I shook with anger and shame. Why did Asher have these photos of me on his phone that Coach had taken during that horrible photo shoot? “I forgot all about those,” Asher said. “Asher.” That wasn’t a good enough answer. I reached for the door handle. I couldn’t stand to be in the same car as some
But then he opened the door to the backseat. I lifted a brow at him as he motioned me inside. As I slid onto the seat, he said, “Take your pants off.” I wasn’t sure what he was up to, but with the whispered promise behind those words, I shimmied out of my pants and tossed them aside. Then he w
Asher Cynthia was the sexiest woman I had ever been with. The sexiest I’d even fantasized about. She was so responsive to my every touch. The press of my mouth and tongue had her bucking like I’d driven her wild. And her noises… I could have probably gotten off from her noises alone. The way
“Cyn. Oh, Cyn…” Soon, I was grinding into her fist. I added my own hand, not wanting to dirty hers. As my orgasm shuddered through me, I caught my release in my palm. Fortunately, I kept a few tissues in my car, and cleaned up as best I could. When I finished, she kissed me on the cheek.
I stood frozen, unable to move, even to flee like I really wanted to. I had worried Asher wouldn’t be able to let my silly comment about Joseph go, so I had decided to follow him, to stop him before he could get into another fight. I hadn’t thought I would hear him tell Joseph that he didn’t love
“If you would let me talk –” “I heard enough!” I said, rushing to his door. “Just leave me alone!” I half-expected him to chase me, but with those final words, I knew he wouldn’t. He would respect what he thought were my wishes, even if those wishes came from a place of pain and defensiveness.
I was so upset about my poor performance during practice, that Nicole, noticing my deep frown, insisted I go out with her and Aimee afterwards. Which was how I found myself at my favorite café, sipping on lemonade at our usual table. “Everyone has bad days,” Nicole said. “No one is perfect at ever
“Joseph is like a trigger for me,” he said. “I hate him for everything he’s done that has hurt you. I hate that he still has the capacity to hurt you, in ways I can’t always protect you from. And I’m… jealous of him.” I blinked, startled. Asher couldn’t be jealous of Joseph. He was superior in eve