Forbidden Depths

Chapter 8: Satisfy

Seeley forgot to even offer Asher a drink before she leaned up and returned his kiss from before, looping her arms around his neck and broad shoulders.

The ripped surfer deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue between her lips, and discovering her mouth. He tasted the citrusy tang of lime and the sweetness of mint from her mojito. The caramel-eyed diver wanted him to explore all of her. She wanted him to take her apart, and have her forget that for the past year, only a blond man with a very boring idea of foreplay, had been in her bed.

Rain pattered against the window panes and thunder rumbled in the distance.

“So, kitchen floor, or kitchen counter? I can work with both." Asher pulled away breathlessly and the copper-haired woman barked out a laugh.

“Okay, that line was bad, like amateur p*rn bad." Seeley jutted her head toward the queen-sized bed that had just been cleaned. “Bed!"

“Wait, you watch amateur p*rn?" The dark-haired man smirked like a fox, still just trying to get a rise out of her.

The copper-haired woman smirked back. She'd show him that she wasn't some blushing maiden or some priceless museum piece.

…Or something worthless to throw away as Colton had.

“Are you gonna come over here, or am I going to get started by myself?" The caramel-eyed woman's eyes flashed in a challenge, sitting on the foot of her bed.

She hadn't felt this much moxie in ages!

Languidly, like a wolf approaching a deer, Asher rounded the foot of the bed, standing in front of Seeley, nudging apart her knees, and calmly stepping between them.

“As hot as that would be, I'm not much for spectator sports." The dark-haired man began to unbutton his black shirt and tossed it onto the chair near the bed. “Also I very much want to pleasure you until you forget your name."

On his chest was a script tattoo in beautiful calligraphy, a language that Seeley couldn't read. She wanted to ask him about it but before she could he began to undo his belt and that was simply way too distracting.

Her eyes traced down his toned stomach, catching glimpses of scars, old and new until his pants dropped. Under his fitted jeans he had on a pair of red boxer briefs that left very little to the imagination. Seeley wasn't sure how she missed just how hard he was because it looked as if he'd spring free at any moment.

The copper-haired woman tried not to swallow.

“See something you like?" he joked, and her gaze filtered up, over the flat plane of his torso and the strong muscles that propelled him through the water to his neck and his strong jaw and breathtaking eyes.

Even in the scant moonlight, she could tell a faint blush painted over his cheeks, as if he felt self-conscious being on display. That couldn't be it though because he was beautiful. Ruggedly so.

“Maybe…" She played coy a bit and Asher's lips drawstringed into a pout.

“I should turn around; my backside is my good side." He smirked and twisted his torso. Seeley picked up a throw pillow off her bed and tossed it at him.

He had a great a*s, don't get her wrong, but she wanted to see him.

“Come here already!" she pleaded, and before she knew it, he was kneeling in front of her, head in between her legs.

Seeley gaped at him.

“I'd like for you to lean back, relax, and let me eat you out." Asher peppered, sucking, almost biting kisses on the inside of her left thigh. Lightning jolted up to her groin and across the sky outside her window.

“I won't say no to that," she agreed, and he began to spread her legs even further apart, pushing up the soft material of her blue dress until he finally revealed her black lace panties.

He kissed his way up her leg, and the tingling, amber feeling deep in her groin had returned in full force and he hadn't even done anything yet. She let out a whimper as his lips grazed over the delicate fabric of her thong, pressing a kiss on the fabric covering her center.

“These are already a little damp, and I don't think it's from the storm," Asher murmured before pressing his mouth against the black lace more firmly this time.

She wanted to be embarrassed that she was already wet for him, but she couldn't. He was like every woman's wet dream—hot, mysterious, and considerate.

She moaned. “Please keep going." Seeley writhed against him, rubbing her cl*t into his face, his nose pressing just above her mound.

“Will do." With a quick motion and two deft hands, he pulled down her black panties and she pulled back her knee until they hung limply off one leg.

Then the handsome dark-haired surfer plunged back in, this time his lips and tongue working against the hood of clit.

“Oh, God!" Seeley's caramel eyes widened in shock and her pupils blew out in lust as he sucked, licked, and laved at her cl*t and c*nt.

Bright, vibrating waves of unrelenting pleasure flooded the copper-haired diver's system as she white-knuckled the duvet cover. Her vision tunneled in, and kaleidoscopic bursts of lust appeared in front of her eyes as Asher worked his mouth against her slick labia.

Obscene slurping sounds and high-pitched keening filled the room, drowning out the rain. Seeley hinged upward, watching the dark, mysterious surfer unravel her from the nexus of her pleasure, outward to her curled toes and her lax lips.

“Asher…God…I'm gonna come." The freckled-cheeked woman couldn't remember a time she had come so quickly, especially from a one-night stand.

He hummed against her, and picked up the pace, sucking at the exposed pearl of her cl*t that drove her mind into a frenzy of euphoria. Just how did he know exactly what she liked? Was she this easy to read? Was she as much of an open book as her legs were splayed wide? How did this cocky surfer know how to—-

“OH, God!" Thunder boomed outside and her entire body began to quiver and writhe from the overload of ecstasy. She lost total control of her body as her o****m ripped through her in a swell of unadulterated hedonism.

“Oh, God. F*ck." She babbled more incoherent things as the only thing her body was capable of feeling was the avalanche of desire flattening out her wrung-out, unspooled body.

