Chelsea's POV;

Asher had me squirt twice last night, with just his fingers, and I remember falling asleep on my bed, in his arms.

I moan lightly in exhaustion as I feel something ruffling my hair. I open my eyes and find Asher fully dressed, and standing above me with his fingers in my hair.

I look up into his perfect brown eyes, and he smiles down at me.

"Rise and shine, Chelsea. "He speaks, and I shut my eyes and stretch a bit before pulling them open again.

"Asher? "I question.

"No, dear. It's Santa Claus. "He replies sarcastically, and I can't help but laugh

"I need to go...