I didn't pull away. I didn't whisper a protest. Instead, I reached up, my fingers tangling desperately into his dark hair, pulling his face down to mine as I completely gave in to the consuming fire between us.
His tongue began to tease me. It started off as a rough kiss fired with longings that were hard to explain. His lips and tongue on mine felt like soft rain on a summer evening. It felt like an explosion of the best flavors in the universe all at once, mingling together and creating the best taste and sensation I've ever felt.
When I thought I was going to die with the burning of his kiss, one of his hands traveled down to my vagina, which was already dripping from his torturous kiss.
The soft sound that escaped from me seemed to have triggered heat from Asher because instantly, his big hand began to work wonders on me. His two fingers grabbed my clitoris, which sent a hot shiver straight down my body.
