His Secret Obsession
Chapter 12

"Asher, what's wrong?" I asked confused, looking outside, wondering if we got a flat tire or if we hit something. Suddenly he unbuckled his seatbelt, his body sliding across the seat as he gripped my face with his large hands.

"F**k Emery, you don't even know what you do to me do you." He mumbled, his mouth replaceing mine without any warning as my eyes widened.

Asher crushed his mouth to mine, pressing into me with such desperation that every ounce of air escaped my lungs in a sharp gasp. This kiss was unlike anything I had ever experienced in my life, it was full of so much more passion and intensity than the first that I couldn't even believe it was truly happening.

His lips parted slightly as he slid his tongue out, prompting me to do the same as he slid into my mouth. My hands reached up, gripping his shoulders as he glided his tongue expertly against me. A deep guttural moan left him while his body seamlessly melded against mine. The sound of his moan caused millions of butterflies to flutter inside of me as I let out a soft whimper. His kiss, his touch, even his taste was so intoxicating that my head began to spin as he continued to devour me.

I felt nervous suddenly, realizing I had never kissed someone like this before in my life. Earlier I just stood there, unsure of what to do but now..now I was acting on it. I let out a gasp as his mouth slid down, licking my jaw and settling on my neck hastily. His movements were filled with such burning desire that it made my stomach flip as his teeth grazed my sensitive flesh while his tongue lapped at my skin.

"Asher." I breathed his name, his hands wandering down, replaceing my breasts as he massaged me hungrily.

"You are fucking beautiful." He groaned, his thumbs flicking across my hard nipples as he began rubbing circles around the stiff peaks beneath my shirt and bra.

I let my head fall back, my eyes fluttering shut as the sound of his heavy breathing filled me. The sensation of his hands all over me, his mouth continuing to taste me.

"You taste so sweet." He mumbled, his tongue continuing to slide across my throat.

Suddenly he pulled back, his silver orbs burning into me as he watched me intently, I wriggled beneath his gaze. His hands still working my breasts as I bit my lip, causing him to growl and lean forward. He reached down, taking my lip in between his teeth, biting down roughly and causing me to yelp as he fused our mouths together once more. His tongue circled my own as he swallowed my soft whimpers with ravenous gulps.

Suddenly the sound of music began to play, causing me to jump back as he cursed under his breath. He quickly pulled his phone out of his pocket, looking at the screen as I sat there, my chest heaving as I tried to catch my breath. "Fuck, it's Carson." He groaned, answering the phone quickly.

"Yeah, what's up man?" He said, trying to keep his breathing steady. He quickly looked over at me as I glanced away nervously. The reality of what just happened finally settling in.

"No, we just had to stop and get some gas, we will be right there." He responded and then hung up after saying his goodbyes.

He set his phone down and turned towards me once more.

"Are you okay?" He asked softly, making me turn and meet his gaze. I nodded my head adamantly, trying not to be a smiling fool as I hid my feelings the best I could.

Suddenly he leaned forward, kissing me once more, so much more gently than before, and rested his forehead against my brow.

"Fuck, I just can't stop kissing you." He whispered against my swollen lips and I couldn't fight the smile any longer. He smiled with me, his hands reaching up and caressing my face as our gazes locked.

"We better get going, Carson is already suspicious enough." He grumbled and sat back in his seat. I nodded my head, still unable to speak as I bit my bottom lips softly. My body still on fire from his touch alone.

Suddenly he reached over, taking my hand in his as he pulled back onto the road. My heart was beating erratically as I looked down at our hands. His huge palms encased mine as our fingers intertwined. He glanced over at me, a soft smile on his lips as he continued to study me while glancing back to the road.

"What are you thinking?" He asked, squeezing my hand as I looked up at him.

"Honestly?" I asked and he nodded, worry filling his eyes as I couldn't help but swallow down these nerves that were trying to take over.

"That these past twenty-four hours have been the weirdest day of my life." I laughed, seeing him relax a little as I couldn't help but smile at him. I felt as if everything inside of me were about to burst. I wanted to giggle and kick my feet and let all those bottled-up sappy emotions out.

"Yeah, I guess a lot can change in a day huh?" He grinned and I nodded.

He continued to drive us to Sandy's, his hand holding mine firmly as I couldn't wipe this stupid smirk off of my face. Asher McNeal was holding my hand..not only that but he kissed me.. fourteen year old me would be dying right now. Hell..nineteen year old me is dying.

Suddenly Ronan flashed through my mind..and then guilt hit..crap. What was I going to do about Ronan?

I looked out the window, my happy mood disappearing as Asher looked over at me again.

"What is it?" He asked, trying to look at me and the road at the same time.

I felt weird telling him about the other guy..and what if this isn't as serious as I feel it is? I don't want to make Asher feel awkward and like I'm putting pressure on him. "Emery, tell me." His voice was firm, causing me to let out a sigh.

"I just feel bad..that guy online..I just don't want to upset anyone." I admitted, not wanting to go into any more detail.

Asher let out a sharp breath he must have been holding, his shoulders seeming to relax as he looked over at me.

"Em, there's something I need to tell you..." He began in a serious tone. Just then we were pulling up into Sandy's and Asher put the truck in park and turned it off.

