Asher chuckled and looked down at his feet, not sure of what to say. When his eyes met hers again, she wasn't sure of what she saw in them.... Regret maybe? "I'm sorry" Asher said. "I admit I was a real jerk... I judged you too fast...I don't know why" he breathed deeply before he continued. "Plus I wasn't ready for the attraction I felt towards you. I felt like I had to fight it."  "What?" Kimberly said, almost not believing what he had just said.  He shrugged. "I didn't have a liking problem with you, I think I just liked you way too much... And I know I shouldn't have" Asher said. He faced her then. "I'm so sorry about the way I acted"  Kimberly didn't know what to say, what to think. She took a step towards him. "You can't like me" she said. "I mean... Maybe you don't hate me or think I'm useless, but like? Not possible"  He shoved his hands in his pockets

"Asher? Where are you? There's somebody in the house," she said, hearing the quaver in her voice. "It's me." he said.  "But—what are you doing?" she asked clearly confused.  "Sitting on the living room sofa," he answered, the simple sentence sounding provocative. She stared down the hall, still unable to see him. "If you're in the living room, why are you calling me?" she asked.  "Ermmm, sometimes people can communicate better on the phone than they can in person." he said.  She felt the air whoosh out of her lungs."Are we having trouble communicating?" she asked. She asked.  "Well, there are things I want to say to you. That I wish I had said to you. But I find my tongue getting all twisted up," he said. She'd had similar feelings. "You do?" she whispered. "

He spoke low, urgent words in her ear. "Sweetheart, don't keep anything back from me, I'm greedy. I want everything you're willing to give me." "I…" she started again. "Peach? I don't know. I never thought about it." "Are they very sensitive right now?" She swallowed. "Yes." "So tell me what feels good." "Please, Asher, I can't." Kimberly said.  "Of course you can." he said."So what would you like me to do to those pretty peach nipples? Circle each of them with one finger? Would that make them harder? Tighter? Needier?" She answered with a little moan. "Now that they're harder, do you want me to take them between my thumbs and fingers? Pull on them? Squeeze? How hard should I squeeze?" "Some…" she managed to say. "Do it for me." he said.  

"We might be here a little longer. I should go back to your house to get more of your things.""Oh, right. I wasn't thinking about that." Kimberly said. "Tomorrow." he said. When she pulled out her chair and sat down, some of the tightness in his chest eased."And I should question you some more." he said. Her head jerked up. "About what?""I don't get why they keep coming back for you" he said. "Their plan failed, why do they keep coming back for you? It has to be someone who knows you. Someone who knows your dad is loaded...Maybe someone with a plan..maybe some kind of grudge. I don't know. You have to think hard, is there anyone you suspect?" She turned her coffee mug in her hands. "You want me to dredge up every little thing? Well, one time at the grocery store a man and I both wanted the same space, and he shook his fist at me." she said sarcastically. "Come on" Asher said. "Be serious" "I am being serious" Kimberly replied. "The truth is that I have no idea who this people

Her breasts were still heaving and her heartbeat thundered against his chest. Asher placed one last gentle kiss on her open mouth, then lifted himself away to reach for his pants. He fumbled in the pockets until he found his wallet and located a condom. When he turned back to Kimberly, he saw her watching him, her dark eyes so wide they filled her face. Her bottom lip trembled as she slowly drew in uneven breaths. Damp curls framed her face and her expression was wary.  She was probably a bit embarrassed by her unrestrained display. He didn't have time to soothe her, though. He needed to be inside her, right now, feeling her body clasped tight around his erection just as it had clasped his fingers. With the help of the moonlight, he could see her pale belly and still-open thighs. He bent and pressed his mouth to her moist female flesh, breathing in her scent and his need for her overwhelmed him. His tongue flicked out, stroking her, ras