by Jolie Day
“I’ll pick a number from one to twenty, and whoever is closest to my pick gets to go first,” said Craig. We went around the circle declaring numbers. When it came back to Craig, he stated, “My number was seventeen. Neil was closest.” He nodded to a blond man sitting across from him, and so Neil looked about the room and then decided to pick another lady two spaces away from him. I listened vaguely to the banter in the game. Asher stayed quiet beside me, doing the same. Eventually a woman chose him to go next.
“Asher. Truth or dare?”
Asher leaned back. “You know me well enough, Sheila.”
The woman named Sheila smiled. “Okay. I dare you, Asher, to show us how you really feel about your young female acquaintance here.”
Asher blinked, and I felt my face grow red hot with surprise. “W-What?” I started.
Asher glanced at me and then cleared his throat nervously. “And what exactly do you mean by that?” he asked Sheila.
Sheila smirked. “Go ahead, Ash. Give her a kiss.”
“But I don’t--!” I started, but Asher stopped hesitating and brought a hand to my face, leaning in to give me a soft kiss on the lips. It was a gentle and caring gesture, and a spark of fire was behind the action. His hand was firm on my face, but not forceful. It was a serious moment between us, and even though everyone around the circle jeered and made sounds of amusement, I fell in awe at the attraction that Asher displayed through the kiss. Our lips touched tenderly, but the assured want in the gesture was strongly felt. I wouldn’t have been surprised if it was visible to the onlookers.
Asher broke away after a moment and then sat straight again, clearing his throat a second time. “Sorry,” he whispered as several people laughed and clapped.
I had never been kissed in public like that, and I knew that my body flamed with redness. I wanted to turn away from everyone to cool down, but at the same time I didn’t want to leave Asher’s side.
“H-How about you, Cassidy?” Asher stated, as it was his turn next. “Truth or dare?”
“U-Uh...Truth...I suppose,” was my quiet answer.
Asher smiled timidly. “Okay. Is that the same way you feel about me?”
I froze. After the manner in which he’d kissed me, I wasn’t so sure that we wouldn’t be dating. It was absolutely clear to me that he liked me just as much as I found him likeable, so what was I to say? Did I ultimately crush Heather’s dreams by telling Asher how I felt in return? Or did that even matter anymore? Heather would have been turned down regardless of which side of the fence I was on. But was I really ready to declare something like this in front of a bunch of strangers?
They’re just that, strangers, I said to myself. There may not be much of a chance that you will see a lot of these people again.
I took a deep breath and looked Asher in the eyes. “I feel...well...” I looked over at the others in the group. Everyone stared at me, and I suddenly felt naked under their sights. Bothered, I turned back and pretended that no one else was in the room except for Asher. “Yes. I feel the same way about you.”
A wave of positive reactions rose from the circle, and Asher’s face lit up brightly. He made a comical sort of fist pump in the air and then swung his arm around my shoulders, holding me closer.
“Well, I guess that’s one way to break the ice in a relationship,” somebody commented, and several chuckles issued from the surrounding people.
Although I was still a bit embarrassed by the massive amount of attention that had been paid toward the two of us, I was happy that the weight settling on my chest had been done away with. There was no awkward closeness between Asher and me anymore. I felt like I could relax, and although Heather’s problems still burdened the back of my mind, I felt that I could deal with them a little easier now.
Once the game was over, Craig voted to move everyone out to the garage so they could play a couple rounds of beer pong. I mentioned I wouldn’t be participating, but walked out with Asher anyway to observe. He sat down in a lawn chair set up on the concrete floor of the garage, and then urged me to sit on his lap. I did so, hooking my arms around his neck and shoulders. Asher seemed thrilled, and I felt butterflies whenever I saw his eyes glitter with satisfaction.
