Eliana's POV
Sophia's laugh cut through the music behind me.
"Well, well, look at you two," she said teasingly, dragging Juliette behind her as they approached.
Asa's hand slipped from mine, and I tried to compose myself before they reached us.
"Ladies," Asa greeted.
"So, you must be the Asa. The one Eliana won't shut up about." Sophia said, giving me a nudge with her elbow.
"Sophia!" I gasped.
"What? I'm just saying." She said, as she raised both hands feigning surrender.
"It's nice to finally meet you. You've caused quite the emotional storm this past week." Juliette gave a small, knowing smile.
"I hope in a good way." Asa said, smirking faintly as his eyes flicked back to me.
"Depends on who you ask," Sophia said with a wink.
I wanted to melt into the floor.
"Okay, that's enough of that," I said quickly, tugging Asa's sleeve. "We'll be right back."
Asa followed without hesitation, his hand brushing the small of my back as we moved through the crowd.
The air outside the club was cooler as we stepped out and the music from the club thumped faintly through the walls, like a heartbeat that refused to stop.
We walked without speaking, crossing to the far side of the building where the light dimmed and the parking lot stretched quiet and half-empty.
For a moment, neither of us spoke as we stood there, the tension between us humming louder than any music could.
"You've been in my head all week," he murmured as he reached up, brushing his thumb along my jaw, tilting my face toward him.
"And you've been in mine," I said honestly.
"I thought about coming to visit when I didn't see your call but I got caught up in some business."
"I understand." I said, smiling like a little girl. "So what now?"
"Now?" He said, as His gaze dropped to my lips. "Maybe I remind you what you've been missing."
The sound that left me was somewhere between a laugh and a gasp.
"Out here?" I said with a shy laugh. "That's crazy."
"Maybe," he whispered, "but I don't care."
Before I could think, he closed the space between us and his hand slid behind my neck, pulling my face closer to his as he kissed me.
"Asa…" I whispered, breaking the kiss momentarily.
"Do you want me to stop?" He asked seductively, pressing his forehead against mine.
"I don't want you to stop." I responded, as I let my fingers trace his collar, down the smooth fabric of his shirt.
"I was hoping you'd say that."
I paused for a moment and turned my attention towards the club as the music inside swelled faintly. Someone had opened the door, spilling laughter into the night before it closed again.
Immediately we started kissing again and this time, Asa's hand reached for my breast and squeezed it gently. God I missed his touch.
He pulled me in closer and I could feel his d**k hard and pressing against me. His lips travelled from mine and went to my neck, causing me to moan even without him penetrating me. I didn't wear a bra so it was easy for him to slip my breast gently out of my dress and he worked his way delicately around me n**ple.
"I've missed you." He whispered.
His words sank in me like a stone thrown into the river and it caused me to want him even more. My hand reached for his d**k, rubbing it gently through his trouser while he delicately sucked my n**ple.
"God I want you inside me." I moaned.
I then got on my knees, as I unbuckled his belt, pulling his d**k like a starving woman. The speed with which I pulled him out caused his d**k to slap me in the face causing both of us to laugh softly.
My lips worked around his skin first before I took him whole into my mouth.
"Hmmm..." He moaned as he pulled my head closer, directing my flow.
I grabbed his d**k with both hands, soaking him with dripping saliva while stroking him slowly.
Almost impatiently, he lifted me up, and pulled my dress upwards revealing just my panties.
"Remove it." He said almost as a command before he got on his knees and teased my p***y with his finger.
He lifted one of my legs and placed it on his shoulder causing my p***y to part ways revealing the center, dripping with my slippery juice.
"You're dripping." He stated plainly.
"It's your fault." I moaned as I grabbed his head, impatiently desiring his tongue to touch me.
He resisted momentarily, as if he enjoyed watching me burn with desire.
"Asa..." I moaned, almost begging, before he finally moved in and sucked the tip of my cl*t, causing me to moan loudly.
"Shhh..." He whispered.
His tongue danced around my p***y lips while he inserted one of his fingers inside me, moving slowly and massaging the right spot I wanted him to. And I pulled his head closer as if I wanted his whole face inside of me. God he's good.
He paused for a moment and looked up at me. His lips dripping with my juice. I pulled him up immediately with a burning desire to taste myself on his lips and I kissed him, savoring my own salty taste on him.
He turned me around, getting on one knee as if to savor the sight of my p***y from behind, before licking me one last time. It was the tip of his d**k I felt first. Teasing me slightly without penetrating.
"Asa..." I moaned. "Please...."
He gave a soft, almost wicked, laugh as if he enjoyed watching me long for him. And then he grabbed my neck, squeezing gently as he thrusted slowly inside my p***y.