That Day - Karen Deen (large ebook reader .TXT) 📗

I trust Asha’s safety with, it’ll be Seth. Let’s just hope I never need it.

The sensation I had turning at the hedge into my driveway and seeing her car was enough to wash all the shit from today away. All I wanted to do was wrap her in my arms, but I knew I was a mess.

Shower then devour; sounds like a plan.

Walking out into my bedroom, towel wrapped around my waist, I see my phone where I threw it when Davina arrived. Asha’s name on the screen makes me pick it up to see what she sent me.

“Fuck! Damn, Seth.” I walk out to the top of the stairs but not where they can see me.

“Asha, come up here for a minute, please,” I call out to her, hoping she isn’t too shy to do it.

“Christ,” Seth calls up, “if you’re going to fuck her up there while I’m still here, you’re dead to me, friend.”

“Seth!” both Asha and I yell at the same time.

Hearing her footsteps slowly walking up the stairs, my heart starts beating harder. Standing in the doorway to my room, I lean against the door frame, hair still wet, water droplets running down my chest, and the navy towel wrapped tightly around my waist. It’s not hiding my cock very well. Not saying a word, I just crook my finger and motion her to come closer.

Slowly she walks down the hallway toward me. Her smile plastered across her face, her lips look enticing. She knows exactly why she has been called up here.

“You got my message?” Her soft voice is what pushes me over the edge. As I wrap my arms around her and lift her off the ground, she brings her legs around me. I step back into my bedroom, closing the door softly. Resting her back against it, I take those enticing lips like I haven’t tasted her in months instead of hours. Her hands are in my hair and her sensual little body is already trying to ride me. Our kissing getting more out of control, I know I need to pull it back, even if I don’t want to.

“Shit.” I lean my forehead against hers as we both catch our breath. “You know I’d fuck you right here against the door if Seth wasn’t downstairs, don’t you?” My heart rate isn’t dropping like I need it to yet.

“Mhmm.” She lets out a little giggle. “Maybe you should do it to punish him.” Reluctantly, I slowly let her legs down and place her feet on the ground.

“Great, I don’t even think I want to know what shit he’s told you,” I say, stepping back a little.

“Perhaps not. Now get dressed and come down and join us. Apparently, we have a guest for dinner.” Her hand turns the doorknob.

“Like hell we do!” I growl quietly.

“Dressed, now.” She points at me and starts to head out the door. “By the way, I’m still looking for those panties, I might need them.”

“Asha, not helping!” Her smile undoes me every time. “Fuck, you better have underwear on under those shorts.” My jealous streak comes rearing its head with Seth here.

“Maybe, you’ll have to wait until later to find out. Now get dressed, and you might want to get rid of your little problem.” The door closes and she’s gone.

“It’s a big problem, nothing little here, woman!” I yell so she can hear me. If the laughter is anything to go by, she heard me loud and clear.

Son of a bitch! Now, how do I get rid of a rock-hard cock, so I don’t have to hear Seth go to town with his stupid jokes? Easy, get rid of Seth. The last time I checked, a date didn’t involve your girlfriend and a plus-one who’s your best friend.

Who am I kidding? There’s no way he’ll leave now. He has Asha eating out of the palm of his hand, I’m sure.

“You should have seen him,” I say to Asha. “Seriously, it was the funniest thing I’ve ever seen. Jeans around his ankles, white ass bare for all the world to see, cock in his hand trying to pee. The boys just thought it was hilarious pushing over the porta-potty. Car horns honking, boys whistling, and girls cheering. Poor Seth didn’t know what to do with himself.” We’re outside on the deck with beers in our hands, the sound of the water in the background and the music through the outdoor speakers.

Asha laughs at my story like she’s being doing most of the night. Not saying much but just enjoying me and Seth sharing our ridiculous childhood memories.

Asha is curled up beside me on the day bed with a rug over her legs from the slight evening chill in the air. “What did you do?” She looks to Seth who is wearing a pair of my gym shorts and shirt.

When I realized there was no getting rid of him, I at least made him shower. Which gave me the extra alone time I needed with Asha, to say hello properly.

“What any self-respecting eighteen-year-old guy would do. Turned around to the crowd and moved my hips to give them a pretty awesome helicopter show.” He takes a gulp of his beer, and I can’t help but groan.

“The awesome part is debatable. It’s pretty hard to give much of a show when it’s too small to be visible.”

“Fuck off, dickhead, you know I was one of the biggest in the locker room.” He smirks as I put my hands over Asha’s ears as a joke.

“Dude, there is a lady present. What happens in the locker room stays in the locker room.”

Squirming trying to get my hands off her ears, Asha can’t stop from laughing.

“You’re just worried I’ll show you up,” Seth says, lifting his beer towards me in a mock toast.

“Bullshit. All in your dreams, man,” I grumble back.

Pulling herself together, Asha looks between the two of us. “Are you always like this, the both of you? Can you