Dictated Desires

Emily stood near the edge of the garden, heart racing. The champagne had loosened her inhibitions and she was ready to make a really bad decision. She had noticed Asher gaze following her throughout the day. When no one was looking, he raked her body with an intense hungry gaze that made her soak her panties.

Right now he was giving her the same hungry look. He was leaning against a stone pillar a few feet away from her. It was night time but she could see the intensity in his eyes when they met hers. The sexual tension around them could choke an adult.

Asher waited until no one was looking before pulling Emily into the darkness. She was caught off guard and was almost opening her mouth to scream when he put his hand on her mouth.

"Shhh! Don't scream, it's me," Asher said. Her back was on one of the trees.

"What is going on?" Emily hadn't expected him to pull her.

"Nothing much, I just wanted to do this." Before Emily could ask what he wanted to do, he connected their mouths.

Emily, who had always dreamt of doing this, matched his energy. When they finally came up for air, she said, "That was better than what I have been dreaming of."

"Hold on, you have been dreaming about me?" Asher was still breathless.

"I didn't say that." She turned red.

"Cute. Deny it all you want. I, on the other hand would like you to come sit on my face. I want to see if you taste as good as you do in my dreams," Asher said before nibbling her ear.

It earned him a moan from her. "I can't... I... "

Asher kissed her again, swallowing another moan. "Think about it. I will leave the door open. My room is the last one on the left, first floor." He blended into the night, leaving her breathless.

"This is a bad idea," Emily whispered to herself before she knocked lightly on his door. It was way past midnight and most, if not all the guests were asleep. Cassie and Reggie had also retired to bed as they had an early flight to their hobeymoon destination.

The door remained shut for a minute. Emily had just turned to leave when it was unlocked. Asher pulled her inside gently.

The moment the door closed behind them, he pushed her against it, his mouth crashing down on hers in a hungry, demanding kiss.

Emily moaned into it, her hands fisting in his shirt. He was usually so calm, so composed, but tonight, that control was fraying at the edges. He lifted her effortlessly, her legs wrapping around his waist as he carried her to the large bed.

He laid her down with surprising gentleness, but his eyes burned with dominance, "I thought you weren't coming."

"I almost went back," Emily said with a small smile.

"I am sorry. I was putting on some pants," he said before taking off the said pants.

He stripped off his shirt, revealing the hard, sculpted body she had fantasized about for years. Emily's mouth hang open. He was so gucking hot she forgot to breathe for a second.

"Stand," he commanded. He unzipped her reception dress and pushed it off her shoulders. His hands roamed gently but possesively over her body.

"So fucking beautiful," he murmured before pushing her back to the bed and following her. He started by kissing down her neck, then lower, taking one nipple into his mouth and sucking hard. Emily arched with a gasp, heat flooding between her thighs.

Asher didn't rush. He took his time, exploring her body with his mouth and hands. He teased her until she was writhing beneath him.

"Does it happen like this in your dreams?" he asked as he spread her legs. Her thong was long gone.

"I...I guess. It's... She had turned into a broken record and he was not even inside her yet.

When he finally slid two thick fingers inside her, she moaned loudly, hips bucking.

"Quiet," he commanded, voice dark with lust. "Or I'll have to gag you."

The words sent a fresh wave of arousal through her. Asher smiled darkly, clearly enjoying her reaction. He pumped his fingers deeper, curling them just right while his thumb circled her clit. Emily bit her lip to stifle her cries, but when he added a third finger, she couldn't hold back.

"Please, Asher..." she begged, voice trembling.

"I want to taste you. Can I?" The request made her wetter.

"Yes please," she said before unashamedly spread her legs further.

His tongue was warm against her. He licked and sucked, feasted on her like she was his last meal. His guttyral groan pushed her to the edge.

"Better than my dreams for real," Asher said as he came up to kiss her.

He stood up and went to the bathroom, when he came back, he was holding a packet of condoms. He wore one as Emily watched him with longing. Positioning himself between her thighs, he looked down at her with raw hunger.

"Tell me you want this," he said, voice rough.

"I want you," she gasped. "Please."

