It had already been a few months since you and Asher had become a couple, and you'd already broached the subject of the next step to take. You'd already learned a lot from him, and so had he.

He wanted to cherish you like no one else had and love you desperately even if it might cost him dearly, he only wanted you, and even if sometimes that feeling turned to deathly possessiveness.

That night, you had prepared yourself to show him that you were ready to receive all the love he was devoted to giving.

Returning to the house as usual, he went up to your room so he could kiss you tenderly, but instead found you in lingerie on the bed.

"To what do I owe this pleasure?"