#Chapter 135: Selfless Lover

Asher Cynthia was the sexiest woman I had ever been with. The sexiest I’d even fantasized about. She was so responsive to my every touch. The press of my mouth and tongue had her bucking like I’d driven her wild. And her noises… I could have probably gotten off from her noises alone. The way she whimpered and begged. The lovely lilt she gave my name when she was desperate for more. And when she peaked… Her fingers tangled in my hair. Her words became gibberish, with some form of my name in there. She totally lost herself to me, giving me the ultimate trust. I would never betray that trust. I would never share her or scare her. She was mine to protect. To please. I hated that I had made her doubt me. I’d go down on her a thousand times if it would help her understand my devotion. Not that I needed a reason. I wanted to give her pleasure. I’d go down on her a thousand times anyway. When Cynthia’s hands reached for the waist of my jeans and unfastened the button, I nearly