His Absolute Authority: A Scandalous Billionaire Love Story (Jessika, #3) (3 page)

I squirmed more in his grasp, trying to force him into action.  I lifted myself up on my toes, hoping that by doing that I could get his hand on my stomach to go just a little bit lower, but, no.  He moved up with me.  I tried to shift and dance to the side whenever his thumb nearly grazed my nipple, but he denied me that, too.

After awhile, I was too caught up and distracted to think of anything except squirming and writhing and trying to get him to touch me more.  I didn't understand why he wouldn't!  I was practically begging him.

Fine, I would actually beg him.  It wasn't beneath me to do so.  I'd do it gladly if he'd just... "Asher," I whimpered.  "Please?"

In one swift motion, he moved his hand lower and cupped my sex.  Two of his fingers dipped inside of me unceremoniously.

"You're so wet," he said, whispering into my ear.  "I thought you said we were in a hurry."

"We
are
in a hurry!" I protested feebly.

"Put your palms on the shower wall in front of you," he said, ignoring me.  "Lean forward and spread your legs."

I did what he said as quickly as possible.  We were in a hurry afterall.  Right?  I should hurry and do it.

I knew he was erect and ready, because I felt his twitching cock pressing against my butt before, so I thought we could just begin and end this shortly and then hurry, and...

Except, no.

Something was inside of me now, but it wasn't Asher's cock.  It still felt wonderful, and I gasped in surprise at my sudden fullness, but it definitely wasn't Asher's cock.

"What are you...?"

He pushed in further until two tiny rabbit ears tapped against either side of my clit.  A fraction of a second later, the entire sex toy came to life inside me.  The ears buzzed and vibrated on the lowest setting.  My knees started to shake and buckle.  I wasn't expecting this, but wow, I liked it.  I hadn't ever used this toy in this position, and I hadn't used it in uh... over a year?  I didn't know why I stopped.  Or, I knew why, because I had Asher, but apparently I could have both?

Inside me, the shaft of the vibrator moved in small circles.  The rings of pearls near the base started spinning, too, teasing and massaging at the entrance of my pussy.  This... this was good.

Asher held it in me and then came up behind me again.  He wrapped his free hand around my stomach, holding me close.

"How do you like it?" he asked.  "In, like this, or...?"

He pulled it out of me slowly, moving the vibrating ears away from my clit.  Before he removed it entirely, he pressed it back inside of me.  All the while, the gently circling shaft moved in me, side to side, up and down.

"I... I like it in," I said.  "Just in.  I like the ears and the feeling of it inside me just like that.  You don't have to move it."

"Just like this?" he asked.

He held it there perfectly in place.  My body started to buzz, gaining rhythm with the vibrations from the sex toy.  "Yes, like that."

It felt... different.  That was the only way I could think to describe it.  I loved having sex with Asher, but his cock didn't vibrate, you know?  Also, while he was very good at knowing how to give me pleasure, this was just something else entirely.  Vibrations and spinning and constant fullness mixed with the buzzing stimulation alongside my clit.

"Asher, I'm really excited," I said.  "I mean, really really excited.  I'm not... I don't think it's going to be much..."

Longer.  That's what I was going to say, except I lost my train of thought.  My palms pressed hard against the back wall of the shower.  I squeezed my fingertips against the slick, wet tiles of the shower wall.  I wanted more.  Biting my bottom lip, I pushed my hips back against the sex toy.  Asher held it tight in place and pushed it hard against me just as I pushed back.  I could feel his throbbing cock twitching and slapping against the back of my thighs and my butt.

Oh, I wanted it.  I wanted his cock and the toy and...

The toy started to die down.  It was only on the lowest setting to begin with, but I hadn't used it in forever, so the newfound sensation and excitement of the situation was more than enough for it to do a wonderful job, except it started to falter and slow, until it stopped altogether.

Um... why?  I was close!  I was close to orgasm and I really liked that, except apparently not.

"Asher," I said, frantic.  I didn't think I'd ever been more panicked about an impending orgasm in my life.  "I think the batteries died."

"Fuck," he said.

Yes, well, fuck.  That's exactly what I was thinking, too.

He eased the toy out of me.  I didn't know what to do.  What were we going to do?  I needed this.  Yes, we were in a hurry, but he'd started something and I kind of wanted him to finish it, and...

