Free Always Mine (The Barrington Billionaires, Book 1) by Ruth Cardello

yourself to me.”
    There were many, many, many reasons why Emily should have said no, but she brought her hands up to his face and pulled his mouth to hers. One night. Okay, and also the next day. She’d spent her life doing the right thing. She was not done fighting for what she believed in, but didn’t she deserve a brief reprieve?
    For just one night she didn’t want to be the devoted daughter and granddaughter who still mourned the loss of the two people she’d loved most in the world. She didn’t want to think about how close she was to losing her dream or how the man who was delighting her might play a part in that loss as well. She kissed him and released her pent-up yearning and need.
    He broke off their kiss long enough to ask her where the bedroom was. She could have used that moment to regain her sanity and ask him to leave, but she didn’t. She pointed to her open bedroom door and met his next kiss halfway. The light reflecting off the snow outside illuminated the house enough for Asher to be able to find her bed.
    He placed her on her feet beside it and turned on a lamp. He stripped off his clothing and stood in front of her with his erection proudly displayed. Emily took a moment to appreciate the perfection of him. Like the rest of him, his cock was large, and she couldn’t resist reaching out and encircling it with her hand. Wide. Hard. She licked her lips and brought her gaze back to his.
    While looking into her eyes, he effortlessly removed her shirt and bra. His hands were gentle but firm, and he caressed each area as he exposed it until she was on fire for him. Emily wasn’t normally aggressive in the bedroom, but she ran her hands over all of him urgently and teased her breasts across his chest. Every place they connected made her want him more.
    He took his time in a tender way that his earlier boldness hadn’t implied. They rolled onto the bed together. He used his body to cushion her fall then rolled on top of her. He positioned himself between her legs and continued to kiss her. His mouth was everywhere, leaving a trail of fire and need in its wake. He kissed his way down between her breasts, down her stomach, and met her eyes briefly before parting her slit and bringing his mouth down on her sex.
    When his tongue flicked expertly back and forth across her clit, Emily gripped his shoulders tightly and came to the realization that oral sex came in many different flavors. If asked about it before Asher, Emily would have said it was something she enjoyed. It was a pleasant form of foreplay.
    What Asher was doing to her was overloading her senses. It was so intense she almost pulled away at first and then heat rushed through her, making her a slave to his touch. He drove a finger inside her, caressed another against her anus, and kept flicking that tongue. She dug her hands into his hair and held him there, desperate for the sensation to continue.
    And it did. Asher pushed her past what she thought she was capable of feeling and continued his intimate assault, even as she cried out and came against his mouth. His touch slowed and turned gentle again as she floated back to earth after her orgasm.
    Still in a closed-eyes and sated daze, she heard the opening tear of a condom wrapper. Her sex clenched in anticipation of the pleasure she knew he’d bring. He kissed her deeply, and the taste of her own juices drove her wild in a way she hadn’t known possible. He kissed her breasts, but this time his passion gave his mouth a roughness. Emily arched upward, eagerly offering herself to him.
    She was running her hands up and down his chest when he raised one of her legs to his shoulder and thrust himself deeply into her. She almost came again from the power of it. There was no time to recover, no time to think. He took her with a force that brought out unexpected wildness in her. She grasped at his back, opened herself even wider for him, and begged him not to stop. When she came the second time, he