Asher’s POV

She obeyed, just as she did with every one of my other instructions, and I dipped my head back down to her pussy.

The moment I got a taste of her, I knew I would never get enough of her. She tasted so good, even better than I imagined.

She spread her legs wider, opening herself to me. “Fuck,” I muttered.

Ivy was like a sweet drug; I would never get tired of tasting her. I thrust my tongue into her, and she moved her hips to meet my thrusts. She clenched the sheets and let out a guttural moan as I worked her nub.

I loved hearing...