Asher: A Second Chance Novel (16 page)

“He knows I never knew about him though, right? He knows I didn’t abandon him?”

Mia felt that surge of anger again. “Yeah, he knows that it was only his mother you abandoned.”

“Fuck!” he was pacing again, “Mia. Jesus.”

“Don’t Asher! You’re not the one that get’s to be pissed off! Tell me why?! Why did you leave?” She felt the sting of hot tears in the corners of her eyes. She had been waiting seventeen years for an answer. She needed him to tell her why.

He just stood there looking at her with that intense gaze. She couldn’t stand it. She moved closer to him and looked up into those intense green eyes. So much emotion swirling around. As she did, she pressed her hands onto his chest. “Do you have any idea how much you hurt me? I was devastated over Travis and then you left me and then I found out I was pregnant.” She was sobbing and suddenly Asher’s arms were around her. She was against his wide, sculpted chest and the masculine scent of him made everything feminine in her go crazy. The throbbing heat of his body and the pounding of his heart against her chest were matched in intensity only by the sounds of his ragged breaths. She was hurt and angry that he wouldn’t explain to her why he had left but she had dreamt of this very moment for seventeen years and her body was responding in a way that only Asher could make it respond.

His lips were suddenly on hers and she didn’t fight it. She had wanted this so badly, for so long. He slid his hand from her hair down to her shoulders and wrapped a strong arm around them, pulling her back against his taut chest. His lips glided against hers and she breathed in his scent. She had missed him nearly every minute of every day. He ran his tongue along her lips and she parted them and invited him in. As his warm tongue slipped past her lips, fireworks exploded in her head. She brought her arms up and slid them around his neck, pulling him into the kiss, deeper. The room around them disappeared. Nothing mattered except for this kiss. Their tongues danced against each other and the pain of the past was forgotten, for the moment. Asher held onto her tightly. He felt so different than he used to. He had always muscular but now, he was all hard lines and she loved the way his mature body rippled against hers. Their mouths continued attacking each other even as their breathing became more ragged. She remember his kiss and she never wanted it to end. She felt him bring one hand up and gently caress the side of her face. The kiss went on and on, and the first thought she had when he finally broke it, was,
‘I want to do it again.’

He stood staring down at her with desire in his eyes and his chest heaving up and down and he said, “You should go.” Mia wasn’t going to be put off that easy this time.

“Why?”

“Because Mia, if you stay I will do something to hurt you again. You’ve been hurt enough. I hurt everyone who gets close to me.”

“Pushing me away hurts me. You hurt me once by walking away from what we had. I’ve been hurt and angry. I’ve been sad and hopeless. But, I never stopped loving you, Asher. My heart ached for you every day for seventeen years. Please don’t push me away again. Please. I can’t survive that again. I can’t watch you walk out of my life again.” She felt tears filling her eyes. His looked like his emotions were battling against each other. She still saw the desire there, but she also saw pain and something else she couldn’t describe. “Do you still have feelings for me, Asher?”

He raised his hands up to touch her and then changed his mind and fisted them at his side. “Yes. I have always loved you, Mia. I never stopped.”

“Then please, don’t push me away. Let me stay with you. I need you.”

He didn’t say another word. He put one arm around her shoulders and the other went under her legs as he scooped her up in his arms. He carried her up the stairs to his room. Mia pressed her lips against the pulse in his neck and whispered, “I missed you so much.”

“I missed you too, Mia, every day.”

When they got to his room, he sat on the bed with her on his lap and kissed her again. This time he used his hands as they kissed to push up the blouse she was wearing. His rough hands felt hot against her skin and she had to struggle for breath. His touch was like throwing kerosene on her already smouldering core. The aches in parts of her body that had not been touched in so long turned into throbs and she whimpered. Her arms were still around his neck and the feel of his huge arms enveloping her was intoxicating. Asher kissed her like a starving man. His tongue devoured her mouth. He moaned deeply as his tongue thrust and swirled with hers. He took what he wanted from her after being denied so long. She felt his hand slid up over her stomach and slip under her bra. She sucked in a hard breath as he massaged her breast and let his thumb swipe across her hard nipple. She was shaking and writhing against his lap as she clutched his shoulders.

