LOGINDinner is a beautiful activity.They had to bring out picnic tables to accommodate everyone, and the space big enough for everyone is the garden under a transparent globe, so snow falls around us perfectly. It feels like a dream.Fiona is here too– she got the all clear from her doctors, nothing he did caused permanent damage. She’s very adamant about knowing me and being in my life. Robin is out of his house and everyone noticed.“You’re so tall when you’re not hunched over your computer, you should do this often.” Lynn tells him, winking at Glenn who has been sporting a furious blush since he sat next to him.All of Asher’s siblings are here with us. It’s literally a full house. The chatter does not stop. It’s a contrast to dinners at the Bitters mansion, or the cold, lonely ones I had back at my place.I don’t want to go back there ever again. My mother and her daughters are getting court mandated therapy. I have no desire to be back in her life, and I don’t think she’s eager to be
Asher’s mouth finds my skin below my ear, his hands cup my pecs, roam my chest, mouth slides down my neck, tongue creating a wet line down my chest. His teeth digging into skin, nibbling, marking me, biting me. Making me writhe under his body in pleasure.“Ash… oh god, Ash…”His large hand swats mine away from my dick, cupping my throat and exposing the skin for himself, he draws more shaky breaths from me. I fist his jacket, fighting the need to come undone, it’s too soon. But it feels so fucking good to be touched by him.There’s nothing like it.His hands roam my chest, avoiding my dick entirely. I whimper at the loss of contact.“Asher, I need you.” I pant.“Where do you need me sweetheart?”“Eveywhere, inside me, fuck me.” I cry when his tongue finds a sweet spot below my ear. It’s electric, delicious, I’s everything I need and more.“Please.”He wraps his hand around my cock and I sputter, the sounds I make are all nonsense. He swallows all of them with his kisses.“There’s lube
You’d think that was the end. It isn’t.Once Eva’s article hit the news, every other journalist in the city and out of it carried the news. The journalists on the scene rallied for an interview, Asher and I only managed to slip into the main house as the mansion’s security team was thrown into confusion and unable to protect the house or us.We managed to leave because being in that house felt like being trapped in the CCC. The reporters found my house, and so we had to go to his.He waited for me outside the shower while i used it, he brought hot chocolate to bed for me. I wanted to do something for him too, so after sleeping in his arms the whole night, I got up early to make breakfast.He beamed at the burnt pancakes like they were the best things he’d ever seen.Of course he did, he’s the world’s kindest man.For the rest of the morning we laid in bed together, both of us unwilling to let go of each other. We avoided topics that’d bring us back to the fact that we almost lost each
Everything else fades away. The voices are muted around us, and I can only see him.The lips I hadn’t seen since he snuck into the elevator to kiss me, those arms that held me while my knees forgot how to work. Those beautiful eyes, those damning eyes.He’s dressed in the clothes from the elevator kiss, face dusty and exposed full of micro cuts, his jacket isn’t much better. Shoes caked in mud.He gives me a confident smile.He’s also said he’s okay, and as we already established, there’s nobody I believe more than Asher, nobody I trust more. Without panicking, I saunter up to the cop that had slapped the cuffs on his wrist.“Take that off.” This I can’t say without gritting my teeth apparently. There’s boiling rage under my skin at the fact that he’s being treated so roughly. Can’t they tell how precious he is? Why would they do this?“He’s under–”“He is not at risk of running.” I say, flicking my eyes up to the cop’s in annoyance. He frowns, looking from me to the man behind us. C
“Child protective services. We received a report that a kid is being held hostage on this property, and we have the authority to search the property…” everything else gets lost in the chaos.Crawford has never looked so… human in his life.His eyes wide as they take in everything, watching as his life falls apart. He didn’t expect the troop for the party, my announcement, and definitely not the fact that I’d bring in the appropriate authorities, like CPS.He expected to have beaten the courage out of me.He had, but he didn’t do the same for my friends, my Asher, my real family.I keep my eyes on his, watching all the expressions, the color change in his face, the second it drained, the second he turned purple from anger.“You! You did this!!” he growled, making a dive for me, Tim is faster, he grabs him quickly, managing to throw a quick punch before he’s ripped off him. I only watched him try to hurt me.This time not out of cowardice, but because I was ready to show the truth, show
The air is totally different from the morning we made the trade. There’s a taunt kind of tension that pressed around us from every angle. It was visible the moment we woke up– nobody really went to bed from all the tossing and turning I heard around me.The tight lines around the eyes of my friends, their lips pressed into hard lines, the seriousness in their eyes.“It’s like someone snapped their fingers and we all became adults.” I joked just as we pooled in Robin’s living room for recon. I only got a few snickers in response, and those dried out quickly.Nina joined us just as I dressed in one of my battle royale suits– Robin had stopped by my house this morning when he went out for a ‘jog’. He never did that unless he was really serious about something. Disappearing for hours only to return with no other explanation than a quick ‘jog’.“Here’s the game plan.” Nina says in her take charge voice, and I hear Eva make a small sound at the back of her throat.“What about Stella?”She
My answer is quick, but my eyes are on both of them. On Robin touching what’s mine, and Carson, fucking Carson is letting him. “No.” I growl. Both to whatever it is Glenn thinks is going to happen between him and that fucking asshole, and the fact that his hands are touching Carson.The sight sear
I have no idea what day it is.I’m not sure how I’ve functioned all these while. The plain baby blue shirt I’m wearing is the same shirt I’d worn yesterday. The dark circles under my eyes and the bone deep weariness in my bones begs me to sleep, but I can’t.I can’t go to sleep alone anymore. My r
Sinking to my knees, hands spreading his cheeks apart as he presents me his perfect hole. He lets out a deep groan that forces me to get to work. I spit on his hole, earning another deep growl. “This is mine,”“Oh.” he gasps, thrusting his ass in my face impatiently. Despite my hunger for him
From the way he answered, Crawford had no idea where his son is at the moment. I drive back to his house, just in case he shows up.He doesn’t. But he turns up at the office in another tie I didn’t knot.I stare at him while he looks at his damned phone. A small smile tugs at his bottom lip, he chu



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