Because of my distaste for alcohol, Asher refused to participate in the game himself. It was then that I realized just how biased and misguided my judgments of him had been at the beginning of the day. He was cheeky toward professors, but was in no way an ass. I knew I hadn’t seen every side of him yet, but the genuine authenticity of his words and actions since we’d talked in the library had me thinking there may actually be something to this spur-of-the-moment date.
Asher directed my attention back to him after I’d watched a couple men play against each other. “Hey,” he spoke up. “You want to go take a walk with me? There’s a really pretty pond out back on the property with a walkway.”
I smiled lightly and scooted off his lap. “That sounds nice. Let’s go.”
Taking my hand, he walked me out of the garage and around the house. I heard crickets chirping in the nearby shrubbery lining Craig’s driveway and sides of his home, and the above stars acted as weak lamplights guiding us through a grouping of trees to a spacious lawn.
“Your parent’s property is pretty huge,” I commented as I looked around.
“Oh yeah. Looks tiny out front, but there’s a lot of land. Watch your feet though. There’re vines and thistles closer to the bank,” Asher stated.
I kept a set of tightly closed fingers around Asher’s as he walked me toward a boardwalk leading out over the pond. There was a gazebo further out, along with another walkway on the other side leading toward some farmland. Asher stepped out onto the path with me, and I listened to our shoes tap against the moist wooden boards. The water looked murky and black in the nighttime darkness, and everything was silent and eerie over the pond.
“It’s kind of creepy out here, don’t you think?” I mentioned.
Asher glanced at me. “Creepy? I find it really calming. During the day the sun’s always reflecting on the water and making everything super hot and bright, so at night everything has cooled off and calmed down. It’s nice.”
“I didn’t say it wasn’t nice. Just that it was a bit spooky with no noise out here.”
“Incredible what happens when the crickets drown out behind you, isn’t it?” he commented, a lilt of amusement in his words.
We made it to the gazebo. It was paint-chipped and worn in many areas, but a couple benches were stationed across from each other on either side of the walkway. They had ratty dark cushions lined on them. It was too dark to really see the color, but I thought I saw a faint bluish tint to them, and figured they were probably a deep navy or an emerald hue.
At the gazebo things seemed a bit calmer. The water didn’t seem so black and harsh from here, and the wood seemed sturdier under my feet. Asher walked into my view and took my hands gently in his. He smiled at me. His face was blacked out a bit from the shadows, but I could still make out his handsome features to some degree.
“I wanted a little bit of time alone with you,” he breathed.
I felt a warmth spreading through my chest at his words. I smiled and stepped forward, walking into his arms. He embraced me.
“You know, Cassidy, I’ve actually seen you quite a few times in Stein’s class,” he admitted. “I thought you were really cute. I’d wanted to make time to talk to you for a couple of weeks, and finally got the chance to do so today. Best decision I’ve made in a very long time.”
I smiled and pressed my cheek against his chest, wrapping my arms around his muscular body. “I really wasn’t sure about all this, you know,” I breathed.
“Oh, I know,” he responded. His voice was soft and gentle as he gazed down at me. “I honestly didn’t know how you would react to my kiss.”
“I…I liked it. A lot.” The words came out of my mouth in a much more fragile manner than I’d meant them to, but Asher appeared to like it.
He dipped his head down and lifted my chin with two fingers. I pressed my lips to his in delight. Our kiss was much longer than it had been inside the house. Asher prolonged it on purpose. Since we were alone now, it felt like we had all the time in the world to explore and enjoy each other. As our tongues tangled lightly I ran my fingers up the back of his neck and to his hairline, playing with the dark strands of his hair. He made a slight rumble as if he enjoyed what I was doing, and so I continued. His hand cinched tighter around the small of my back, pressing my body closer to his. I felt my arms and legs beginning to tremble as I was able to sense his want for me.
Asher noticed my shivers, and he lifted me up from underneath the thighs before my knees could give out underneath me. I braced myself against him as Asher deepened the kiss even further. My mind was a swirl of emotions and feelings that I couldn’t quite pin down. I kissed him back almost greedily each time his lips touched mine.
