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  Swallowing through the lump in my throat, I rest my hand on his cheek. “It was time for a change.”

  Chapter Eleven

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  Asher

  The next morning, I glance around the kitchen. Lunch is packed, plenty of water, GPS is set. I gassed up my truck earlier, so now all I need to do is wait for Payton to get here. I've got a surprise for her. After listening to her talk about how much she loved her job, I wanted to do something, anything, really, to see that spark in her captivating eyes. So, when she went home last night, after I thanked her properly for dinner, by eating her for dessert, I got on the computer and went on my hunt for the best hiking trails.

  I found a trail not far from here that I thought she’d find interesting. When I texted her to be here at seven am, ready for an adventure, she seemed reluctant at first, but finally gave in. This girl is hiding something. I have no idea what, but whatever it is, I think it’s the reason she’s here. Every part of me wants to ask her and push until she tells me. But I won’t do it. I’ve hurt her once and that’s too many times. I need her to trust me, trust I’m not going to intentionally hurt her. When she’s ready, she’ll tell me.

  The doorbell chimes and she's right on time. Seven on the dot. Her smile greets me when I open the door. Damn, she’s stunning in a pair of jeans that hug all her curves and a pale blue tank top. It's as sexy as if she were dressed up. Probably more. Her long brown hair is pulled into a ponytail, making my cock pulse when I see the soft skin of her neck.

  I can’t even wait until she’s in the door to taste her, and I press my lips to hers. She moans when our tongues touch, and I lift her over the threshold, kicking the door closed.

  She does things to me, things I’ve never experienced before. I can’t keep my hands off her. Never once breaking the kiss, I push her against the wall. The need to touch her is undeniable. I don’t think I’d be able to if I tried. My pulse picks up, my heart pounds in my chest and my cock pushes against my zipper. From a kiss, a simple fucking kiss.

  When we break away, to catch our breath, a smile slowly takes over her face. “That’s one hell of a hello.”

  Kissing her bare neck, I give it a soft bite, before pulling back. “You’re one hell of a girl.”

  Pressing her lips to mine quickly, she asks, “What’s this adventure we are going on?”

  Backing away, I wink. “We’re going hiking.”

  Her eyes light up. “What?” she asks.

  “I found some cool trails. Since I know a hiking guide, I figured you’d be able to take me through.”

  “You planned an entire day around me?” she asks, quietly.

  I pull her into my arms. “I planned an entire day around you, baby.”

  Her eyes bounce between mine. “You know this is the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for me?”

  Pressing a kiss to her forehead, I smile. “Now I do. Come on, let’s head out.”

  A few hours later, we are deep into the trails. The smile on her face hasn’t dropped since we got here. She’s shown me different types of plants and trees. Pointed out birds, frogs, hell even a deer came rushing across the dirt path.

  “Oh, Asher, listen,” she says, stopping suddenly.

  We stand still and I try to hear what she does. “What am I listening for?”

  “I hear water, don’t you?”

  Closing my eyes, I listen more carefully. And son of a bitch, she’s right. In the distance, I hear the rush of water. “Damn, Payton. You’re one hell of a guide. Do your thing and lead us to it.”

  Her eyes sparkle with excitement. “Let’s go.”

  We continue walking, while she talks about everything we are seeing. The moss on the trees, the way the leaves sound when a breeze blows through. It’s amazing to watch.

  The trail turns to the left, but she steps off into the thick brush. Turning her head slightly, a grin creeps onto her beautiful face. “It’s this way. I bet it’s just a few hundred yards in, and no one bothers to go because it’s off the trail.” Flicking her eyes to mine, she challenges, “Are you man enough to trust me off the trail?”

  Stalking toward her until she pushes up against a tree, I place my arms on either side of her face and bring my lips a whisper away from hers. “Are you woman enough to trust me fucking you off this trail?”

  Her tongue peeks out to wet her full lips and my eyes are glued to the action. “Yes,” she breathes out.

  Straightening, I step back. “Lead the way.”

