TARA'S POV.
I nodded and, without thinking, took a full swig of the drink, emptying its contents in one go.
I was delighted by the way the liquor burned my chest and made my stomach churn as it made its way down.
Anything to distract me from the heartache I was feeling...
My glass was soon refilled.
By the fourth glass, my eyes were already becoming hazy, but that didn't stop me from ordering for it to be refilled more.
"Heartbroken?" I heard a deep, masculine voice behind me.
For a second, I thought that voice sounded a bit familiar.
Without asking for my permission, he dragged a seat along and sat opposite me.
I glanced up slowly at the face of the intruder, and a frown etched on my face.
"Asher?" I called in surprise.
What was he doing here?
Asher Fenrir was a transfer student who attended the same high school as me and was also the football team leader.
Asher was one of the hottest males in the school, garnering the attention of males and females alike. Even while I was with Tyson, I had found myself ogling over him a few times.
He simply looked unreal.
I was aware of the hatred Tyson had towards him because he had managed to steal all the spotlight and attention from him ever since his arrival.
However, there was one thing he was known for: he was a notorious playboy.
He had every female at his beck and call and used them however he liked. In fact, they were so numerous that he never had sex with any girl more than once.
A slight smirk played at the edge of his lips after I had recognized him.
Perhaps it was as a result of the alcohol, but my face and body heated up under his intense gaze.
"W-why did you leave the party too? Got bored?" I tried awkwardly to start up a conversation.
"Hm." He nodded simply.
For a moment, I was distracted and watched lustfully as his long, sleazy fingers lifted the glass of alcohol in his hands, and the way his Adam's apple bobbled up and down as the drink went down his throat.
I now knew why he was able to make everyone melt around him.
Why would a simple thing such as drinking from a glass look so sexy on him...
"You still haven't answered my question. Did you and Tyson break up already?" Asher asked, snapping me out of my delusional thinking.
"How did you know Tyson and I were together?" My eyes widened in slight surprise.
"The question is, who isn't aware?" He chuckled in a low voice, causing my body to shiver slightly.
"He cheated on me, so yeah, I broke up with him," I responded bitterly.
I added without thinking, "I guess all you men are the same."
"Hm, Tara. How do you know? You have only been with one man."
"I guess," I shrugged in surrender.
But there was something about the way my name sounded on his lips that caused knots to form in my belly.
"You look really beautiful tonight," he complimented out of the blue, causing a blush to creep up on my cheeks.
After almost ten glasses of alcohol, I felt like my senses had heightened, and I felt very uncomfortable. My body trembled, and my eyes were struggling to stay open.
I rubbed my sweaty palms together nervously, my lips trembling slightly.
Asher seemed to have noticed my strange behavior as he asked, his eyes fixated on me firmly, "Are you okay there? You look a little unwell."
"Uh... nothing. It's just that I- I feel a little hot."
Asher leaned into me slightly, a line of concern appearing on his forehead.
He gazed at me intensely and spoke, "Then how about you pull down the zipper of your dress a bit? I can give you my shirt to cover up."
The nearly close proximity between us only increased the heat I felt in me, and I bit the bottom of my lip nervously.
Asher's eyes seemed to catch the little action from my lips, and I could see his eyes darken a bit and a strange expression flicker through them.
He shifted his attention back to my face and was about to say something, but I spoke first.
"I mean I feel hot... down here," my voice came out as a breathy whisper.
His eyes locked on mine for a brief second, most likely wondering if I was joking with him or not, and there was silence for a while.
"Tara, are you aware of what you are doing?" His next question came out as a deep growl.
"Completely." I bit my bottom lip intentionally this time, leaning forward slightly to give him a view of my cleavage.
"Fuck." I heard him curse beneath his breath.
His green eyes had completely darkened as he stared at me, and I heard him mutter something.
"Fine. I hope you won't regret this later."
Without warning, he leaned in closer and captured his lips with mine, kissing them hungrily while lifting me up from the seat, my legs snaked around his waist.
"Where are you taking me to?" I asked as I noticed him walking towards his car.
"To my car, baby," he mumbled against the back of my ear.
Opening the back door of his Mercedes Maybach, he placed me on the seat and leaned over me, using his right hand to support his weight so he wouldn't crush me.
He buried his face against the crook of my neck and inhaled deeply.
"You smell so good," he mumbled.
Those words and his breathing against my neck only seemed to intoxicate me more.
Sensing my impatience, he chuckled lowly and began to slowly unbutton my shirt, his eyes taking in every bit of my body. His eyes briefly fell on my exposed neck, and he gritted his teeth, a strange red color taking over his green orbs.
He crushed his lips against mine and squeezed my ass lightly, sending further pleasure through me.
"P-please," I mumbled against his lips, "Can you just skip the foreplay part?"
I wanted him inside of me as soon as possible. I was going uncontrollably, restless...
"If that's what you want, Princess."
I leaned up a bit to give him access to easily pull off my dress.
My body trembled as his fingertips brushed against my thighs as he attempted to pull down my panties. He brought his face close to my inner thigh and inhaled, mumbling the same words again: "You smell so good."
Suddenly, he rose up and pulled away his trousers, placing his now hard, erect member at my wet entrance.
My eyes widened at his huge size, and I swallowed.
He suddenly realized something, and he held my eyes, his expression serious.
"Is this your first time?"
I nodded shyly and bit my lip.
An unknown expression flashed through his face but disappeared immediately.
"Was he going to lose interest now?" I thought disappointedly.
He flashed me a gentle smile and whispered, "Don't worry, Princess. I'm going to be gentle with you."
As he brought his member close to my entrance, he suddenly stopped.
I sighed in frustration. What the hell was going on now?
"I have to make sure you are fully conscious of what we are about to do," he whispered, his gaze piercing into mine.
Slowly grazing my skin with the tip of his fingers, he spoke.
"Who are you with?"
"Asher," I responded, my voice coming out as a breathy whisper.
"Full name?" His voice came out like a demanding order.
"Asher Fenrir."
And with that, he slid into me.
"Ash-er." I moaned loudly as raw pleasure consumed my whole being.
He groaned his response and mumbled, "Mate..."
Whatever that meant, I didn't know, but it sure made me feel good.