Dictated Desires

Emily stood near the edge of the garden, heart racing. The champagne had loosened her inhibitions and she was ready to make a really bad decision. She had noticed Asher gaze following her throughout the day. When no one was looking, he raked her body with an intense hungry gaze that made her soak her panties.

Right now he was giving her the same hungry look. He was leaning against a stone pillar a few feet away from her. It was night time but she could see the intensity in his eyes when they met hers. The sexual tension around them could choke an adult.

Asher waited until no one was looking before pulling Emily into the darkness. She was caught off guard and was almost opening her mouth to scream when he put his hand on her mouth.

"Shhh! Don't scream, it's me," Asher said. Her back was on one of the trees.

"What is going on?" Emily hadn't expected him to pull her.

"Nothing much, I just wanted to do this." Before Emily could ask what he wanted to do, he connected their mouths.

Emily, who had always dreamt of doing this, matched his energy. When they finally came up for air, she said, "That was better than what I have been dreaming of."

"Hold on, you have been dreaming about me?" Asher was still breathless.

"I didn't say that." She turned red.

"Cute. Deny it all you want. I, on the other hand would like you to come sit on my face. I want to see if you taste as good as you do in my dreams," Asher said before nibbling her ear.

It earned him a moan from her. "I can't... I... "

Asher kissed her again, swallowing another moan. "Think about it. I will leave the door open. My room is the last one on the left, first floor." He blended into the night, leaving her breathless.

"This is a bad idea," Emily whispered to herself before she knocked lightly on his door. It was way past midnight and most, if not all the guests were asleep. Cassie and Reggie had also retired to bed as they had an early flight to their hobeymoon destination.

The door remained shut for a minute. Emily had just turned to leave when it was unlocked. Asher pulled her inside gently.

The moment the door closed behind them, he pushed her against it, his mouth crashing down on hers in a hungry, demanding kiss.

Emily moaned into it, her hands fisting in his shirt. He was usually so calm, so composed, but tonight, that control was fraying at the edges. He lifted her effortlessly, her legs wrapping around his waist as he carried her to the large bed.

He laid her down with surprising gentleness, but his eyes burned with dominance, "I thought you weren't coming."

"I almost went back," Emily said with a small smile.

"I am sorry. I was putting on some pants," he said before taking off the said pants.

He stripped off his shirt, revealing the hard, sculpted body she had fantasized about for years. Emily's mouth hang open. He was so gucking hot she forgot to breathe for a second.

"Stand," he commanded. He unzipped her reception dress and pushed it off her shoulders. His hands roamed gently but possesively over her body.

"So fucking beautiful," he murmured before pushing her back to the bed and following her. He started by kissing down her neck, then lower, taking one nipple into his mouth and sucking hard. Emily arched with a gasp, heat flooding between her thighs.

Asher didn't rush. He took his time, exploring her body with his mouth and hands. He teased her until she was writhing beneath him.

"Does it happen like this in your dreams?" he asked as he spread her legs. Her thong was long gone.

"I...I guess. It's... She had turned into a broken record and he was not even inside her yet.

When he finally slid two thick fingers inside her, she moaned loudly, hips bucking.

"Quiet," he commanded, voice dark with lust. "Or I'll have to gag you."

The words sent a fresh wave of arousal through her. Asher smiled darkly, clearly enjoying her reaction. He pumped his fingers deeper, curling them just right while his thumb circled her clit. Emily bit her lip to stifle her cries, but when he added a third finger, she couldn't hold back.

"Please, Asher..." she begged, voice trembling.

"I want to taste you. Can I?" The request made her wetter.

"Yes please," she said before unashamedly spread her legs further.

His tongue was warm against her. He licked and sucked, feasted on her like she was his last meal. His guttyral groan pushed her to the edge.

"Better than my dreams for real," Asher said as he came up to kiss her.

He stood up and went to the bathroom, when he came back, he was holding a packet of condoms. He wore one as Emily watched him with longing. Positioning himself between her thighs, he looked down at her with raw hunger.

"Tell me you want this," he said, voice rough.

"I want you," she gasped. "Please."

He thrust into her in one powerful stroke, burying himself to the hilt. Emily cried out, her nails digging into his shoulders. Asher groaned, holding still for a moment to let her adjust, then began yo move. The thrusts were deep and slow but quickly grew harder and more demanding.

He fucked her with controlled dominance, one hand pinning her wrists above her head, the other gripping her hip as he drove into her. Emily moaned loudly, lost in the sensation of being completely taken by him.

"If you continue screaming like that, the whole villa will hear you," he growled against her ear, angling his hips to hit that perfect spot inside her. "You have to stay quiet or I'll stop."

"You wouldn't dare" she said, her eyes on him. "I will be quiet, just don't stop please."

He released her wrists and flipped her onto her stomach, pulling her hips up and entering her from behind in one smooth thrust. The new angle made her cry out but it was muffled with a pillow. He fucked her harder, one hand fisting in her hair, the other reaching around to rub her clit.

"Come for me," he commanded, voice rough with need.

Emily shattered with a stiffled moan, her orgasm crashing over her. Asher followed moments later, burying himself deep and groaning her name as he came.

They collapsed together, breathing heavily. Asher pulled her into his arms, kissing her forehead with surprising tenderness.

Emily did not know when she had fallen asleep, but when she came to, dawn was creeping in. Her heart clenched with panic. Asher was still snoring softly beside her. She slipped out of bed quietly, gathering her clothes as fast as she could. Her hands shook as she dressed, glancing back at his peaceful face one last time.

This had been a huge mistake that she did not want anyone to find out.

With one final look, Emily slipped out of his room, closing the door softly behind her. She hurried down the hallway to the room she was sharing with Sarah, heels in hand.

The door creaked open. Sarah stirred in the bed, blinking sleepily as Emily tiptoed inside.

"Em... is that you?" Sarah mumbled in the darkness. "Where are you going?"

Emily froze.