time he had me getting dirty as we took the tins off the bike. We had been at it for a couple of hours, before I realize the time and need to go home and get washed up. After saying our goodbyes, I left to race home.
I haven't heard from Asher all day, but he had relayed a message to Reese letting me know to be ready by eight pm which that information was given to me at seven thirty. There was no way I would be ready in time.
Standing in my bathroom blow drying my hair while just wearing my black bra and g-string panties Asher walks in without knocking.
“Fuck, you're not ready?” Asher says in a bitchy tone.
“I just got your message thirty minutes ago. I'm rushing as fast as I can I promise.” I say as I continue to get ready.
A lazy smile graces Asher’s face causing me to pause what I'm doing.
“What?” I ask putting my hands on the curve of my waist.
“I'm just thinking maybe a night in would be better.” He licks his full lips as his eyes roam my body.
“Fine by me there are certain people I wouldn't mind not seeing tonight.” I pout.
I'm not thrilled knowing Dane and Moxie could be there. Though Dane and I agreed to be friends I know that's easier said than done.
“Don't worry about Dane and Moxie babe, they won't be causing you any problems. I won't let you out of my sight. That and you know Reese won't be having any of that either.”
Speaking of Reese, he hasn't said anything about me and Asher now dating I wonder if he cares.
“Have you said anything to Reese about us?” I ask.
“I'm sure I told you that I already talked to him about my feelings for you. He seemed fine with it.”
I can't remember if we had this conversation or not, but as long as Reese is all good with us that's all that matters. The last thing I need is for him pulling the big brother card and putting on the breaks of whatever me and Asher are starting here.
“Okay, well that's all I need to know.” I laugh. “Now let me finish getting ready, or we really won't make it.” I push him towards the door, but his solid frame is like pushing at a brick wall. He picks me up and plants a kiss on my lips making my stomach flutter. His tongue slides across my lips wanting access, of course I eagerly let him in, as we explore each other. I moan as his hands grip my ass pressing me against his growing erection.
“Asher.” I moan against his lips.
His assault on my mouth speeds up, as if moaning his name spurs him on. When really I need to finish getting ready, but how do I stop when all I want is more of him all over and in me.
Asher finally pulls away, setting me down on my feet. He lightly pecks my lips over and over before stepping all the way back.
“I'm going to need a few days to be buried deep in you, once we get there.”
I have no doubt I'm going to need the same. I may just break tonight and claim him as mine in every way after the party. To hell with waiting.
Swatting at his muscular arms, Asher leaves me to finish up.
An hour later I come bouncing out of my room dressed to kill. I don't normally wear dresses, but I felt like looking good for Asher, and once I come into view the whole room hushes and eyes are all on me.
I look down to my black lace dress that is rather short, it stops just five inches under my ass showing off my long tan shapely legs. My hair is down and curled into loose waves while pinned on one side. I walk further into the room and catch Asher’s bulging eyes, his mouth is hanging open, and by the looks of it stunned speechless. I mentally pat myself on the back for buying this dress.
I give Asher a fake pout.
“You don't like what I'm wearing?” I look down just to make sure I'm all tucked in my dress and none of my lady bits have slipped free.
Asher snaps out of his stupor and crosses the room in three quick steps.
“You can't wear this out,” he whines.
“Why not?” This isn't what I thought he’d say at all.
“You're going to have all eyes on you and I'll end up punching some idiot out for making some stupid remark.”
I never thought of that lowering my voice. “It's just a dress and I feel pretty.” I hang my hand ready to go change.
After seeing the hurt flash across my face, Asher relents and pulls me close to his firm chest.
“You will not leave my side all night. I don't want to worry about you being alone walking around like a sex kitten with no protection,” he sighs. “Guys are assholes Sloane, they'll always try to grab at what's not theirs.”
I hadn't thought of that. Guys never grab at me, so this is still the most action I've had in years, it's all relatively new to me. If I stay by Asher’s side no one in their right mind would mess with this very tall, yet very muscular man. Which is fine by me, I don't want to leave his side or take my hands off him.
Once everyone was ready we load up into Asher’s Range Rover and make our way to the party on Fraternity Way where more than half the student population lives.