“Take these off,” he said in a husky whisper, pulling at her clothes.

Mia stood up and he watched as she stripped off her clothes. The heat from his green eyes was searing and she could see that he was fisting his hands at his sides to keep from touching her until she was finished. As soon as she was undressed he slid his large hands against the small of her back and pulled her forward. When she was right in front of him, he ran his hot tongue around one of her nipples and then the other. Her body convulsed and she whimpered.

He alternated between pinching and twisting her nipple and sucking it hard and deep in his mouth. His teeth gently tugged at the peak and Mia’s back arched and she thrusted against his mouth. Her hands gripped the back of his head and he wrapped his large, warm hands around her waist as he made love to her breasts with his mouth. Then with skills that he definitely didn’t have when they had made love all of those years ago, he stood up and flipped her back onto the bed in one incredibly smooth movement. “Don’t move,” he whispered, as he stood at the edge of the bed and began to strip off his own clothes. Mia watched intently as he reached behind his neck and pulled off his shirt. Her eyes devoured every inch of his skin and she stared at the colourful tattoos all over his body. His arms were covered, and the ink extended across his shoulder and culminating in a burst of brightly-coloured tribal tattoo that disappeared under the waist band of his jeans. His arms bulged with veins and muscles and his chest rippled as his hands slid to his waist to unbutton his jeans. There were scars racing in all directions. His abdomen was rock hard and sculpted and across the top of the hard flesh sat multiple small scars and one large one. There was one on his shoulder underneath a tattoo that looked like it had run deep. Her curiosity was burning but as soon as he dropped his pants and she took in his large, throbbing erection and muscular legs, she knew those questions could wait. She wanted this now more than she had ever wanted anything in her life. He was beyond gorgeous. He was the most beautiful thing she had seen. She slid her fingers up and across the skin of his abdomen. She saw him shiver and then he was back on the bed, straddling her with his knees on either side of her thighs, pinning her to the bed beneath him.

He leaned down and kissed her again. The kiss was so hot and so deep that it actually made her feel lightheaded. Years of pent up passion was exploding between them and nothing would be able to douse the flames until they’d both had their fill. His warm thighs massaged the sides of hers and the length of his rock hard erection pressed down into her as he kissed her. His caressing hands never stopped moving, like they couldn’t stop touching her like he couldn’t get enough. When he broke the kiss he pulled his lips up just enough to hover sexily over hers and he said, “You are so incredibly beautiful, Mia. I’ve never seen anything like you. I missed you so much.”

Mia started to tell him that she had missed him too but as quickly as he finished talking, his mouth was back on hers and he again possessed her. She put her hands up on his shoulders and let them feel the ripple of the muscle as he moved. He was incredible and she could hardly believe that this was finally happening. Still straddling her, he used one hand to slide under her upper back and he pulled her up about a foot off the bed. He nuzzled his face against hers, running his nose down the side of her cheek until she turned her head to revel in it. As soon as she did, his lips were on her neck, nipping at the soft curve of it and sending electricity shooting through her body from his lips to her toes. She gasped and bucked against him, crying out his name as he sucked on a piece of the sensitive skin and ran his tongue against it. When he finished with that spot, he slid off her and lay next to her on his side. He kept one leg bent over her in an almost protective gesture as he slid his hot tongue back into her mouth. Their kiss was erotic as they both sucked and reached and explored. His hands had still never stopped moving, running down her curves up one side and down the other and back up again and across. He stopped to run his palms against her nipples and then he would begin moving them again. Mia was almost out of her mind with lust.

