CHAPTER 38

Charlotte's POV

I was breathless against his mouth. He caught me off-guard, but his lips were passionate. I couldn't stop myself, just like the last time. I held him and kissed him back, my wolf purring in pleasure. I matched his pace. His teeth scraped my lips. Shakily, I parted my mouth. His tongue ventured inside, wet and hot. It touched my inner cheek and then met mine.

Yes, I felt something, something I couldn't feel when Humphrey kissed me. Asher was different; his touch was unique; I couldn't hold back; I couldn't control myself around him.

"Asher…" I murmured with desire.

" Yes, Asher. It's me, I own you and not that bastard," Asher hoarsely said.

He dipped his arm into my skirt. I gasped when his thumb rubbed the bud below. Then, he inserted his middle finger. Slowly, he teased me. Slowly, the heat grew from underneath. I had no idea how he got under my skirt or shifted my underwear.

Then came another finger. I was unable to resist the pleasure that grew.

Asher thrust and cur