𝗔𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗲 𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗿𝘀 ↬ she's your basic, molded into the background, type girl. She does everything she can to stay unseen. The only people she can trust are her friends, but they don't even know about all of her trauma. No one does. She's just...
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It's cold in here. Asher's room is always a little cold. But, it's hard to be cold when I can feel the heat between our bodies molding together.
I'm in nothing but underwear and a bra, Asher stripped the rest off pretty fast after we got in here. He's pressing me against the wall, his body hard against mine, roughly kissing my neck.
Suddenly, he starts moving his lips further down. He kisses from my neck to my collarbone.
"He said something to you, didn't he?" He mumbles against my chest.
Well, that caught me off guard.
"What? I- I don't know what you're talking about, I-"
"Don't lie," he says, looking up into my eyes. "What did he say to you?"
I swallow hard and look into his eyes as his fingers brush against my bare thighs. "He- he just said that it's good that I'm not insecure about you being better than me. He said that he knows from experience that it sucks to settle for less," I breathe as he continues kissing down my cleavage.
I don't know how he possibly can get me to always tell him stuff just by the look in his eyes, but he can. He's a smooth son of a bitch I'll give him that.
"Mhm, and she said something too didn't she? What did she say to you, baby?" He brushes my hair off my shoulder and starts kissing the length of my arm.
"She..." I close my eyes as he gets on his knees and starts kissing my stomach, and up over my torso. "She said that you were a treat and that she was going to ride you all night," I mumble, looking off to the side.
He stops suddenly. "So, you thought she was going to take me from you?" I take in a deep breath and nod, avoiding his eyes.
His hands find my hips and grip them. "Allie look at me," he says in such a tone that I immediately do.
I look down into his eyes, him on his knees in front of me holding me tightly. I don't want him to ever let go.
"Since we met," he starts slowly, firmly. "I have never looked at anyone else other than you, not really." He places a kiss on my thigh.
"I've never thought about anyone the way I've thought about you." Another kiss on my other thigh.
"And I've never felt about anyone the way I feel about you." He straightens up and kisses my stomach.
"No girl makes me turn my head other than you," he says looking deep into my eyes. "So no, you're not going to lose me to her or to anyone else for that matter because, as far as I'm concerned, she doesn't even exist."
I don't know what to say so I just look into his eyes for as long as he'll let me. He slowly starts to stand, keeping his eyes on mine. "And as far as Jones goes," he slowly turns me around toward his bed and backs me up.