He thrust into her in one powerful stroke, burying himself to the hilt. Emily cried out, her nails digging into his shoulders. Asher groaned, holding still for a moment to let her adjust, then began yo move. The thrusts were deep and slow but quickly grew harder and more demanding.

He fucked her with controlled dominance, one hand pinning her wrists above her head, the other gripping her hip as he drove into her. Emily moaned loudly, lost in the sensation of being completely taken by him.

"If you continue screaming like that, the whole villa will hear you," he growled against her ear, angling his hips to hit that perfect spot inside her. "You have to stay quiet or I'll stop."

"You wouldn't dare" she said, her eyes on him. "I will be quiet, just don't stop please."

He released her wrists and flipped her onto her stomach, pulling her hips up and entering her from behind in one smooth thrust. The new angle made her cry out but it was muffled with a pillow. He fucked her harder, one hand fisting in her hair, the other reaching around to rub her clit.

"Come for me," he commanded, voice rough with need.

Emily shattered with a stiffled moan, her orgasm crashing over her. Asher followed moments later, burying himself deep and groaning her name as he came.

They collapsed together, breathing heavily. Asher pulled her into his arms, kissing her forehead with surprising tenderness.

Emily did not know when she had fallen asleep, but when she came to, dawn was creeping in. Her heart clenched with panic. Asher was still snoring softly beside her. She slipped out of bed quietly, gathering her clothes as fast as she could. Her hands shook as she dressed, glancing back at his peaceful face one last time.

This had been a huge mistake that she did not want anyone to find out.

With one final look, Emily slipped out of his room, closing the door softly behind her. She hurried down the hallway to the room she was sharing with Sarah, heels in hand.

The door creaked open. Sarah stirred in the bed, blinking sleepily as Emily tiptoed inside.

"Em... is that you?" Sarah mumbled in the darkness. "Where are you going?"

Emily froze.

"Hey Sarah. Yes it's me. Just went to get some air. Thought I'd catch the sun but it is a bit chilly so I came back, " Emily lied as she headed to her bed.

"It is cold. Let me go back to dreaming. Talk to you when I fully wake up, " Sarah said with a yawn.

"Okay. Later, " Em said as she got into bed.

Emily lay motionless, staring at the ceiling as the soft morning light crept through the curtains. Her body felt different. She was sore in all the right places and every small movement sent fresh waves of heat and shame through her. The taste of Asher still lingered on her lips. He kissed the way he walked; controlled but deeply.

The memory of his deep, commanding voice whispering "Mine" against her ear swirled in her brain. She wasn't his but the word had made her wetter. This wasn't supposed to be happening. He wasn't supposed to affect her like that.

She turned her head and saw that Sarah had gone back to sleeping peacefully in the other bed. Relief washed over her. At least her friend hadn't asked too many questions when she slipped back into the room at dawn, heels in hand. She had been afraid that she would be found. It was not like it was the first time she was sneaking in from a night out. This was different in a way she didn't want to discover.

She closed her eyes and summoned sleep but it did not come. The only thoughts that assaulted her mind were of her under Asher, moaning and calling his name loud enough to have him cover her mouth with his palm. After tossing and turning for some minutes, she quietly slipped out of bed and tiptoed to the bathroom. She locked the door and leaned against it, breathing hard. She washed her face and brushed her teeth. Maybe she could really catch the sun rise now instead of just laying there with dirty thoughts.

Her phone buzzed on the counter. She looked at the screen. There were three messages from Asher.

Asher: You okay? I woke up and found you were gone.

Asher: I wanted to eat you out one more time. Would you like to come back?

Asher: Talk to me, Emily.

Her heart clenched tightly. She wanted to reply. She wanted to tell him how alive and sexy he had made her feel. And how he was the first man to ever give her multiple orgasms in one night. Instead, she deleted the messages one by one and blocked his number. This had to stop before it ruined everything.