  It takes her a minute to gather herself, which makes me chuckle. Once she does though, she grabs my hand and we weave around the tall trees and thick undergrowth. She’s right, no one veers off the trail. There is no sign that anyone comes back this way.

  A few hundred feet in, just like she said, a clearing is visible. When we pass through, it’s beautiful. A huge lake, surrounded by tall trees. The animals definitely keep it well maintained, because it looks like someone has come through here keeping the growth cut low.

  Dropping my backpack, I squeeze Payton’s hand. “This is unreal.”

  Keeping her focus on the rushing water in front of us, she nods. “It’s so beautiful.”

  Neither of us say anything, just take it all in. Glancing over at her, she looks so beautiful, so relaxed. I want to know everything about her. What are the things that keep her awake at night? What are her fears? Because seeing her like this, you’d think there are none. But last night, it was different.

  Taking a shot, I go for it. “Payton, what are you scared of?”

  She doesn’t look at me. Her face loses all expression as she stares at the sparkling water. “The dark.”

  “You’re scared of the dark?” I ask, completely taken back by that answer.

  “Everything bad that happens, happens when it’s dark,” she whispers, sadly.

  Wrapping my arms around her, I hold her close. “I’ll protect you from the dark, baby.”

  She simply shakes her head, holding on tighter to me. Fuck. I think my girl was hurt. That’s something I’ll be damned if I’m going to ever let that happen again.

  After a long silence, I know the mood needs to be lightened. “How about some food?”

  Her stomach growls, as if on cue. “I guess we should eat,” she says, laughing.

  I spread the blanket out, unpack the food and drinks, and motion for her to sit down. While we eat, she tells me some of her favorite hikes, laughing like she hasn’t even thought about them in years. The more animated she gets, the more turned on I am. But, I'm pushing it aside, for now, because I just have to know more.

  “How did you get into hiking?” I ask, wanting to know every detail about her.

  A small smile hits her lips. “My grandma. We used to go for long walks when I was younger, exploring all the nature around us. She taught me so much from those hikes. Best memories I have.”

  “Is she back in California with your Mom?”

  Immediate sadness washes over her face, a look I know too well. “No. She passed away.”

  Reaching out I grab her hand, giving it a squeeze. “I’m sorry. I know how painful it can be losing someone you love.”

  Searching my eyes, she tilts her head. “Who did you lose, Asher?”

  “My parents,” I whisper. Christ, I hate thinking about it, nevermind talking about it.

  Crawling onto my lap, she wraps her arms around my neck. “Both of them? Is that why you left California?”

  Nodding, I take a deep breath. “Yeah, both of them. But no, that isn’t why. I was already living in New York when I got the phone call. Being on the opposite side of the country made it that much harder.”

  “Oh God,” she breathes out, grabbing onto me as if she’s afraid I’m going to run. “I’m so sorry.”

  “Yeah, me too.” It’s too much. Too much pain. I need to forget.

  Running my hands up her sides, I begin kissing her neck. My hands are holding onto her, my thumbs resting just where
her tits begin. My thumbs slowly begin to brush against her spectacular tits, making my cock pulse.

  “When, oh God,” she moans out, when I reach her hard nipples.

  “When what, baby?” I whisper, biting down on her neck. I’m done talking, I need this.

  Her hands fly into my hair, keeping me there. “That feels so good.”

  Pulling her shirt off, I take a second to enjoy the purple bra she has on before removing it. Her skin is silky smooth under my rough palms. She lets out a soft moan when I flick my tongue over her nipple before sucking it into my mouth. I pinch the other and she arches her back.

  Pushing her down, until she’s flat on her back, I continue to devour her perfect tits. Sucking, kissing, licking and biting, every bit of them. Her hips roll under me. It’s such a fucking turn on, knowing I can do this to her. The need to sink my dick into her wet pussy is taking over.

  Pinning her hands above her head, I try to stay in control. “Payton, tell me you’re good with me fucking you right here,” I question, hoping like hell she agrees.

  “Please, Asher,” she exhales.