He turned to face me, his hand squeezing mine as someone approaching the car caught my eye. It was a woman with Black hair and legs to die for. She wore a short skirt and yellow top, her skin kissed by the sun, and her looks supermodel quality. Asher followed my gaze and froze instantly.

"Fuck.." he said under his breath, stiffening in his seat as he let go of my hand. I looked between him and the woman in confusion.

"What is it?" I asked, seeing his demeanor change completely.

Suddenly the woman spotted me and frowned, her eyes shooting back to Asher as she looked pissed off. Then my heart sank..she knows Asher..and he knows her too.

She walked to the door and opened it, looking between us as I froze, not knowing what to say.

"Well...aren't you happy to see me babe or did Carson ruin the surprise?" She said in an overly sweet tone, her hands were on her hips and a pout appeared on her full lips. "Natalie, what are you doing here?" Asher asked, surprise clearly written on his face.

"Well, since I am officially on summer break I wanted to spend it together. I tried to fly out for the party last night but had a photo shoot." She said while flipping her hair and looking over toward me once more. Of course, she was a model..and I was a complete idiot. I was frozen..stuck in place..Wishing I might just drop dead right here and now.

"Whose this?" She questioned in a bitchy tone.

"Ughh..this..this is Emery." Asher muttered, not even looking toward me.

"Oh, Carson's little fake sister thing? I thought you said she was fat." She said like it was nothing..I blinked my eyes. The words rang in my ear as I looked down at my lap, squeezing my hands together as I just felt like I was stabbed in the f*****g heart. Asher whipped his head around.

"I didn't say she was fat." He hissed, the word still feeling like a slap in the face.

"Cubby, fat, whatever, it all means the same." She said nonchalantly and I wanted to get the hell out of here.

Suddenly Carson and Jackie began walking towards us, waving for us to come inside.

I slid out of the truck, walking forward as I tried to get as far away from Asher McNeal as possible.

Carson looked at me with a concerned expression.

"Em, what's wrong?" He asked and I just tried to give the best smile I could muster.

"Just got a little car sick." I said, not sure how I haven't run away from here crying my eyes out by now..I think I'm in shock..seriously.

Carson looked behind me and groaned.

"I see you met Natalie, Asher's girlfriend..she insisted on flying out to surprise him. Great huh?" He complained, and I let out an awkward laugh. Jackie elbowed Carson in the ribs, causing him to flinch.

"Shh, they're coming." She said, glaring at Carson as he gave her a sheepish grin.

So there it was...Asher's girlfriend. The other shoe has indeed dropped. I knew there had to be a catch, I knew this wasn't real. But why did he do it? I feel absolutely horrible. My stomach began to turn, the excuse I used actually coming to light and now making me really need to vomit.

"Hey Em, you don't look so good." Carson frowned and I took a deep breath, trying to hold it all in. The pain and anguish trying to force their way out as I nodded my head.

I felt him coming up behind me, that electric feeling tingling my body and making my skin crawl.

"Everyone ready? The rest of the gang just sat down." Carson said as I turned quickly.

"Can I have the truck keys please?" I asked Asher, unable to look him in the eyes as Natalie was clearly all over him.

He hesitated, reaching into his pocket as he took them out and placed them in the palm of my hand. His fingers brushed against my skin as he stopped, lingering for a moment.

I yanked my hand away and turned to walk back to Carson, needing to get the hell away from here right now.

"Carson, is it okay if I just dip? I don't feel good and I just want to go home." I said quietly, and he looked at me worriedly.

"You want me to drive you? I can drop the truck back off tonight." He offered and I shook my head.

"I should be able to get home, I just don't want to ruin your guy's brunch...sorry." I said, trying to convince him it was just because I was sick.

"Okay, text me when you get home..oh shit your phone. Well just send me a message on Facebook okay?" He said and I nodded quickly, turning on my heels and running back to the truck. Avoiding Asher's gaze at all costs as I slid into the driver's side. Suddenly there was a knock on the window, startling me as I started the car.

"Em, we need to talk about this, please. It's not what you think." He said quickly and I looked down.

"I won't say anything, I promise. I wouldn't want to ruin things with you and your girlfriend." I managed to spit out and quickly put the car in drive as I booked it the hell out of there before he could say anything else.

I couldn't look back, knowing he was with her..knowing he was never really into me..why did he do it? Was he just curious? Was it all just some type of game? The tears began to fall, my heart breaking in two as a low sob left me. The raw emotions spilled out as I tried to focus on the road..home..I just needed to go home. I drove as fast as I could without getting pulled over, trying to put as much distance between me and Asher as possible..

Once I was in the driveway I grabbed my purse and slammed the truck door. I ran into the house, thankful my dad and uncle weren't there to witness this pathetic display. After running upstairs I threw myself onto the bed. Loud sobs wrecked my body as those words crept back into my head...I thought you said she was fat...

Oh god..of course, that's the thing he told her about me. So pathetic, I felt like a complete fool. Asher didn't give a shit about me before I lost weight..I was nothing to him and now that I am better looking now he was just curious. How could I think someone like Asher would ever want someone like me..how delusional can I be.