Asher: A MorningStar MC Novel by D Williams

Asher: A MorningStar MC Novel by D Williams

Author:D Williams [Williams, D]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-03-13T16:00:00+00:00


20

ZAHRA

I wake up to warmth on my back and soft snores. Asher’s hand is laying on my stomach, and for the first time ever, I’m not tempted to move it away. I have never had a lover that didn’t negatively comment on my weight.

Asher kissed, licked, caressed every roll, dimple, and insecurity I had of my body and then came back for more. He could have the smallest dick in the world, and those things would still add up to the best sexual experience of my life.

Thank god he’s hung too and bless him for actually knowing how to use it. There isn’t anything more disappointing than having the world’s most coveted cock and knowing it sucked because the user thought the size was everything.

Ronnie could never measure up to Asher.

“Your thoughts are too loud, cookie. What are you thinking about so damn hard?” I smile to myself when a soft kiss tingles my neck, and his hand slides down lower on my belly.

“Your dick,” I say for shock value, and he chuckles.

“Funny, he’s thinking about you too.” His fingers reach my promised land, and I pray for another spiritual moment in the form of earth-shattering orgasms.

“So wet.” His voice goes rough, and I nod.

“Your fault.” I choke out as his fingers enter me slowly.

“You are right. I never did clean you up. Let me make that up to you.” His hands disappear quickly followed by his body heat, and I pout.

“None of that cookie.” Asher lifts me out of bed and throws me over his shoulder.

“What the fuck! Put me down.” I panic and swing around, trying to get down before he gets hurt.

“Hush.” He slaps my ass, and the sound shocks me.

He places me on the cold countertop in the bathroom, and it cools my heated skin. I look at him like he’s crazy as he turns on the water and stands holding the sink. He isn’t looking at me, and I can’t help feeling bad he hurt himself carrying me. And for what! To prove he could?

“I’m sorry.” I rush out, and Asher looks at me like I’m dumb.

“Cookie, stop. If you apologize for your body again, I’m going to scream. I’m sorry that you feel the need to apologize for being you. That is a shitty way to live your life. I’m going to say this once to prove a point, and then we will never discuss it again. Are we clear?” Tears form in my eyes, and I will them not to fall.

“Cookie, don’t cry. I’m going to break a golden rule. My Abuelita told me never to ask a woman, but it’s important for my point, ok?” I nod as he wipes away those treacherous tears.

“How much do you weigh?” I flinch away on instinct.

He clucks his tongue at me and steps into me more to hold me closer. I think over his question because honestly, once you get to a certain size, you tend to only think of clothes sizes so that you can avoid the bigger number on a scale.



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