Before I knew it Asher and I were reaching underneath clothing. I felt along his back and his chest, touching his defined torso. Asher leaned over the bench closest to us and draped me across the seat. My head rested against one of the cushions, and I found that it was much softer than I’d expected. Asher removed his lips from mine to kiss down along my throat. His fingers slipped underneath the hem of my shirt, and he pulled it over my arms and head, dropping it subtly to the wooden boards under our feet. As he climbed over me and continued to press those kisses down my sternum, I felt a little nervous. Were we actually going to do what I thought we were going to?
Asher must have picked up on my apprehension, because he looked up at me while fitting his fingers underneath one of the cups of my bra. “It’s okay, Cassidy. You’re in safe hands.” The tender sound of his voice was enough to have me believing him. I relaxed on the bench and let him close his fingers around my breast. His hand was warm against my nipple, and the sensitive skin hardened swiftly under his touch. I bit my lip and watched him massage his palms and digits against me.
This felt strange at first, being in a strange home and doing something as intimate as this, but I felt welcome to it. I wanted it.
Asher removed his hand and moved down to my jeans. He eased them open and then slid the legs down and off my plump thighs. I leaned forward to tug the belt from its loop on his pants. He smirked at me and helped by popping the button from its slit and unzipping them.
“Are you ready for me, Cassidy?” Asher asked.
I bit my lip and squirmed underneath him. Although his voice was sultry, he still spoke in a caring manner that didn’t make me nervous.
“I… I think I am,” I responded.
Asher hooked his thumbs into his boxers. He dragged them slowly down his hips until he exposed his protruding manhood. His smirk, combined with the menacing length of his member caused me to tremble even more than I had been before. He snaked his fingers around his shaft and slipped them up and down along his length. I admired what he did, feeling the lust of the night overpowering any other senses that I had.
Asher gripped onto my panties and tugged them down to my knees. He seized my ankles and lifted up my legs. I bent them, and my knees pressed against my chest. My breath rushed in and out quickly as he pressed the tip of his member to my entrance. Asher teased me quietly, rubbing up and down along my tender folds. His head touched my clit, and I jumped and twitched underneath him, stimulated by his erotic massage.
Asher worked his fingers between my flower lips and circled them around my opening.
“You’re getting very moist, Cassidy,” he uttered.
I inhaled deeply as he removed his fingers and pressed his stiff shaft back to my center. Slowly he inserted himself inside. It was a sharp and tight feeling as he pushed into me, but I welcomed it. Asher was still slow and steady enough to win my trust.
“Oh…Asher,” I gasped. “Yes…I’ve needed this. I’ve needed you.”
Asher leaned over me as he pressed inside all the way and touched his lips to my skin. He kissed along my throat and down to my shoulder, then clutched onto my upper arms and gripped tightly, thrusting his hips forward in a slow but assertive pace. I laced my arms around him and held on tightly. I tried to keep silent, knowing that any loud sounds would carry long across the pond, as well as most of the property. I bit my tongue to keep from moaning loudly, but the snug fit of Asher’s manhood inside my cavity was almost unbearable.
He pressed his lips over mine to keep me quiet as he worked his hips a little faster. I ran my fingers along his abdomen and brushed them across various areas of his skin, relishing the contact.
Asher slowed down after some time, however. Before I could ask what he was doing, he removed himself from me and then yanked my pants and undergarments completely off of me.
“Come up onto my lap,” he urged. It wasn’t a suggestion. Asher now held a type of demand to what he was doing, and I willingly allowed it. I tried straightening, and he helped me up into a sit, pulling my knees on either side of his legs. Asher held on firmly to my hips and hovered me over his towering erection. I saw what he wanted to do, and so I braced myself against his shoulders and lowered down slowly across his proud hardness. The sensation was much easier to stand, as he slipped inside my pre-stretched entrance.
