“Don’t fucking move,” Asher ground out through gritted teeth.

I could feel Asher straining not to move. His face was a mask of pain and concentration. I did what I could to stay motionless but if he didn’t get off me soon we were going to have a problem. Thankfully, Asher had more control than I did and he pushed himself to his knees.

This did nothing to help the state I was in. Asher gloriously naked—chest, abs, and hard dick on full display. My hands itched to touch him. My mouth watered. My pussy clenched.

“Christ, baby,” he growled. “You keep looking at me like that, you’re gonna be wearing my come.”

I begrudgingly dragged my gaze from his erection, over his tightened abs, up to his face and was stunned at the ferocious appearance.

“Fuck,” he snarled. “Tonight.”

And with that, he rolled off me and off the bed. Last night I got my glimpse of him fully naked. Even tired, I still appreciated all that was Asher. But rested and completely awake in the daylight, I noticed the scratch marks from his shoulder blades to halfway down his back and I smiled.

It was crazy, possibly a little barbaric, but I couldn’t deny I loved that he was wearing my marks. And knowing I gave him those while he was taking me, cementing our connection, I loved that more.

So when he came back fully dressed, he found me still in bed smiling.

“I’d ask you why you’re smiling but I have a feeling whatever your answer is it's gonna make me want to fuck you so I’m not asking,” he said on his way to the door.

I was positive if he knew what I was thinking he’d want to kick out the two Nosy Nellies downstairs and get back into bed with me.

He set a big plastic shopping bag down on the bed and rummaged through it, tossing a pair of panties in my direction. Next was a sports bra, then a pair of jeans, a t-shirt, and last a thick sweatshirt.

“Will these work?”

I snagged the undies and found the tag. Not my size but close enough.

“Yeah.”

“I’ll let you get dressed. I put out a new toothbrush for you. Floss and paste, left sink drawer. Today after we stop by the office we’ll go shopping and get you everything you need.”

“Okay.”

“I’m going down to check on Letty and Brooklyn. With any luck, they’ve left, and we can bag on the office and spend the day in bed.”

Even though he said it I knew he didn’t mean it. There was obvious affection there and as nervous as I was, I was looking forward to meeting them.

“I’ll be down in a minute.” Asher was almost to the door when I asked, “By any chance do you have coffee?”

“Don’t have a kitchen.”

“Damn.”

“There are literally fifteen coffee huts between here and the office. We’ll stop.”

“Okay, but I’m not responsible for my behavior until I get at least one cup in me.”