"Tsk! Do you have to be such a mood-killer right now? Fine, have it your way."
Asher Keating knew she'd never be able to let the money go. 'Whatever, let her do what she wants,' he thought. 'With her current salary, even if she made ten thousand a month and saved half to pay me back, it would still take her five or six years.'
Besides, it wasn't like she was making that much anyway. 'If this makes her feel better, there's no harm in it.'
"Then... can you just hold on to what I gave you before?" Leah Sinclair asked, hugging him.
"Mm-hmm. All done?"
As Asher Keating spoke, he nestled between her thighs, his hand beginning a restless caress.
"Yeah, all done."
Leah Sinclair had just lifted her head when Asher Keating's kisses rained down on her like a torrential storm.
"Now, why don't you start by fulfilling your girlfriend duties."
