Asher’s POV

I froze for a second, her words hanging in the air like smoke. “P-please,” she mumbled again against my lips, voice all breathy and desperate. “Can you just skip the foreplay part?”

My cock throbbed hard at the sound of it, raw need mixed with that shy edge she got when she was really worked up. I pulled back just enough to look at her face. Her cheeks were flushed pink, eyes half-lidded, and lips swollen from our kisses. She was grinding her hips against me without even realizing her body was begging for what her mouth had just asked.

“Princess,” I growled, my hand still cupping her...