His Secret Obsession
Chapter 56

(Emery)

After finally escaping Asher's grabby hands..I was able to bolt out of the room with him hot on my heels. I believe he mumbled something about 'just one little taste' before I managed to wriggle out of his arms and lunged for the door. Turning the corner, I was about to bolt down the stairs when I ran into a solid object that let out a loud grunt.

"What the hell Em, why are you in such a hurry?" Carson's loud voice boomed as I quickly scurried behind him before Asher could reach me.

"Little kitten, you better get back here!" Asher growled before rounding the corner and coming face-to-face with a stern-looking Carson.

"Seriously? Kitten?" Carson snickered, making Asher stop in his tracks before standing up straight and clearing his throat. His eyes peered behind Carson and narrowed on me as I knew I was in for it now.

"Yeah, you got a problem with that pumpkin?" Asher responded, making me burst out with laughter before slapping my hand over my mouth, trying to stifle it immediately. I was not expecting that..and Carson didn't seem to be either as I saw his ears turning red with embarrassment.

"Come on..no more messing around, we gotta get this shit started." Carson grumbled, changing the subject immediately as Asher quickly dodged around him, catching me off guard before pulling me into his arms.

"You will definitely be punished for that later Kitten." Asher whispered only low enough for me to hear as his hand reached around spanking my b**t softy.

"P..punished." I stuttered, catching his gaze as his eyes sparkled with excitement..which terrified me even more.

"I can't wait to bend you over my knee and spank that pretty.." before he could finish Mack called out my name running up to me and enveloped me in a tight hug.

I tried my hardest to return the hug without her noticing my red face and wide eyes. Asher was going to spank me?! Oh god..now I'm really in for it.

"Why didn't you stay in my bed?" Mack asked, pulling back to look down at me. I had almost forgotten how tall she was. We began walking down the stairs as Asher gripped my hand tightly, walking behind us.

"Oh..I umm." I thought she wouldn't even notice because she was passed out cold.

"Because she wanted to sleep next to her boyfriend, that's why." Asher interjected, making me feel awkward as they both glared at one another. Isn't it too early in the morning for hostility like this?

I pulled away, letting out a sigh as Asher wrapped his arm around my shoulders before pulling me into his side.

"I

I guess we have a lot to catch up on. Seems like I missed a lot." Mack shrugged, I could tell she was upset and it actually surprised the hell out of me.

"Can we do this later ladies, we gotta get this shit clean before my Dad f*****g murders me." Carson yelled from the kitchen as I looked around the house that was in complete disarray.

"Where's Jackie?" I asked, not having seen her yet.

"She went to get us some coffee and bagels." Carson informed me before walking into the living room with garbage bags and some plastic gloves.

"So I was thinking you and Asher can do the living room and Mack and I can handle the kitchen." Carson instructed and I nodded my head, glancing towards a cool-faced Asher..he wasn't fooling me though, I could see the determination behind those eyes and knew he wouldn't make this easy, not one bit.

"Ugh, why can't we just wait for the cleaners, they will be here in an hour." Mack groaned before flopping down on the sofa..which had some type of questionable stain on it I must add..

"Because we don't have a f*****g hour MacKenzie..mom and dad are landing in forty minutes and you should be grateful that we are here to help out at all.." Carson chastised her and I watched as she shrank back into the couch before crossing her arms in front of her chest, pouting. "Fine..sorry." She grumbled.

"But can Em and I do the living room?" She looked towards Carson with her infamous puppy dog eyes and I just shook my head in disbelief. Mack was something else, but I could see Carson wavering by the second before Asher quickly stepped forward. "No, I'm cleaning with Emery..you don't get to pick and choose." Asher barked, making Mack scowl as I turned around and placed my hand on Asher's chest lightly.

"Come on baby, let's get started." I smiled up at him, making him sigh as his gaze finally softened the moment those stormy silver eyes met mine. What was up with those two? I know Mack and Asher were never that close to begin with, but they were acting like they completely hated each other.

Asher and I began cleaning, picking up trash, and straightening out furniture. I decided to just flip the couch cushion over to hide the stain until they could have it professionally cleaned. Their parents shouldn't notice right away and this room was hardly ever used..so Carson said it should be fine for now. After the sitting room was finished, I went to the potted plants that were shattered and went to clean them when Asher was on me in seconds and decided the job was too dangerous and quickly shooed me away. So I went and got the broom instead and began cleaning up the dirt and leaves that were trailed all through the foyer.

Carson decided to put some music on throughout the house through the Bluetooth speaker system they had and I couldn't help but sing along when 'Basket Case' by Green Day came on. I swear Asher's eyes were on me this whole damn time I wondered how he was even cleaning at all.

Asher went to go take a few of the trash bags outside and I was pleasantly surprised that he has been behaving himself and keeping his hands off of me for the most part...well.. up until now. I was bent down on my hands and knees, spraying a dirt stain on the white carpet in the hallway..which seriously?! Who the hell buys a white rug..that's just asking for trouble. I was putting my back into it, scrubbing away and humming to the music when I suddenly felt a large hand sliding up my ass, causing me to yelp. "Fuck baby, you look so sexy on your hands and knees like this." He groaned, rubbing my butt as I couldn't stop my heart from racing.

"Asher..behave." I breathed, the warmth of his hands traveling straight between my legs and causing me to jolt forward.

"You're telling me to behave when your perfect ass is tempting me like this?" He hunched over me, his hips grinding into my ass as a sharp gasp of air escaped me. Why was it so hot in here?! What the hell was this man doing right now? I could feel his hard c**k beneath his shorts, causing my head to spin as he rubbed himself up and down my covered a*s.

"Ash..Asher..someone is going to see us!" I tried to reason with him but was spiraling fast as I lost all grasp on reality while I felt his wide tongue swipe up my neck.

"I'm all sweaty and gross." I tried that tactic which just made him growl and grind into me harder..I can't even imagine what we must look like right now. Oh god..this is like something out of a damn porno.

"I like you dirty..you smell so fucking amazing." He inhaled deeply, making me whimper as I felt my arms about to give out from the weight of him..not to mention my whole body practically turning into jelly just from his touch alone.

What the hell is wrong with me?! There are people in the other room! I don't know what has come over me as I leaned back into Asher's touch, his hands driving me crazy as his mouth continued to work my neck.

Luckily Jackie got back a little while ago so I knew Carson was distracted. But if he walked in on us, he really might just kick Asher's ass after this one. I needed to get a grasp on this whole situation fast but Asher was making it harder by the second as he reached around, pinching my now erect nipple gently above my t-shirt, making me moan. Just as I was going to lose all reasoning and give in to this temptation that was Asher McNeal..which seriously..what is wrong with me..

The door opened and Asher and I peered up, seeing the shocked faces of Vince and Heather Prescott, their eyes wide as they witnessed the scene before them, making my jaw drop as Asher stood, dragging me up with him and wrapping his arm around my shoulder. "Hey Mr. and Mrs. P." Asher said cooly, like we weren't just practically dry-humping on the floor. At that moment it was hard not to wish for the ground to open up and swallow me whole so I could never be face-to-face with Mr. and Mrs. Prescott again. "Asher...and..Emery?!" Mr. Prescott stumbled out, his eyes blinking rapidly as he glanced between us like he couldn't believe what he was seeing. Which I can't blame him..it's still hard for me to believe. I have known the man since I was a kid..so I can imagine his

shock.

"What the fuck!" He yelled and I wasn't expecting that one bit..I was ready to die right then and there..just take me now..I will never be able to show my face around here again...game over...