“God, Asher, you’re massive!” I gasped.
“Ride me,” he whispered. He sounded breathless from his earlier efforts.
I pressed a kiss to his lips in a swift manner before doing what he ordered and maneuvering myself up and down along his length. The sensation was exquisite and addicting. I lifted up my hips and pressed them back down, watching Asher’s eyes glaze in the shadows. We gripped tightly to each other’s bodies as our heated gasps of affection were the only sounds audible between us. Between kisses and growing, frantic touches, I felt my body clenching as I moved faster across his silky manhood.
Asher growled, and he stopped me before I could continue. He pressed one hand to my shoulder and pushed me backward into the same position I had been in earlier.
“A-Asher, what are you doing?” I wondered.
He only sneered and opened my legs, and with a violent thrust Asher pierced me yet again. I started to shout, but he pressed his hand to my mouth and forced his way into my center again and again. I moaned against his fingers and hooked my legs around his hips, allowing him to pound as much as he wanted. My body shivered and wracked with an orgasm at his furious penetration, but he didn’t stop. I tightened over his thick shaft once more, then grasped onto him tightly as I met my peak once more.
I dropped heavily against the gazebo bench as Asher pulled himself out. He leaned in and drew me up into a careful hold against his chest. I weakly gripped onto him in return.
“A-Asher,” I sighed, feeling the night air cool off our bodies.
“Yes, Cassidy.”
I hugged him a bit tighter. As tight as I could manage, anyway. “I…I don’t actually know what to say.”
He chuckled. “Let’s just not say anything. At least not to anyone else. Let them think we didn’t like each other so much that we jumped ahead in the dating ritual and had some explosive sex together.”
I blushed at his candid words, and he kissed me sweetly before leaning over to retrieve my pants from the floor of the gazebo. Now that everything had calmed down, I was suddenly struck again with the realization that I had stolen Heather’s crush.
Asher noticed my strange silence as I pulled my jeans back on.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“I don’t know what to do about Heather,” I sighed. “I know you told me not to worry about it, but I still feel bad.”
“Don’t,” Asher urged. “Heather made the choice that she did.” He took my hand and led me back towards Craig’s house. “She didn’t come to me flat out and tell me how she felt. Heather has no one to blame but herself.”
I supposed Asher had a point. I didn’t want to think of Heather as anything other than a friend, but I had to look out for myself and my wants as well
. If she was still mad by the time Asher dropped me back off at the dorms, then that was her problem alone. I was in a happy place. It may have pained me to see Heather react so indignantly toward the two of us, but I had seen her come around in the past. I only hoped she could do it again for me.
Asher kissed my hand and smiled at me as we strode across Craig’s lawn, back toward the garage. “Don’t stress, Cassidy. I said it earlier, and I’ll say it again. You’re in safe hands.”
I smiled back at him then leaned up to brush my lips against his once more that night. “And I believe it, Asher. Thanks for the game night.”
THE END
Bonus Story 4
The Billionaire Lawyer
BBW Romance
The bell over the door rang with the visitor’s entrance. Catrina sighed deeply as she swept the long wisp of curly red hair that had fallen from her ponytail from her face. It was hot. More than hot, it was scorching in the nook off of her apartment here she painted. She made her way downstairs. Tonight she opened her art on the walks and she was nervous. Catrina was what you would call a fireball, yet she loved to host parties. Tonight she was doing just that. Her phone was going off again and she frowned, something must be wrong. She glanced down at the number and sighed.
“This is Catrina,” she answered finally. “He what! Who in the…ok, I’ll be there in the morning, yes thank you.”
She shoved the phone into her pocket and sighed. Her father, though she loved him, was always getting into some trouble. She would have to drive down there and hash out the latest issue. Tonight she would enjoy showing her work, her passion.
“Trina, there is a man here, dark handsome. He wants to meet the artist.” Alexis, her best friend gave her a thumbs up and she rolled her eyes.
