HER

Part four

Kieran

Asa Maxwell was all I could think about the past two days.
she was quite literally the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen, sex and sophistication wrapped up in one delectable package.
Just thinking about her drove me wild, and this was something I'd never experienced before.

The way she was dressed when I first saw her shouldn't have provoked any lustful thoughts.
The white high-necked gown she was wearing coupled with her hair plaited back from her face should have made her look virginal and innocent, but it just made her look sinful.
At that moment, she looked like she needed to be ravaged.
There was just something about that woman that would make any man weak. She was everything I didn't know I had been craving.

Asa Maxwell was the physical embodiment of lust, And I wanted her.
And whatever I wanted, I got.
I do not want to go through the tedious process of analyzing my reaction to her. I'd never felt such a visceral reaction to anyone before, and that was reason enough for me to pursue her.
I was going to make her mine and for the long term.

"Why are you still awake?" Hailey's sleepy voice broke me out of my thoughts.
I forgot I had her over, I still don't know how she convinced me to allow her stay the night......

"Nothing," I said to her with a smirk as I turned toward her. Her eyes became hooded as I rolled her onto her, she spread her legs already knowing my intention.
I ran my hands down her stomach to her cleft to get her ready for me. Her mouth fell open on a soundless moan as I skimmed a single finger around her opening...
As sexy as Hailey looked right now, all I could picture in my head was Asa spread naked on this bed, her caramel skin gleaming ready to be devoured.

Asa

I look a deep breath as I got out of the car in front of Eva's mansion. It was Saturday night, the night of Eva's anniversary party. And I was invited.
It came as a surprise that an invitation was extended to me, but a pleasant surprise nonetheless.
I have never been invited to an event by a client before.
Although, as pleased as I was about the invite, there was a moment when I thought about declining the invitation. But Attending this party was a way for me to express my thanks for her patronage, while also having an opportunity to network.
Not attending would be a huge mistake.

A butler held the door open for me as i walked into the foyer where a uniformed woman was waiting to take my coat before leading me into the ballroom were the party was already underway.

      I'd only been at this party for thirty minutes and I was already bored out of my damn mind, not that anyone would be able to tell with my usual cool and polite mask in place.
I've been to enough high society parties and designed for enough high-profile people, that I had to learn to cultivate that mask.
But I swear to God if this guy doesn't stop talking and leave me the fuck alone, I was going to explode.

I'll admit he's good looking, But it was in a rich douchebaggy sorta way.
Just the type of guy i despise.
I was just about to excuse myself from the conversation as politely as i could when someone interrupted Mr Crenshaw's endless droning about prime horseflesh, a topic which i had absolutely no interest in.

"Good evening, "the voice says. And i was so grateful in that moment for the interruption,Or at least I was...until I turned my head to find Kieran Preston's gaze on me...