Moonlight In Chains (Trinity and Asher) novel Chapter 102

The moment we stepped into the bedroom, Asher hardly gave the door a chance to close before his hands found my waist, pulling me firmly back against him. His lips captured mine in a kiss that was both fierce and desperate, filled with a hunger that sent a thrill rushing through me. His hands, warm and insistent, slid along my sides, tugging at my clothes with a determined urgency that left me barely able to keep my balance. One arm wrapped tightly around my waist, anchoring me to him as if I might vanish if he let go.

Without breaking the kiss, he began to guide me backward toward the bathroom, peeling away our clothes as we moved. The soft sound of our laughter mingled with our ragged breaths, filling the quiet space with a sense of intimacy and joy. I stumbled a couple of times, letting out light giggles each time I faltered, and he caught me seamlessly, his grin matching the delight in my eyes. By the time we reached the bathroom, the heat between us had completely consumed me. He pulled me close again, pressing me against his chest as he turned on the shower, the warm water splashing down and wrapping us in a steamy embrace.

Stepping into the shower, he pressed me back against the cool wall, his kisses shifting from desperate to tender, making my head spin with the intensity of his touch. His fingers wove through my hair, and a gentle hand cradled the back of my neck, holding me there as if he couldn’t bear to let me go. The pulse of his heartbeat thudded against mine, and the rest of the world seemed to dissolve, leaving only the two of us surrounded by the soft hiss of warm water and rising steam.

I clung to Asher’s waist, pulling him closer as I matched the fervor of his kiss, feeling the heat of his body meld with mine. His hands roamed over me, firm and commanding, sending shivers racing down my spine. He broke the kiss briefly, trailing his lips along my neck with a teasing, tender touch that made me shiver. Then, with effortless strength, he spun me around and pressed me face-first against the smooth, cold glass of the shower door. The contrast of the chilled surface against my heated skin made me gasp softly. His lips slid down my back, tracing tantalizing paths as he swept my hair aside, his touch lingering just enough to ignite every nerve ending.

My hands pressed against the slippery shower door, leaving faint prints as the warm water cascaded over us, making every touch electric. From behind, Asher used his legs to part mine, and I felt the unmistakable press of his desire slipping between my thighs. Finding my entrance, he pushed inside me with a quick, relentless motion that took my breath away.

A loud moan escaped me as I gripped the top of the shower door for support. Asher’s movements grew harder and faster, pumping in and out with a fierce rhythm. His lips never left my neck, kissing and nipping as his hands explored every inch of my body. Turning my head, I met his gaze and kissed him again, running my fingers through his hair and tangling them in the soft strands as he pressed his mouth hungrily against mine. The heat between us was overwhelming, every nerve ending alight with sensation.

Suddenly, he pulled free and spun me around roughly, pressing me against the wall once more. This time, he lifted me effortlessly off the ground. Wrapping my legs tightly around his waist, I clung to him as he slid back inside me, thrusting with an urgent, relentless pace that made me gasp and tremble uncontrollably. My nails dug into his shoulders for leverage as he slammed my back against the wall, each movement more intense than the last. I was a trembling, moaning mess, encouraging him with desperate whimpers and gasps. Asher’s eyes locked onto mine, dark and filled with need. Before I could respond, his mouth found mine again, his tongue pushing inside with a demanding dominance that left me weak and breathless. My body melted into his, craving the fierce intensity only he could provide.

I felt myself growing hotter, wetter, every moment heightening the sensation until my orgasm crashed through me like a wave. A scream escaped my lips as my body convulsed, my head falling forward against Asher’s shoulder. My muscles spasmed, the pleasure rolling through me relentlessly. But Asher was far from finished. He continued thrusting inside me, his pace unyielding. Yet, he made sure we reached our climax together before the water finally stopped.

As we stepped out of the shower, I wrapped a towel around myself, shivering slightly from the cool air. Before I could settle, Asher grabbed my arm and pulled me against the vanity with a fierce hunger. His lips found mine again, relentless and demanding, before he pushed me toward the bed, forcing me down on all fours. He stood at the foot of the bed, sliding inside me once more.

I clutched the bedspread tightly as he began pounding into me harder, a low growl escaping him as he reveled in the overwhelming sensation of being inside me.

“Oh fuck, you’re so tight for me, baby,” he moaned, his voice rough with desire.

“Yeah. Keep going,” I gasped back, my voice trembling with need.

“Are you going to come again?” he asked, breathless.

“Yes,” I whispered, lifting my head to meet his gaze, making him growl low and deep once more.

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