The shower was scalding hot. She scrubbed her skin until it was pink. She was trying to erase the scent of him and the feel of his hands pinning her wrists. She couldn't shake the way he had taken complete control of her body as if he knew deeply. It was unsettling how good he could make her feel. That was not what she had signed up for and she scrubbed harder to rid the experience off her mind and body. But the memories only grew stronger and phantom hands continued to caress her. She remembered how he had flipped her onto her stomach, fisted her hair, and driven into her with one thrust. Her legs trembled at the memory of how easily she had came apart for him.

Tears mixed with the water on her face. It was embarassing how much she wanted to run back to his bed and let him devour her again. This was not her. She did not do more than one night, especially not with men who looked calm but dangerous. He could burn her, and she knew that. And it was the reason she was so determined to keep her distance.

By the time she emerged from the bathroom, Sarah was awake and scrolling on her phone.

"You came back really late," Sarah said with a raised eyebrow. "Everything alright?"

It looked like Sarah really didn't remember them having a conversation.

"It was almost dawn Sarah. I was not sleepy so I went for a walk in the garden. It is really beautiful at night. You should see it, " Emily lied again.

Sarah didn't look fully convinced but dropped the subject. "I will tonight. We are leaving tomorrow, right?"

"Yes. We are catching the afternoon flight. I really enjoyed my stay here," Em answered.

"I did too. Maybe someday we can afford to vacation here," Sarah wished.

"If we get rich husbands, we will have the funds," Emily chimed."

"Anyway, dress up. We have to go downstairs for some food. I am famished," Sarah said as she changed into a lounge set.

They joined the others for breakfast on the villa terrace. Cassie looked radiant. She was glowing with happiness as she leaned against Reggie. The love between them was beautiful and obvious.

A few minutes later, Asher walked in. He looked composed and sexy. He was wearing a simple white shirt that stretched across his broad shoulders. His hair was a bit shaggy and he had the morning stuble.

He greeted them before siting down beside Reggie.

His eyes found Emily a minute later. The intensity in them made her stomach tighten. She looked down at her plate, suddenly unable to eat.

Throughout breakfast, his gaze kept returning to her. When their eyes met across the table, heat flared between them. Emily excused herself early, claiming she was coming down with a headache.

She spent the rest of the morning pacing, guilt eating at her. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Asher's face above her, felt his weight pressing her into the mattress. She wanted him again, maybe more than once. That realization terrified her more than anything.

Her phone buzzed with a new number. She knew it was him.

Unknown: Don't run from this. We need to talk.

Emily stared at the message for a long time before typing back a single word:

Emily: It was a mistake.

She blocked the new number too.

But she knew better than anyone else. Last night hadn't felt like a mistake. It had been inevitable. They had been dancing around each other for a while. There texts had been a bit polite before, but there had been sexual inniendos from the onset.

The guilt followed her all day. She watched Cassie laughing with Reggie and felt tears prick her eyes. She was happy and Emily knew that she could never get that kind of happiness in her life.

Asher didn't approach her again that day, but she felt his presence everywhere. The tension between them was thick and was not going to dissipate soon.

That night, alone in bed, Emily's hand slipped between her thighs. She remembered every command, every thrust, every growl. She came whispering his name, then cried quietly into her pillow until sleep finally claimed her.

This secret was going to destroy her if she wasn't careful.

They travelled the next day in tue afternoon. Emily sat with Sarah while Asher and one of his distant cousin sat together on the opposite seats. When Emily realized that Asher was also on the aisle seat, she requested Sarah if they could switch so that she could sit near the window. Sarah had agreed but with questions in her eyes. She knew Emily loved the aisle seat because it gave her an easy time when going to the washroom. Besides, Em was an anxious traveller so the aisle seat was good for her frequent movement.

When they landed, Asher offered to drop them first with his driver and Sarah agreed before Emily could refuse. It would have looked awkward if she refused as she was not one to pass an opportunity to save money. When they got to Sarah's apartment, she alighted and bid them bye, promising to check up on Em once she was well rested from the jet lag.

It was only Asher and Emily in the car now and the silence was deafening.

"We are here," Ken, the driver said.

"Thank you. Emily said as she alighted. Asher had alighted too and was opening the boot for her suitcase.

She picked it and started walking.

" I can help you with that," Asher suggested.

"No, thank you." Her smile was a tad bit sweeter.