She felt his fingertips brushing against her upper thighs and then she heard herself cry out in a strangled voice that didn’t sound like her own as he suddenly brushed his fingers along the seam of her soaking wet pussy. While he touched her, he looked into her eyes with an intense, burning gaze. It was almost as sexy as the touch and Mia wondered how she had lived without him for so long. With a soft touch, he parted her and slid a finger against her throbbing, swollen clit. Once again she cried out. He seemed to feed off the sounds she was making. With each sound of encouragement, he touched her harder and drove her crazier. She was trying to reach him, but each time her hands got close he would press against her body and stop her. He didn’t want her to touch him yet as he savoured her mouth again with his delicious tongue and manipulated her clit in slow, small circles. Mia began sucking on his tongue and she felt the rumble of a growl from his chest. When she turned it loose he pulled up his head and looked at her again.

“I need you inside me, Asher.”

He shivered again. Then he smiled and rolled onto his back, pulling her up on top of him. She was straddling him and her thighs were pressed into his hard chest. She pressed her hands against him and slid back until she made contact with his pulsing cock. He moved his hips until it was nestled up between her legs and suddenly the slow passion turned into urgent, frenetic movements as she pulled herself up and he pressed the tip of his cock against her.

“Fuck.” he groaned out as the head of his cock penetrated her. Mia lowered herself slowly, savouring the feeling as he entered her one throbbing inch at a time. Slow and torturous. She loved the way his expressive face let her know just how much he was enjoying this. He brought his hands up and circled her waist, bucking up his hips and pulling her down at the same time. He was finished waiting. She cried out as he filled her completely. Every nerve ending in her body was raw and it was almost too much, almost too overwhelming. “Jesus, Mia. Fuck baby. God you feel so good.” His words were strangled and he was flexing his hips up and down, circling himself inside of her. She leaned forward and ran her tongue across his lips and he groaned into her as his hands gripped her hair harder. They both finally couldn’t stand it any longer as much as they both wanted to make it last, they needed it too badly. She began moving up and down on his cock, riding him. His hands went to the cheeks of her ass and covered them, massaging them as he guided her up and down. He thrusted himself off the bed as she ground down against him, taking every inch of him deeper into of her. Their movements became faster and harder and more desperate. Mia’s stomach tightened and she could feel the butterflies fluttering in her stomach. Her breathing was ragged and frantic. She was thrusting down onto Asher faster. “Don’t stop, don’t stop.” She moaned. Asher dug his fingers into her waist and thrust up repeatedly. Her clit rubbed against Asher with each thrust. She was crying out and Asher was holding her tightly against him. He whispered, “Cum for me baby,” against her mouth and then he claimed it as the intensity of pleasure pulsed through her. She gasped and panted into his mouth and exploded around him. Her body clenched over and over around his cock and Asher groaned, “Oh god Mia, I can feel you coming. So hot, baby.” He held her tightly in place and began driving up into her hard and fast. They were both crying out when she felt him go stiff all over. His cock swelled inside of her and he cried out her name just before his explosive orgasm released into her and his body began to shake all over. She collapsed down against his chest and their sweaty bodies slid against each other.

After his body stopped quivering, Asher sat up, still holding her in his lap and still joined to her and wrapped his strong arms around her back and burrowed his face against her chest. He was hugging her so tightly that she could barely breathe, but she didn’t care. She never wanted him to let go. She brushed her fingertips lightly down his back and after several seconds passed she realized that he was shaking again and she felt moisture against her breasts.

“Asher? What is it baby? What’s wrong?” He pulled his head back and looked at her. He had tears in his eyes. “It’s okay…” she couldn’t stand for him to look so sad, especially right after they’d just made love.

One of the tears began to slowly run down his handsome face as he told her, “I’m so sorry, Mia. I’m so sorry I left. I never should have left you. I didn’t want to. God, I loved you so much.” He started to look down again but this time Mia stopped him with the tips of her fingers underneath his chin. She moved his face so she could look into his eyes and she said, “Tell me, Asher. Tell me why you left.”

Asher sucked in a deep, shaky breath and said, “My mother was tired, Mia. She was in pain all the time. You know, you saw her. But it was worse than any of us could have imagined, I guess. She wanted it to be over. She was ready to die.” He paused and Mia waited. He sucked in another breath and another silent tear made a path down his face, as he said, “She asked my father to give her extra morphine and let her go. He couldn’t do it, so she asked me.”