Confession!

Asher's pov

It was rare for me to sleep peacefully for three years but these days I've been sleeping well because of Dia. Having her in my life has held my life upside down but in a good way. When she is around my heart stops and I can't stop myself from staring at her like a complete freak like I'm doing right now. She is sleeping like a tiny baby in my huge arms. The way she helped me set at ease last night melts my heart in seventy different ways.

Dia's pov

Earlier when Asher was around it was comfortless, clumsy, and annoying. I was always nervous around him but he has slowly become my safe place. When he is not around I look for him, I wait for him like a complete idiot and whenever he appears there is a certain glow on my face that only I can feel. Being in the same room with him and gaping at his beautiful features is fucking addicting-

I open my eyes and I find my lips are touching something and when the scene is clear I encounter Asher hovering over me and I smile back kissing him with the same ferocity.

"I'm sorry love, didn't mean to wake you up," he said with a wink and a sly smirk. His one hand was on her throat and the other was on her stomach sending her electric jolts.

"how long have you been watching me sleep?" she asks because she will be so embarrassed if he heard her snoring.

"Two hours and twenty-nine minutes, give or take, but who's counting," he let out and she choked. Maybe he feels the same way about her as she feels but she doesn't want to get any ideas right now. Because right now was perfect, his eyes were goggling right into her soul and she was looking at him like her whole world revolves around him.

Not only his touch but also his romantic nickname was doing something in her core. The way he was looking at her should be fucking prohibited.

Right now only one thing was going in his dirty mind and that was to throw her clothes from her gorgeous body and ride her like a madman.

He flips her on top of him effortlessly earning a mischievous giggle from her. She was sitting on top of him, "what are you doing?"

"Getting you ready for a new position!" he said casually with that devilish smirk and dark eyes. She could tell it involved her being spread open to him.

"for?" she asks keeping her hands on his chest. She knows what's about to happen and she can't contain her excitement for this new position.

"being fucked!"

She blushes,

cheeks -red,

neck -red,

ears -red,

pussy -throbbing with need.

"Take off your shirt, love," he demanded in a dangerous tone and she knows only one thing to do

-to obey.

She takes off her oversized shirt and her breasts bounce free. He curses when he encounters her beautiful tits.

"so gorgeous, so fucking gorgeous," he praises her. He always compliments her on her body whenever he has the chance and it only makes her blush in all shades of red.

He moves his hand and massages one breast earning a sweet moan from her and then he repeats the same act with the other breast. She was a moaning mess by now, her hands were on his shoulders.

She leans down to kiss him, his lips were like soft pillows and his tongue was thrusting hard in her mouth. And then the animal in him awakes taking over him. He flips her onto her back and goes on with the kiss.

He removes the rest of the clothes from both of their bodies. Every time she sees her hard cock she nearly passes out and comes back to normal.

"you're hard," she gasped and he laughed like a predator who is about to ruin his prey. He is definitely going to ruin her for any other man. The thought of any other man seeing her naked like this burns him, it awakes a different beast in him.

"Because of you. Now how about you take responsibility for your actions, huh?" he said with a hoarse voice that was enough for her to see stars in this sunrise.

With that, he intervenes his both hands into her fingers and rested them on either side of her head, and slammed his angry dick in one go.

With few thrusts, he gains a certain rhythm and she follows her best to keep up with his painful jabs. She moans and moans her eyes blinding her because of tremendous pleasure building in her.

Just when she thinks it can't get any better, he leans down and takes one of her nipples in his warm mouth. He begins to lick, suck and bite on it. It becomes too much, she can't control it and her incredible orgasm takes over.

But he didn't stop, he performed the same thing with the other nipple, and after a few thrusts, he started chasing his orgasm. An orgasm for him takes a lot of time but he always made sure that Dia is satisfied.

Ropes of cum painted Dia's wall, he rests her head on her neck and bites on it, marking her again like she is her precious property.

Then he rests his forehead on hers, kissing her again until she is breathless, she breaks the kiss looking at him with half-lidded eyes which screams "FUCKED"and murmurs,

"Asher,"

"Hmm," he says kissing her forehead.

"I love you," she finally lets out which she was dying to say for many nights and days.