  Fuck, hearing her beg breaks the last of my resolve, and I have both of our clothes off in the blink of an eye. Her skimpy purple panties have my mouth watering. Reaching out, I trail my fingers over the thin fabric and then slide them down her long legs. I spread her legs and dip a finger in her warm cunt, feeling how wet she is. I let out a hiss. My cock reminds me how fucking ready he is, but as badly as I need to fuck her, I need to taste her first. I need her sweet taste in my mouth before I slam into her. Positioning myself between her thighs, I lick her from her ass to her clit.

  “Fuck,” she groans, lifting her hips.

  I continue to lick at her, relishing in the way she thrashes beneath me. She claws my shoulders when I bite down on her clit.

  “Asher,” she cries out.

  Looking up at her, the way her head is bent back, her chest rapidly rising and falling, mouth slightly open, I memorize it. I want to remember how fucking beautiful she looks, full of want.

  Sitting back on my heels, I grab the condom out of my pocket. “Payton, look at me.” She complies and the lust I see in her eyes is consuming. “You want me to fuck you with this?” I ask, pumping my dick in my hand. She nods and I put the condom on in record speed.

  Grabbing her hips, I flip her over and pull her up on all fours. Not giving her any time to even think, I slam into her. She shouts my name and it echoes through the empty woods surrounding us. Her hot pussy feels too fucking good. I glide my tongue up the slope of her spine, moving my cock in and out, painfully slow, teasing her.

  “Fuck. Asher, please,” she grinds out, pushing her ass back against me.

  “Please what, Payton? What do you want?”

  “I want you to go harder, faster.” She lets out a groan. “Please, Asher. Please, I need it,” she cries out.

  Having her beg me, is fucking hot and I intend to make it worth it. I thrust my cock into her, hard, and she moans. She throws her head back and her long hair tumbles down her back. I wrap it around my fist and pound her tight cunt, giving her exactly what she wants. Her tits bounce with the force and I reach forward pinching her nipple. Her moans swirl around us, drift on the breeze, increasing the chance of someone wandering toward us. It makes it that much more exciting.

  “Fuck, baby. Your pussy feels so good gripping my cock,” I groan.

  As she claws at the blanket, I continue my punishing rhythm. Rubbing her clit, I feel her pussy tighten on me as she lets out a moan. “You fucking like that? I want you to come on me, baby. I want to feel your pussy squeeze my cock.”

  “Oh fuck. I’m so close, keep going,” she pleads.

  Unbelievably, I find a faster pace and she screams out. She meets me thrust for thrust. Fuck, I’m not going to last much longer. She’s wild, carefree, and on the brink of having her orgasm tear through her.

  “Let go, baby. Fucking come on me,” I growl, as my balls slap against her.

  “Oh God, fuck. I’m going to come,” she shouts, and her pussy clamps around my dick like a vice.

  I grip her hips, lifting her knees off the ground and continue pounding into her, making her release go on and on. My balls tighten, and I feel my body begin to tense with the beginning of my orgasm. A few more times of thrusting into her, and it rips through me, tearing me in half. “Fuck, Payton.”

  Holding onto her while we both recover, I kiss her shoulder. The need to stay here and hold her naked body against mine is something I’ve never felt before. Normally, I want them gone right away, but with Payton I never want to let go.

  Hearing a rustle in the woods, my post orgasmic bliss quickly disappears. I sit up, holding Payton behind me.

  “Asher, it’s alright, I’m sure it was just a squirrel, or maybe a deer,” she says, wrapping her arms around me, kissing my back.

  Turning my head, I grin at her. “Maybe we had an audience.”

  She slaps my back, laughing. “Shut up, but we should get dressed. We have a long hike back.”

  After we get back to my place, she doesn’t come inside. It’s getting late and we both have work in the morning. Opening her car door for her, I kiss her.

  “Thank you for today. It was the most fun I’ve had in years,” she says, smiling up at me.

  “I’m glad, baby. Now go get some rest and I’ll see you tomorrow at work.” Unable to help myself, I kiss her neck once more, and suck her soft skin into my mouth. She tastes so good.