This is my first time going out in Asher’s world where I'll meet all his teammates and people he goes to school with. I'm bit nervous yet excited to see what it will be like.
Once we park at the house where the party is, I see people everywhere. Red solo cups seem to be in everyone's hands, music is blasting through the dark night and we all head through to the back of the house where there is a fire pit going with people standing around it, while they talk and drink.
Asher had his hand laced with mine as he walks me over to one of the kegs.
“Asher damn it's about time you came out to party with us.” A tall man slaps him on the back handing him over a beer. Right away he hands it to me and asks the guy for one more.
His friend looks at me with his mouth open as his eyes roam my body.
“Hey eyes over here Van and stop eye fucking my girlfriend,” he laughs as he calls his buddy out.
Quickly he looks away from me and mumbles an apology, while handing Asher a beer.
“Girlfriend huh?”
“Yeah so hands and eyes off my girl,” all joking has left as he informs Van.
“Aren't you Reese's sister?” He asks.
I just smile and nod.
“Well damn, I'm surprised after that whole Dane thing he'd even allow another guy to date his sister.”
I bow my head not even wanting to debate all that, so I just turn to leave so I can stand somewhere else. As I do I hear a smack.
“Hey what was that for?” Van calls out.
I can only assume Asher smacked him as I turned and saw Van rubbing his arm.
Smiling up at Asher we move through the party with ease. Though its packed, people move out of the way once they see who's making their way through the crowd. We ended up in the poolroom as most of the guys from the football team are playing and hanging out with their girlfriends. Asher was in the middle of a game when I need to go use the restroom again which was just down the hall.
I decide not to interrupt him as he looks like he's having a great time laughing and joking around. He's accompanied me twice already and I'm already over being escorted to take a piss.
Once I'm done using the bathroom the door sticks and I stumble out into the hall right into Dane and Moxie. Dane's arms instantly steady me helping me right myself. My stomach drops as I realize it's him. We may have parted as friends. but it still hurts to see him standing here with Moxie.
“Sorry I didn't mean to stumble into anyone.” I say softly keeping my eyes down.
Dane's hands are still on my waist as Moxie clears her throat. He drops his hands to release me and takes a step back.
“Fuck is that you Sloane?”
He's never seen me dressed up like this before.
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p; “Yep.” I say popping the P. I go to walk around them, but his hand comes out to me again.
“What are you doing here?” Moxie asks with distain.
“Well Reese and my new boyfriend wanted me to come.” I smile widely at saying boyfriend.
“Who's your new boyfriend,” they both ask at the same time. Dane looking hurt, while Moxie looking bitter.
“Asher Easton.” I simply say with a shrug.
“No fucking way.” Moxie spits out.
“What?” I ask, “he's a great guy and he is amazing why wouldn't I be with him?” It wasn't a question more like a statement. “Now if you would be so kind to let go of my arm Dane, I would like to get back to Asher.” I look down to where he has a hold on me again.
Moxie slaps Dane's hand from my arm and I just smile as I try to walk away.
“Don't get to comfortable Sloane, Asher isn't known for holding onto a girlfriend very long.” Dane calls out.
I turn back around pinning Dane with the squint down stare. “Well he's out lasted you, so I think we’ll be fine, that and he genuinely cares about me unlike what you did.” I huff.
I know it was a brat thing to say, but he started it. Shit I thought we were supposed to be friends. Sadly, nothing feels friendly here. I continue my way back to Asher, but I only get two steps in before I see he's standing right there at the end of the hall watching my exchange with Dane and Moxie.
Asher closes the distance to wrap an arm around my waist kisses me on the cheek and leads me back to the pool room.
Once out of ear shot of everyone, Asher lowers his lips to my ear, “I thought I said to get me anytime you needed to use the restroom?”
“I know but you looked like you were having a good time and I didn't want to pull you away again, so I can pee.” I pout.
“Yeah, I understand babe. I just want to make sure that my girlfriend, that's you, is always protected”
I melt into Asher’s firm chest and rest my forehead there as I take a deep unsteady breath.
“You can't be with me every second of the day.” I sigh wishing that he could. “I'm a big girl Asher, I can definitely hold my own.”