Asher & Julia| 16+✔️

Chapter 43

Asher's POV

She falls onto her back in a panting mess and pushes her damp red hair off her sweaty forehead. I lick my dry lips trying to steady my breathing, I'm always stunned by how amazing she makes me feel both under the sheets and out.

"Wow" she almost whispers in a croaky voice since her throat is dry from the load moaning and panting.

I smirk looking her way before rolling onto my side to admire her, her eyes meet mine. The wide satisfactory smile not leaving her face.

I tuck her hair behind her ear before sliding me index finger over her jaw to her neck, sliding slowly over the risen goosebumps on her skin. My fingertip lightly grazing over her hard pink nipple.

Her body is perfect, her well rounded large breast and her little stomach is breathtaking to me. I love the light stretch marks on her inner thighs. It still amazes me that I've slept with her so many times and haven't gotten bored like I usually would.

"Why you looking at me like that?" She snaps me from my thoughts as my fingertip stops on her hip.

"Like what?"

She shrugs, "I don't know, it's different"

I lick my bottom lip and huff rolling off the bed, "You thirsty or hungry?" I ask her.

"Just thirsty" she sits up with her naked body on full display, I swear I could ogle her all day.

"You sure, I can make you...a sandwich" I'm not quite the chef, normally Camila cooks here but before she bribed her way into staying in Ace room we didn't do much cooking, just ordered takeout and made noodles most days. Pretty sure in our first year of college we lived on ramen noodles, cereal and sandwiches, if we felt like kicking it up a notch we would make a grilled cheese sandwich, it wasn't even me that would make them, It was Ace.

"No I'm good, thanks" she shakes her head and stands up bending over to pick my t-shirt up from the floor. I stare at her, my eyes studying her body.

It's amazing that I can just call her up when I'm craving her, she's more than likely to say yes all the time since she's my..girlfriend.

She raises a brow at me, "What?" I say confused.

"Water?"

"Right!" I almost forgot. I grab my boxers and pull them on before leaving the room thinking of her bent over in front of me.

Man, I'm obsessed.

I grab a bottle of water and a beer from the refrigerator before heading back to my room. She is sat on the bed patiently waiting for me, I hand her the bottle and sit on the chair at my desk.

"So.." she sips her water and sits on my lap, she places the bottle onto the desk before leaning her elbows on my shoulders and running her hands through my damp sweaty hair, it sends shivers down to spine. I don't know why.

"So, what?" I coax her to finish.

"I've been speaking with Cam, why are you being an asshole to her?" I get it now, she's touching me so I don't get mad at her.

I huff looking away from her, why are they even talking about me. I know she's Cam's best friend but can my name be left out of it. Probably nine times out of ten she'll side with Cam and it annoys me, they always take Cam's side, mum...Ken...our grandparents back in Florida, even I take Cam's side and take the blame for shit she did.

She grabs my jaw pulling my face to the side to meet her eyes. I raise my brows at her with a grin, "I like it rough" I tease trying to divert the conversation. I seem to be getting better at it.