Asher raised his hand in surrender. "Okay, call me later, will you?"

Emily did not answer. She did not even turn back because if she did, she would have gone back and begged him to take her home with him and fuck her. Or do something as stupid as inviting him over to her apartment.

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A month later, Cassie and Reggie returned from their honeymoon. It had been a ten countries round trip. She called her friends as soon as she landed.

"I am hosting a dinner party tomorrow. You girls should come," Cassie had said over the phone.

Emily had wanted to ask if Asher would be there but the question would have raised suspicion. Besides, maybe Asher was too busy running his multiple companies to come to a small dinner. She hoped he wouldn't come.

The welcome dinner for Cassie and Reggie was held at their beautiful new home. Emily arrived second. They were supposed to carpool but Emily had been held at work. She came bearing a bottle of wine and some candies for Isla.

"I swear I am sending you and Asher her dentist's bill," Cassie joked as she tightly hugged her.

"I'll pay," Emily answered, ignoring Asher's name.

"You look nice. Is that a new dress?" Cassie asked. Emily gave her a 360.

"It sure is. I found it at a thrift shop here in town. I will take you with me next week. They open new bales every second Sunday of the month," Emily said.

She knew Cassie loved thrifting, despite now being married to a filthy rich husband who could give her anything she wanted and a brother who could buy the whole world for her. Talking about brother, she crossed her fingers, hoping he had not come.

"You look so happy," Emily said as they walked inside.

"I am," Cassie replied, beaming. "I missed you so much!"

"Umph! Liar. You did not even have time to miss us. I bet you spent your waking hours under Reggie," Emily said with a laugh.

"Em!" Cassie admonished with a shy smile.

"See, I am right. I am... " her sentence was disrupted by a laugh he could recognize from anywhere.

Her eyes darted around the room until they landed on Asher. He was playing house with Isla, a teddy bear in one arm. It was like he had sensed her watching her because a second later, his head lifted and his gaze landed on her. The intensity almost made her fall to her knees.

He looked good in a light blue cardigan and a pair of slacks. His hair was neat and she had the urge to mess it up. He winked at her and before she could figure out what was going on, he had turned his attention to Isla.

"Fibd a seat. I'll go check if the cook is done. Thank you for the wine," Cassie said.

"Welcome." Emily was absentminded.

Dinner was pure torture. Asher sat directly across from her. Once when she reached for tye serving spoon, Asher reached for it too and their fingers touched. Emily let go of it as it had burned her causing curious glances from people on the table. The conversation flowed smoothly around them, but Emily could barely focus.

"So, Em," Cassie asked cheerfully during the main course, "any new guys in your life lately?"

"She has been talking to someone," Sarah chimed in.

Emily gave her a death like stare but Sarah just stuck out her tongue at her. She was still thinking of what answer to give when she felt a leg on her. She lifted her head and found Asher grinning at her.

"I am curious too," Asher said as his leg traveled up her thighs.

Emily nearly choked on her wine. "No. Nothing serious. You know me." She pushed his leg away and gave him a stare. Asher replied with a sweet smile before picking up his wine.

After dinner, while everyone moved to the living room, Asher found her alone in the kitchen. He closed the door softly behind him.

"Emily," he said, voice low and rough.

She turned, gripping the edge of the counter. " Not now please!" She stacked the plates carefully on the sink.

He stepped closer until she was trapped. "One night was enough for you?" he murmured. "You came apart so beautifully for me. Don't tell me you don't want to experience that again."

Her breath hitched. "It was a one time thing. Let us leave it at that. This is wrong."

"It feels pretty right when you're moaning my name," he replied, tilting her chin up. His thumb brushed her lower lip making her tremble.

Voices approached from the hallway. Asher stepped back just as Reggie entered.

"Everything okay?" Reggie asked.

"Perfect," Asher said smoothly, but his eyes promised they were far from done.

The rest of the evening passed slowly. Emily did her best to avoid Asher for the rest of the evening. When Emily finally left, Asher walked her to the gate where her cab was already waiting.

"This isn't over," he said quietly.

"It has to be," she whispered before climbing in.