Asher’s POV

I could see the shame on her face as she looked away from me. I moved closer to her even though I knew she had been staring at my bare chest. It made her swallow a lump of saliva. I placed both hands on her shoulders as the memories of the afternoon flooded through me. The way she gripped my cock. She was so tight that I almost went crazy. I knew the sex was hard and rough. I don't regret..

I asked her if she regretted it.

"Do you regret it?" I repeated again.

Her lashes ...