  She smiles and kisses me one last time. “Goodnight, Asher.”

  “Night, Payton.”

  Chapter Twelve

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  Payton

  The last few weeks with Asher have been amazing. Whether, we are out exploring a new hiking trail or watching a movie, it’s just as exciting. He does things to me, things I’ve never experienced before. Makes me feel things I never thought I would. It’s not just my body that he’s brought to life, it’s my mind and even my heart. He makes me happy. Which terrifies me.

  Hanging up with a customer, I lean back and stretch, letting out a small moan when my muscles pull.

  “Keep making those sounds and I’ll end up fucking you right here,” Asher says, coming up behind me.

  Turning my head, I grin. “The only thing that does is make me want to keep making them.”

  Grabbing the back of the chair, he spins it around to face him. Caging me in with his strong arms, he raises an eyebrow. “Nothing I like better than a challenge. Be careful of what you’re saying.”

  Getting turned on by his voice and the smell of grease and gas I now find so sexy, I squeeze my legs together. Suddenly, my only thought is him fucking me right here. “I’m always careful about what I say.” Squeezing my legs together again, I let out another soft moan. Looking right into his green eyes, I tease him.

  “Challenge accepted,” he whispers, leaning forward. He bites down on the soft skin beneath my ear, turning me on even more.

  “Asher,” my dad yells. Effectively, bursting the lust bubble we were just in.

  Asher, straightens up quickly, while I spin back to the computer. “He needs to know, Payton. This is bullshit. Acting like two teenagers who are dating without permission,” he says, through clenched teeth.

  I get that he’s annoyed. Telling my dad would make things so much easier, but I’m not ready. If he knows, it’s real. Too real. Right now, I’m fine with living in this world where only Asher and I exist.

  “There you are. Hey, did you get working on that Ford yet? Jerry’s a great customer and I’m not looking to piss him off,” my dad says.

  “Yeah, I just told Brett to bring it in. I’ll have it done before I leave tonight,” he says, pushing the door open with a bit too much anger.

  My dad rests his hand on my shoulder and gives it a light squeeze. “He’ll be here all night,” he says, laughing. He’s laughing, but I know Asher did it on purpose. He’s pissed I’m hiding
him like a dirty secret, so he’s punishing me by working all night. Let’s see who gets the last laugh.

  “Payton, it’s been weeks and you still haven’t accepted my invitation for dinner.”

  “Dad, it’s not on purpose. I’ve just always got plans.”

  He’s right. When I came here I never planned on meeting anyone like Asher. But, now that I have it’s consumed me. I glance at my father, his small frown and sad eyes and my heart cracks a little.

  “How about this weekend?” he asks.

  “Alright, I’ll be there,” I say with a smile.

  “Good. Are you finished?”

  “Just about.”

  “I’ll wait and walk you to your car,” he says, leaning against the desk.

  When we walk out of the office, I look over at Asher. He’s under the hood of the truck, one hand gripping the side, the other busy working with the engine. The ripped jeans he has on and white shirt, are covered in grease, making him that much more sexy.

  “Asher, you can finish it tomorrow,” my dad yells over to him.

  Coming out from under the hood, he lifts his shirt, wiping his face. Fucking tease. “No, I’ll stay tonight. I’ve got no plans.”

  “Don’t forget to lock up when you’re done,” my dad says, walking away.

  I stand still, my eyes locked with his. He’s daring me. I’m not sure if he’s daring me to tell my father what’s going on or if he wants to have sex. If I was the betting kind, I’d guess the latter. But again, my sexual bubble is burst when my father calls my name. Asher, gives me a disapproving shake of his head and turns back to the truck. Fuck.

  After I say goodbye to my dad, I drive home. As I make the short commute to my apartment, an idea creeps into my head. The more I think about it, the more excited I get. When I get home, I rush inside and jump in the shower.

  An hour later, I’m back in the car and on my way to the garage. If Asher wants to be pissed at me, he can do it while he fucks me. I’m not going to sit at home sulking because he doesn’t like the choices I make. I’ve done that enough. I’m going to give us both what we need.