I very nearly swooned in his arms. “You did great in the game,” I told him. My voice was still hoarse from all the loud cheering I’d done. The cheerleading squad was in shambles and therefore skipped the game. But I still went. I’d never miss the chance to see Asher in his element. “I know,” he s
Since Coach had been officially fired, Asher and I went to see him the next morning. We found him in his office, his personal items packed high in a single box. I fought back tears. I didn’t want to cry when I said goodbye. Asher offered his hand, and Coach shook it. “It’s good to see you, Asher,
But he only kept looking at me. His legs were spread. I’d fit comfortably between them, resting on one of his strong thighs. He watched and waited. He wouldn’t push if I didn’t want to do this. But I did. I wanted it so much I could practically taste it. So, gathering my courage, I pushed myself
Asher As Cynthia ran from my room, I tried to chase her, but my mostly-hard condition made me unable to do more than lurch toward the door. By the time I reached the hallway, she was gone. Holy hell. Holy shit. What. Just. Happened. I hadn’t meant to pull her into my lap like that. My intention
And yeah, she was cute. I thought of teasing her, but the poor girl was clearly worrying herself to pieces. So instead, smiling to myself, I texted, Better than fine. I’d likely think of her in this moment for long into my future, every time I needed release. It didn’t matter how many times I’d h
After finding my release grinding on Asher’s lap, I’d decided that I could never face him again for as long as I lived. It would be a difficult existence, never leaving these four safe walls of my dorm room, but I had no other choice. To see him again… the embarrassment alone would kill me. As woul
My entire body recoiled at Elena’s suggestion. Sleep with the new coach to stop him harassing everyone else? No way would I be doing that! “That’s not happening,” I said, firm. Then, to be a bit petty, I shot back at her, “Why don’t you do it, if you are so sure it will work?” “How dare you!” Elen
“See you tomorrow, little cutie.” Immediately, I ducked back behind Asher. “You might be faculty now, but you won’t always be,” Asher said, murder in his voice. “I could be here for years, kid. You going to wait it out?” Asher’s deadly silence was answer enough. The new coach laughed again but
“Please.” That all sounded so good. I wanted it. I wanted everything. He stood to kick off the rest of his clothes. I watched, my mouth watering as he exposed his dick. He was so big, so hard just for me. Carefully, he moved me how he wanted me, stretching out my legs farther, and then slipped
Asher guided me back into the bedroom. As I stood near the bed, he walked behind me and slowly tugged down the zipper of my dress. His knuckles traced the newly-revealed skin inch by inch, following down the length of my spine. When the zipper had lowered as much as it could go. He spread his hand
I held my breath as Dylan threw the first punch. Asher dodged back and Dylan’s fist flew through the open air. Asher then stepped forward, ready to retaliate. Dylan backpedaled, placing a few feet between them again. In a flash, Dylan moved close again. His speed was lightning-quick. I barely even
“’Might?’” He squeezed me gently. “It will be fine. Trust me.” I did trust him, with my life and more. But… this was my brother. My brother and the love of my life were about to fight a challenge with yet unknown terms that would undoubtedly involve me and my baby. I couldn’t help but be a b
I opened my mouth to begin to explain, but the truth seemed worse than even Dylan’s worst assumptions. No, Asher isn’t the father of my baby. The father is actually a terrible person who is now in prison. But Dylan wasn’t waiting for me to figure out a softer way to explain, and Asher was no hel
On the evening of the Academy’s winter dance, I slipped into my shining purple gown and checked myself out in the bathroom mirror. Gone were the days when I could pass as not pregnant. Now, my bump was a distinctive round bulge, pressing out the front of my gown – which I had bought in the materni
“I… um…” I had no idea how to answer Dylan. Panic set in, sending my heart into overdrive. Should I admit to Asher being beside me? It was getting late at night. Surely Dylan would have follow-up questions. Like, why was Asher in my room after dark. “Oh, shit, I have to go,” Dylan said suddenly.
Asher’s words stole my breath away. For a long moment, I simply stared at him, desire coiling inside of me. He stared back, his blue eyes deep as the ocean. I swallowed thickly. I couldn’t wait to go home with him and see all of his promises in action. Nancy cleared her throat from the doorway.
The real Asher was safely behind the line of fake wolves. He glanced back at me in concern. I understood his worry. Holding this many projections was a strain. But I was done running. I was done standing back. Joseph would lose. And I would help bring him down. In the circle, Joseph started to