He thrust hard into me, filling me completely.  I took a deep breath and held it, forgetting to exhale.  Asher pulled out of me, then thrust back in.  He was behind me, forcing me forward with each thrust.  Water from the shower continued to splash around us, oblivious to our sexual desires.  I still had soap on my body.  Some of it had rinsed off naturally, but not all of it.  I had soap on my breasts and the front of my stomach and...

"Hard, please, fast," I said.  "Asher, please, please, please."

He kissed the back of my neck, grinning.  "What do you want?" he asked.

"I was so close," I answered.  "Asher, I was so close.  So, so close."

"Jessika," he said with a growl.  "What do you want?  Tell me."

"I want to cum," I said.  "Please.  Asher, I want to.  You, too.  I want you to, also, but I really want to.  Please, please, make me cum."

He pounded hard into me, then pulled out and thrust in even harder the next time.  I thought we were going to slip and fall, except my bath mat was apparently exceptional.  It really did give us some great footing.  I thought about that for all of half a second before returning to the task at hand.

"Play with yourself," he said, growling his command.  While he held my hip with one hand, pushing into me with timed, even thrusts, he used his other hand to guide my fingers towards my clit.

I accepted his command without thinking.  My fingers teased and rubbed roughly against my pleasure pearl, coaxing my orgasm closer with each frantic touch.

Once he had me doing that, he used his free hand to grab and grope one of my breasts.  He squeezed it hard in his hand like before, but this time he didn't neglect my nipple.  He pinched it tight, then let it loose, rolling it between his fingertips.

"Soon," I said.  "I can feel it.  Soon, Asher."

My body tensed.  We had sex like this a lot, and I knew exactly what to do.  My knees bent slightly, almost buckling, but I braced myself between Asher's steadfast body, his rock hard cock, and the shower wall.  I pushed back against him with my hips all while I pushed forward with one hand, rubbing and stroking my clit faster and faster with my other hand.

When I closed my eyes, the shower around us sounded like the fast pitterpatter of raindrops.  That was sort of how I felt, too.  Like rain falling into a river, except at the end of this river was a gigantic waterfall.  I was going faster and faster towards it.  I could hear the rush, feel the power of the torrents, and then...

I went over the edge.  My body spasmed.  I managed to continue rubbing my clit for a few seconds more, but then it became too much.  Asher kept pounding and thrusting into me as my climax overtook me.  My knees trembled, but I somehow forced myself to stand.  My legs kept shaking on their own, though.  My entire body quivered and I clenched hard against Asher's shaft, feeling shots of pleasure coursing through me with each of his pistoned thrusts.

I couldn't bear this much longer.  At home, we had more than enough room to just collapse onto the shower floor.  We didn't have that here.  I desperately wanted it, though.  I needed to... to lay down or sit or...

Asher pulled out of me and spun me around so that we were facing one another.  Swift and confident, he lifted me up and lowered me to the bottom of the tub.  My back pressed against the grip of the bathmat, and before I knew it we were going again.

My orgasm had slowed and faltered, but everything still felt wonderfully nice.  It felt doubly nice when Asher wrapped my legs around his hips and pushed his cock deep inside of me again.  We were laying down now, so I didn't have to worry about falling or standing.  This was good and bad.

Good, because I wouldn't fall...

Bad, because it gave Asher a lot more force and leverage to thrust.  He pounded hard into me, seesawing back and forth.  My quieting orgasm roared back to life.  I squeezed and clutched against his cock, feeling jolts of erratic pleasure.  The sensation deepened, pushing further inside of me, moving to some place deep within my core.  Then in a rush, it exploded again.  I trembled and squirmed beneath him, but I didn't have anywhere to move or go.  I was trapped beneath Asher, locked within the confines of my old apartment's bathtub.

I loved it.  Sometimes Asher and I played bedroom games with ropes and bindings, and this was kind of like that, except not quite.  I felt bound and confined, but in a different sort of way.  Tight and safe, orgasmic and giddy, just Asher and I, together.

He pushed deep into me one final time before letting out a rough and rugged, lusty moan.  His cock twitched and throbbed as he released his seed inside me.  His cum filled me, splashing hard against my furthest depths.  Asher collapsed atop me and I smiled and held him close.

