In the shower...
Asher let his mind feel free. If he cannot do things in reality with Bianca for now, he wants to create a fantasy where he rules over her. He would love her to satisfy his every thirst of lust.
He would love her to touch him anywhere in his body.
He would love the soft touch of her slender fingers in his shoulders, to his chest, his well-toned abdomen, and way down... down below his navel. And down more.
Asher let his right hand move as if it was Bianca touching him.
Softly... sensually... teasingly...
With his eyes closed, Asher let the water cascade down on him from the showerhead, imagining a different side of Bianca. A seductress in her own style. A wild side of her made him burn in hellish desire to devour her, but he was at her mercy.
"Ahhhhh..." he moaned
