He preferred them like this- without clothes, distance, and inhibitions. There was no space for space between them. He wanted her all bare to himself; from the curves of her body to the depth of her soul so that he could kiss every inch of her. He yearned to be inside her all the time. His craving for her was neverending. No matter how many times he had her, his hunger for her body and soul felt insatiable. He pressed down on her body with his, savoring the exquisite feel of her skin rubbing against his. Making love to her was addictive. He had turned into a sex maniac since the day he took her for the first time. But sex with her was beyond physical. It was the connection of their soul that he sought by joining their body. His lips moved up her side, trail kisses. Serena was breathing heavily, her sweet juicy bosoms heaving up and down with every breath she took. Asher bit into the underside of her breast, making her whimper. She was feverish, the heat of flame burning in her
"Why are you nervous? Are you having second thoughts about him? You wanna run away, I can help you," Ayleen shot off her questions at Serena. Serena rolled her eyes. "I am not having second thoughts nor do I wish to run away. I just....I don't know it's a big day..A life-altering day for me. I am just nervous," she explained, not sure why her heart was pounding in her chest. Serena sighed and sat down on the chair, not sure how to describe her feelings. It was confusing. She was happy but nervous too. This all was happening so fast. If someone had told her four years ago that she would be marrying so young, she wouldn't have believed it but now look at her, all dolled up to take sacred vows. Ayleen put a hand on her shoulder. "It happens. Being nervous is the most common thing for a bride," her friend assured her. Serena looked up at her and smiled. She was the only friend who could make it to her wedding. Shanice was out of the country on a shoot. As everyone had expected, her ca
Serena stood in front of him with a shy smile, her eyebrows lifted in question, asking for his opinion on her appearance. Asher swallowed, completely mesmerized by her remarkable beauty. His eyes were wide and his mouth parted. He couldn't believe he was going to marry this beautiful angel. He felt a rush of excitement and gratitude, realizing that he was the lucky guy who would wake up every morning beside her, basking in her light. He would be the one to gaze into those captivating eyes each day. He couldn't believe he was the lucky bastard who would have the honor of calling her his wife. Serena broke eye contact with him to scan the interior. Asher had spared no expense to make the day special for her. It was the same church where they had shared their first kiss which made it even more special. The church looked nothing like its old self. Asher had it renovated especially for their wedding. The interior looked lavish and straight out of heaven with all those beautiful flowers.T
Asher drew the curtain over the window, having no desire to admire the moon glowing outside when he had his own moon right here with him. He craved only her light and warmth. After isolating themselves from the world, he turned towards her. She was standing in the center of the room looking at him with her innocent eyes. A mischievous smirk played over his lips as he started taking purposeful strides towards her. The bedsheet was decorated with two giant interlocked hearts made of rose petals. The light in the room was dim, in tune with the romantic setup. "Why were you nervous?" When reached closer, he bent to her eye level and asked. She shrugged, not sure why. Asher then stepped around to circle her like a predator. Despite having spend so much time with him, she still sometimes felt intimidated by his imposing air. The success had brought significant changes in him or maybe it was her company. He carried himself with a lot more confidence now. "Serena Carter. Carter suits y
Serena looked out the window at the vast expanse of the garden in front of their mansion. The garden was decorated with tables were posted everywhere. They had moved into their mansion about a couple of days ago and today was their housewarming party. Eleven months had passed since their wedding. Things had only gone upwards since that day. His company had made massive profits over these few months. Asher was being noticed by the renowned names of the business world. He was nominated for the Young Entrepreneur Award. And if things go well, soon he will be amongst the billionaire section of society. And it all happened after their marriage. Asher would always tell her that she was his lucky charm. The company succeeded only because he named it after her. He had also transferred the ownership of their mansion to her as one of her wedding gifts. She owned this mansion and half share of his business. "I've checked all the arrangements, ma'am. Everything is perfect," Mr. Garreth, their bu
All the eyes focused on them as soon as they made their appearance. Serena noticed many distinguished personalities among their guests, eyeing her with curiosity. Everyone had heard about Mrs. Carter but very few had the chance to see her in person. Asher would always mention her in his speeches and attribute all his success to her. Naturally, everyone was beyond curious to see the Goddess who gave up her own dreams for her husband's. And the sight didn't disappoint them. Even a blind could see the love this couple held for each other just by the way they smiled at one another.Mrs. Carter possessed a divine aura. Her presence seemed to light up the room, and the guests couldn't help but admire her grace and beauty. Unlike her husband who carried an air of authority, she had a warm and inviting presence that put people at ease. The way she smiled at others with so much sweetness and kindness was a testament to her lovable nature. She was strikingly opposite to Asher Carter in terms o
Serena looked for him everywhere in the house but to no avail. When she couldn't find him anywhere, she headed towards the garden that Asher had built for her. The garden was their private space where no one else was allowed except for them. She spotted a figure sitting on a bench as soon as she entered the garden. Gathering the skirt of her gown in her hands, she fast-marched to where he was. Asher was gazing blankly into the pond's still water, lost in his thoughts. Serena felt her heart tear apart as she observed him. His dad purposefully showed up to ruin the day for him. They just can't see him happy. Serena sat down beside him, her warm body pressed against his. She leaned her head on his shoulder, clasped their hands together and rested her eyes on the tranquil pond. He had gifted her this garden on their six-month anniversary. From the beautiful flowers to the cabbages on the front, they all were the fruits of his hardwork. A faint smile came onto her lips as she recalled hi
To pull him up from the abyss of despair was a piece of cake for Serena. All she had to do was baby him a little and he would forget all about his sorrow. She lifted his face by cupping his scruffy cheeks, "we should head out now. The guests are waiting." For a moment they both had forgotten about the party. "Let them wait some more," he pecked her lips in response, reluctant to let go of the moment just yet. Serena smiled at him, finding him immensely adorable right now. "We can't. What if they came here looking for us and saw us like this," she playfully pulled his cheeks and said. Asher made a face but couldn't resist the smile that broke onto his lips. "No one is allowed here," he answered, pressing her more to him. "They don't know that," she pointed out for him. But he still didn't let go. She sighed in defeat."Please, baby," she whispered in her sweet, coaxing voice, knowing very well he melts instantly when she calls him baby. Her fingertips were gently running through