"Stay in me for a little while," I said.  "I think that'll help.  For pregnancy, I mean.  Maybe it will?"

To be honest, I just didn't want him to go away.  I wanted to feel this close to him forever.  Emotionally, I always did, but I loved when we could be this way physically, too.

He kissed my cheek and then my nose and then my lips.  I kissed him back, smiling at him, feeling a rush of happiness.  This was so fun and nice.  I liked being alone with Asher, just us, without any of the crazy additions we'd somehow added to our lives recently.  No harassment, no one ransacking my office, no sex tape scandals, no threats of nude pictures.  None of that.  It was just us, together, loving one another and trying to build a family.

I knew we couldn't stay here forever, but we could stay here for now.

Sort of.  Elise was coming.  She'd called me crying and in obvious emotional pain.  She'd be here soon.  We were supposed to be hurrying, but... that didn't go so well.

She wasn't here yet, though.  We still had some time.  I ran my fingers through Asher's wet hair and I kissed him with all of the love and adoration I felt at that very moment.  We lay like that for a second, then more seconds, until finally a minute or two must have passed.

"We need to get up," I said.  "You've distracted me enough, Mr. Landseer."

"You'll always distract me," he said.  "Promise me we won't change, alright?  We're going to have a baby, Jessika.  I know we will.  I still want to do things like this with you after that, though.  I don't want to stop."

"Of course we won't change," I said.  "It might be a little hard sometimes, but I think we can do it."

"I think we can, too," he said.  Then, with a smirk, he added, "You make
me
a little hard sometimes."

"A little?" I asked, giggling.  "Only sometimes?"

"A lot.  All the time."

"Good," I said.  "Now we need to get up and hurry and actually finish showering.  We need to be there for Elise, too.  As much as I enjoy it, we can't just have sex all the time."

"No," he said.  "I agree.  Some days I just want to lock both of us in a room and see how many times we can do it before we're too tired to keep going, though."

"I think we should try that," I said, laughing.  "Let's try it soon?  I mean, um... not too soon.  Not tomorrow or anything.  I think we've tried this before, though, but we never really said it.  It sounds incredibly familiar..."

"Probably," Asher said with a grin.  "I'd like nothing more than to lock you up and have my way with you for days.  Just one day every so often is good enough, though."

Asher pulled himself out of me finally.  I felt empty all of a sudden, but not in a bad way; just a satisfied, glowing sort of way.  It felt nice.  He stood up and held a hand out to help me up, as well.  I reached between my legs and felt the remnants of his orgasm there, curious and wondering.  Was this it?  Or did it happen one of the times before?  Would it happen sometime soon?

Everything seemed so hectic and insane and nerve-wracking at the moment.  Everything except for what we just did, at least.  I didn't know if this was true, but I thought everything would be better soon.  Somehow.  We'd have a family together, we'd have a baby.  A boy or a girl?  I didn't know, but I didn't care, either.  I'd love a son or a daughter.  If we had one, we could have another, too.  It wasn't like we just needed to stop, you know?

I took Asher's hand and he pulled me up from the bathtub floor.  I stood on shaky legs at first, regaining my footing.  Asher reached for the body wash and squirted some into his hands like he had before, but this time when he lathered it up and started washing me, he didn't linger as much.

He still lingered a little... his fingers teased and tempted my sensitive skin in the most delightful of ways.  No sex this time, though.  Just intimacy and closeness.  Both were good.

"I love you," I said.

He smiled.  "I love you, too."

***

"T
hey're here," Asher said.  "I just got a text message from Jeremy."

We were clean and showered and dressed now, thankfully.  I wore my baby blue sweatpants and the plain white t-shirt.  Asher didn't have any spare clothes, so he put on his dress slacks and undershirt.  He didn't quite look casual, but not entirely dressed up or fancy, either.

After our escapades in the shower, we'd retreated to the bedroom.  With just one towel to share between the both of us, drying off was quite an experience.  Mostly it involved Asher helping me with profound interest while I dried myself, his hands holding onto parts of the towel and rubbing up and down along my wet body, and then me doing the same for him.  I paid special attention to the area between his legs, as well.  These places needed to be taken care of, you know?