SOPHIA. I lay stark naked on the table, surrounded by candlelight, food and drinks. Asher was too concerned about my body to care about the food. He pushed a few plates aside and pressed his lips into my thighs, inhaling softly as the tip of my nose skimmed my skin. "Fuck. You smell nice as hell," He whispered as he dug his fingers into my dress and pressed a wet kiss against my upper thigh. His free hand rested on my buttocks, kneading and creating sweet sensations around my body. He didn't stop, even when the candle beside us began to burn out. "Do you want us to have dinner, huh?" He whispered hotly against my ears. "Or do you just want us to fuck." "I want you, Asher," I whimpered, feeling a wave of wanton need fill my whole body. "I don't want any of the food on the table. I did it so I could pull you out and apparently, food isn't what we want." He chuckled softly and lifted my gown over my buttocks. I heard him draw out a breath behind me. "Fuck. You're no
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