She began to catch her breath she didn't know she lost, as Asher slowly began to ease up from his knees and hover over her, face glistening, licking his lips.

“You taste, amazing…" He grinned like the cat who caught the canary and a fierce blush rashed from Seeley's neck to her cheeks.

Did she squirt on him? Oh, she'd never live that down.

“Hey, you okay? Was that all right for you?' His voice flipped, soft and concerned like warm silk.

“Oh, yes, I'm great. That was amazing. You're incredible… I've never had someone get me to o****m that quickly." The caramel-eyed woman leaned up and guided his face to hers, kissing him, tasting herself on his lips.

And she could get used to that.

“I'm glad I could be of service." Asher's words were a joke, but his smile was genuine and almost demure.

“I want you…I want you inside me now, though." The words tumbled from Seeley's mouth before she could really think about them.

Asher's eyes went wide and bright jade.

“Is that okay with you? Mr kitchen floor?" she asked, wondering if it still was.

“Oh definitely." He stood back up and went into his discarded pants, finding a condom.

It was nice that he got one without needing to ask.

She shrugged off her dress, throwing it to the side, and went to do the same with her black bra when he put out a hand.

“I'd really like to take that off, all the same to you." Asher winked as he shoved down his red boxer briefs, his erect manhood bobbing free, tip swollen and pink.

This time, Seeley's eyes went wide. She hadn't seen a d*ck look that tempting in a long time. She could tell he also kept himself neat and trimmed. Was she dreaming? Could someone like him actually be real and in her hotel room?

Just not days ago, she was dating a man who while not the complete opposite of Asher, would complain about condoms and never trimmed down there.

He quickly slid on the condom and put his knees on the bed, bracketing her legs as he leaned down, bracing himself on one forearm. Seeley hinged up and with one hand. Asher snaked his arm around to her back and undid her bra with a deft movement of fingers.

The copper-haired woman was impressed, she couldn't even do that.

“I'm going to finger you open now, beautiful," Asher whispered huskily over another peel of thunder.

He captured the freckle-cheeked woman in another deep, longing kiss, and Seeley kissed the emerald-eyed surfer back with just as much passion.

He broke off the kiss to breeze his fingers down through the valley of her breasts, over the slight curve of her belly, and down to where just moments ago, he rocked her with an earthshattering o****m.

He tenderly coaxed his index finger inside her cherry, swirling it. The copper-haired diver moaned breathlessly into the kiss as he inserted a second finger, crossing and un-crossing them, curling them, feeling deep within her.

Satiny ripples of contentment reverberated harder into peaks of bliss as he found a spot deep within her that made her jolt.

“Oh, so that's where yours is…" the handsome surfer smirked.

“Don't tease me." Seeley scrunched her nose and that caused something in Asher's eyes to sparkle.

“I don't tease without backing it up." The espresso-haired surfer grabbed a pillow, shoved it under the caramel-eyed woman's hips, and positioned himself so the tab of his thick c*ck grazed her entry.

She wriggled, wanting it.

“I'm gonna need to hear you ask for it." Asher grinned, but Seeley could tell from his blown-out pupils and twitching c*ck that he was just as desperate as she was.

“I want it. Please will you give it to me?" Seeley barely breathed the words out when Asher slowly began to ease his way in, groaning through a shrieking gale of wind.

The freckled-cheeked woman was being filled to the brim as Asher lowed himself onto her, grabbing her left breast and sucking and biting at the n****e. Seeley nearly screamed in rapture at how well he guided himself into her, and the torture he was leaving upon her poor left breast. He pinched the other and she curled her fingers into his soft hair.

“Seeley, God you feel perfect around me, you're…f*ck you're flawless." His voice pitched, sounding broken like he just sprinted down the beach.

“Asher, please, just please…" The copper-haired woman didn't know what she wanted because he hadn't even begun to move yet, but that's when he pushed his hips forward until he bottomed out into the beautiful woman beneath him.

“Oh, my God…" she gasped out, not knowing where she began, and he ended. It felt…right. The angle, the fullness, the look the man gave her when he stopped sucking at her breast and looked into her eyes.

Lighting lit up the room as Asher pulled out and thrust back in, taking care of the caramel-eyed woman beneath him.

“Seeley… Oh, you're beautiful, this is…f*ck!" The dark-haired surfer bit his lip and closed his eyes, trying to keep up a rhythm that was slowly turning more erratic.

The toffee-eyed woman latched on the man above her, and tried to match his pace, but ended up just being rocked into the mattress, his c*ck hitting a spot deep inside her she couldn't remember ever getting, not even with her vibrator.

Their energies melded as they both panted each other's names and random curses. Seeley reached down to finger her cl*t which only got another shattered moan from Asher.

“I'm gonna come again," she cried, arching her back.

He kept relentlessly hitting that one pleasure point deep inside her, whether he knew it or not! It was melting her down to nothing but a glowing, amber softness.

“Good…" Asher panted, sweat making his hair stick to his forehead. “I can't last much longer," he admitted, and seeing that soft, almost vulnerable, broken open expression on Asher's face sent Seeley over the edge unexpectedly, her body seizing and fluid gushing.

“Asher!" she called out and soon Asher's mouth made an almost perfect oval.

“Seeley, I'm—" He cut himself off, his muscles rippling and his lower body spasming deep inside her.

She felt his c*ck twitch and soften as he collapsed down on top of her, her face buried in the crook of his neck.

And she couldn't remember a time when she ever felt that safe and satisfied.